Weekly Pinterest Picks

How did two weeks go by?! I mean.......really. Everyday I thought, "Oh, I should blog today...but I'm super busy and it's okay I just blogged a day or so ago." Wrong. Guesstimation was never my strong suit. Neither was anything related to geometry. And don't even get me started on fractions. They're pure evil. But guesstimation always bugged me because I like things to be exact. Why would you estimate and guess when you can know for sure? Stupid. Especially in a subject like math....that I'm pretty sure prides itself on being a exact. Black and white. Zero and.....not....zero.

Anyhoo - I've come across some pretty awesome Pinterest-ness lately and decided to share. Not so much for you, but for me to be able to re-live finding these gems all over again :)

{DIY Gold-Dipped Barstools}

Just another example of why I'm hiring myself a DIYer. Because there are just too many awesome projects out there that I would surely botch and cry about and then remind myself that I'm never doing a DIY project again. Are there any takers? I'll pay you in cookies and cake. And rants about the ridiculousness of math. Sounds like a pretty stellar deal to me.

{Peach Caramels}

I would never think to put these flavors together! But holy smokes, my mouth is watering just looking at those suckers!

{Kangaroos = T-Rex/Deer}

Totally.

{Raspberry Honey Butter}

I had this at a wedding dinner last year and was this close to licking the bowl clean.

{Illustrated Movie Posters}

How cool are these?! 

When the hubs and I build our dream house we're totally putting these in the theatre room.

{Kate & William}

If this doesn't bring a teeny little smile to your face, I don't know what will.

{The Oxford Comma}

My mind is officially blown. And also - my High School English teacher totally lied to me.

Each comment just gets better and better. But I still think Leo's a sweetheart for standing in the rain...especially with how dangerous it is for him, of all people. Bahahahahaha.

I pinned this from via my exceptionally fashionable niece. And if I were going to and awards show anytime soon - this would definitely be my dress. Holy Moly.

{Framed Family Tree}

LOVE this idea!! I'm not sure if I'll do it in a baby room,or just somewhere in the house. Probably the latter, now that I'm thinking about it.

{Superhero Baby Room}

Speaking of baby rooms....if Holden has a brother next (in like a million years) this is definitely going to be their room. I can't get enough of the undersaturated tones and vintage feel to the posters. Plus the little lockers are just about the cutest things ever.

The {Real} Beauty Project

For some time now the topic of beauty has been on my mind. More accurately, REAL beauty. The kind that the world many times calls ugly. The world would have you believe that you can only be beautiful with plastic surgery, size 00 jeans and flawless skin. But this obsession with perfection is the real ugliness. And it scares me. It scares me for all the women out there who feel that they can't have a baby without practically killing themselves to get back down to their pre-baby weight within a month. It scares me for the little girls who look at magazines and think, "that's what I'm supposed to look like if I'm ever going to be happy or find love." It scares me for myself. Because I have thought those things. I have counted calories - allowing myself only 1000 a day - while taking hydroxycut and working out and still thinking when I was a size zero that I wasn't small enough. That unless I looked like the air-brushed model on the magazine, I wasn't beautiful enough. But one thing I know for sure - those are the worst kind of lies. Those are the kind of lies that Satan wants us to believe. So we will give up on ourselves. So we will give up on being happy because we'll never amount to that kind of perfection. And honestly, I know that the world won't stop trying to cram these ideals down each and every woman's throat. So, I've decided to start The {Real} Beauty Project. I don't even know what that entails right now. It could someday be a foundation much like the Dove Beauty Campaign that strives to show girls and women around the world what beauty really is. Or it could just be something here for me. To show my future daughters. To remind myself what beauty is on those days I'm feeling inadequate. Either way, it's something I've got to do. Because women - we are freaking beautiful in ALL our shapes and sizes. We are beautiful for e v e r y t h i n g we do. So plan on seeing real beautifulness exploding out of this blog from time to time. And in the meantime, remember:

OOGA CHAKKA

Dear Blog,

[Ahem.]

Oh, how I've missed you.

These past 4 months (and really this entire year) shall henceforth and forever be known as "the black hole of 2013". A time where I didn't record the important things in life like, what I ate that day, how Holden tormented Cooper & London, what I wore and MOST importantly my thoughts on the adorable new royal baby. (Loved Kate even more when she came out of the hospital proudly showing her postpartum baby bump, BTW).

But I solemnly swear that these crucial details will no longer be left in the dust!!! I call for a new order of blogifying. One where I shall enlighten the masses few faithfully following with all sorts of probably-only-interesting-to-my-mom details. Hurrah!

And in honor of this proclamation I give you. . . . . .

THE HOFF

You're Welcome.

Sincerely,

Me.