just like me

There have been so many times recently that I have thought to myself that Morgan is just like me. My sister says it on a weekly basis anymore....'she's just like you." How could I ever get tired of hearing that.

She's the perfect amount of silly and creative...her mind does not stop. Just like me. Her bedroom floor is covered with craft supplies, stickers, scrappy pieces of paper that she refuses to throw away, scissors and the like. Her scrapbook is always open and being fancied in all sorts of ways. Her pages are never completely finished. She sees it...and then creates it. I'd love to just spend one hour in her mind while she's creating.

She's overly sensitive when it comes to animals. Just like me. We both cover our eyes or change the channel when the commercials with the wounded and neglected animals comes on. Too much for us to handle. We grab our fuzzy dogs and hug them immediately.

She takes her shoes off the moment she gets home. Just like me. Everyday gets better when feet are bare and naked. We both know that secret and discovered it when we were little. This is the reason why mr c comes home to all of my shoes next to his side of the bed (and that drives him nuts!).

This girl is who I was when I was 11. Only, she's a lot more confident than I was. Thank goodness for that. I missed out on so much because I was so shy. If I could go back...I would change that first.

It's the most amazing feeling to know that this girl that I made, made me too. The power that my motherhood has with her is great and my love for her is unbending.

This girl is the best version of me.

in the shop...

currently in the shop:

my new favorite bag

i named it the

green with envy bag

perfect for spring...

great hardware and lots of usable interior space with a few

organizer pockets as well as zippered pockets...

it has the greatest cheetah interior lining too

inspired by jimmy choo

$45

if green is not your color...

i just ordered it in apricot as well...

my favorite way to add to color to the wardrobe...

a stunning bag in a fabulous shade

shop here

resurfacing...

(morgans birthday cake from 2 weeks ago)

i feel like i should go back a few months and play catch up and journal all that has been happening on decatur street...i just don't have that kind of energy, time or patience right now...

i almost feel lost right now, not knowing which direction to take my words...

i think ill just resurface with some thoughts and updates...

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2 weeks ago we celebrated morgans 11th birthday...

it was low key and exactly as birthdays should be in my book...family, a few friends, trays of food and a birthday cake from barbs bakery (if you live in phoenix then email me if you want the most delicious marble/butter cream layer cake. ever.)

morgan celebrated with us...and then asked me if she could {finally} shave.

what?

i was a solid 13 years old before my mother let me pick up a razor and shave my peach fuzzed gams... mom was out of town when i was good and ready...so i had to ask my dad to call mom and get the ok...then my dad asked me if i needed help. i thanked him but turned down the offer and emerged out of the bath 3 band aids later.

perhaps i should have taken dad up on the intro to shaving class...

morgan only needed 1 band aid.

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2 months ago mr c signed our family up for the gym around the corner...

i have never been the sort of gal who frequents the gym...

but i told mr c that he was not allowed to go and get all trim and foxy without me so i sort of had to start working out...

i dont know exactly when or how it happened...maybe on the elliptical...but i got hooked...

something in me clicked and i started to really get into it...truth be told here...i like the way i feel now that i'm working out and i think i might even have a different kind of energy in my day...

it is very helpful with my workout routine to close my eyes and picture myself in a new bathing suit while at the beach...even more helpful now that mr c has booked our beach house for july

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7 weeks ago i gave up coffee...

cold turkey

i had 5 very long days of excruciating pain in my head

i was useless

i was wiped out

caffeine withdrawals are wicked man

i told mr c to remind me how much fun that withdrawal was the next time i feel like hitting the java full time

do you know that i frequented starbucks every single day, often twice a day at 5 bucks a pop?

no thanks. im healed.

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i have a new relationship with my day planner

since opening our boutique...i have to absolutely scribble everything down on those white lined pages...i mean everything goes in there...

since i am running our little shop from our home...it's really hard for me to carve out time for work...i get caught up in running the house, running errands, leaving to meet sister for lunch, spending time with mr c on his days off and when i realize how much shop work is to be done...it's time for bed...so now...i have to schedule the hours that i want to work down in my planner as well as schedule when ill work on the house and do errands and so forth...i am much more productive when there is a list staring at me waiting for its check marks...

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last month mikey filled out his paperwork for his first year of high school..

there is now way that i could have been prepared for that

it was hard to let him choose his own classes and know that he was capable of doing so...

i wanted to redirect his thinking and erase what he chose but i couldn't do it...

i had to let him start to open those darn wings...

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so now that i have a little less weight on my blogging chest...ill be updating our shop with some of the new spring pieces that arrived last week as well as ordering some more handbags.

its really cool to be a boutique owner.