Well, it has been some time since I've hit the blog! Life got a little nuts. Once wedding and event season hit, it was nonstop from March until...well, recently! So much has happened since our last post...let me see if I can hit all the high notes:
1. Harrison celebrated his first birthday...and it was so much fun! Oh Captain, My Captain!
2. Some weddings and LSU events
3. Chris has been rocking out his new job like a champ and survived his first session with gusto!
4. Some more weddings and LSU events
5. Lily celebrated her fourth birthday...and I'm still so depressed about it. It was Frozen...of course!
6. Some more weddings and LSU events
7. Chris and I celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary! What an amazing five years it has been!
8. Chris and Pops built a swing set...outside...in our backyard!
9. Some more weddings and LSU events
10. I went to Vegas for a work conference...in Vegas! Did I mention Vegas?
11. Harrison decided that nursing was for babies so the breastfeeding journey ended..after 16 months!
12. Some more weddings and LSU events
13. I got promoted at LSU to Director of Professional Education & Special Events!
14. I had umbilical hernia repair surgery...of course.
15. WE WENT ON OUR FIRST FAMILY VACATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
16. The new school year started and Lily is officially a preschooler! Tears everywhere.
17. I got a fit bit...let's walk everywhere.
18. I'm back on the healthy and organized lifestyle kick...quinoa everything!
19. Da Boi had the first of two total ear ablation surgeries and my heart just can't.
20. All the Henrys are addicted to the Disney Tsum Tsum game.
Whew! My goal is to share some additional posts on all or just some of these...I'm not sure you care about our recent addiction to Tsum Tsum! ;)
Monday, August 24, 2015
Monday, March 2, 2015
Harrison Reid Henry | A Year In Review
As I type this I just can't believe that Harrison is turning one.
This year has been incredible but it has moved too incredibly fast. Prior to his arrival, I was worried that I could never love a child as much as I love Lily...but my heart just grew the moment Harrison was born. Even further, watching Lily become an active big sister has caused me to fall more in love with her each day...watching Chris tackle life so effortlessly as Super Dad (times two) has caused me to fall more in love with him each day...and watching Harrison meet and greet each milestone in ways both similar and different from his sister has caused me to fall more in love with him each day as well. My cup truly is overflowing...and I'm just so thankful for my precious, amazing, crazy, messy, wild, loving family! ;)
To celebrate our little Captain turning one, please enjoy this little photo journey of the past year and his sweet little life thus far...
When we found out that Baby Henry was a BOY!!!!
And then fast forward a few months to March 2, 2014 at 2:50am, when this beautiful bundle arrived!
And he was loved...
One week old!
First trip to the doctor...anchors away!
One Month!
First Easter!
Two Months!
Three Months!
Four Months!
Five Months!
Six Months!
Eating solids and loving it!
Evening Walks!
Park trips!
Seven Months!
First Halloween!!!
Eight Months!
First Thanksgiving!!
Nine Months!
First Christmas!
Ten Months!
Standing Guy!
Eleven Months!
First Mardi Gras Parade!
And finally...
Twelve Months!
What a year!
We have so many fun little celebrations planned for this week...stay tuned!!
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Painting Furniture with Spray Paint
I like brown. Basically everything in our home is brown. Our floors are a beautiful brown. Our couches are a lovely brown. A good chunk of our furniture is the exact same brown. Yep, I like brown. But let's face it...the Henrys aren't really a monochromatic family. We all have pretty colorful personalities and our home should reflect that.
The decision was made to add a pop of color in our living room by painting one of the pieces of furniture. The target became a large end table that we scored off of Craigslist a few years ago. It was a rather dull but solid wood piece that was just begging for a make over. I recently read an article about a painting technique using Vaseline. It claimed to ease the job of scuffing so I was immediately intrigued. I'm a big fan of short cuts. Hence my desire to also use spray paint for this project. I know what you are thinking...and yes, I agree. Spray paint is awfully tacky, lazy, and toxic. But here is the deal...if it turned out ugly, I can always start over and do it properly. Currently, I'm all about maximizing my personal time and spray paint promised to assist with that goal. So...the fun began.
Next, I flipped the piece upside down and continued with step three...spray paint. I did two coats to ensure proper coverage each way (upside down and right side up). When painting with spray paint, remember it's all about keeping a proper distance and spraying in motion. If you are too close or too still, you'll chance dripping and no one wants that.
Once it dried thoroughly, over several days, I busted out the sandpaper again and embraced step four...scuffing again. The Vaseline really did ease the pain of scuffing the edges. It helped make those spots more dramatic and I'm ultimately glad I did it. Even though I put too much, it worked for this project because I wanted a nice bit of the original brown to shine through.
Plus, I've been itching for a good DIY project.
The decision was made to add a pop of color in our living room by painting one of the pieces of furniture. The target became a large end table that we scored off of Craigslist a few years ago. It was a rather dull but solid wood piece that was just begging for a make over. I recently read an article about a painting technique using Vaseline. It claimed to ease the job of scuffing so I was immediately intrigued. I'm a big fan of short cuts. Hence my desire to also use spray paint for this project. I know what you are thinking...and yes, I agree. Spray paint is awfully tacky, lazy, and toxic. But here is the deal...if it turned out ugly, I can always start over and do it properly. Currently, I'm all about maximizing my personal time and spray paint promised to assist with that goal. So...the fun began.
I wanted a muted green but struggled to find the right paint. Then I spotted it...a matte Camouflage. Not really the appropriate paint for furniture...but the color was pretty perfect. This just raised my doubts that this project wouldn't turn out properly and, at this point, I was confident that I would definitely need to be redo everything. But the lazy, crazy train had already left the station...what was there to lose...so...purchased!
Step one...scuff. I truly hate prepping furniture...but...it is a necessary evil. After removing the doors and all the hardware, I went to town. Thankfully, there wasn't a ton I needed to scuff off...so it was a quick process!
Once I felt it was properly scuffed, I moved on to step two...Vaseline. In retrospect, I put too much. So learn from my mistake and put just a touch on your finger and rub on only the edges you want scuffed the most. In addition to the edges, I also placed little globs in random places throughout...I probably wouldn't do that again. You're welcome.
Once it dried thoroughly, over several days, I busted out the sandpaper again and embraced step four...scuffing again. The Vaseline really did ease the pain of scuffing the edges. It helped make those spots more dramatic and I'm ultimately glad I did it. Even though I put too much, it worked for this project because I wanted a nice bit of the original brown to shine through.
Once I felt it was scuffed enough and perfectly imperfect, I replaced the hardware and doors.
If I'm being honest, I must admit that I actually put the doors on wrong...twice. Chris had to come to my rescue because I was really close to tossing the whole piece over the fence. Thanks Chen...doesn't he look thrilled!
When the doors were on properly, I wiped the piece down with a damp cloth and followed up with a vacuum just to make sure all the dust was gone before bringing inside.
All in all, I'm pretty pleased with the finished product. It's a muted, matte green but still brings a nice pop of color into the room. It was ridiculously easy and a nice little project that got my creative juices flowing...now, on to the next one! ;)
Sunday, February 8, 2015
Oil Pulling Voodoo
I have a pretty ridiculous faith in Pinterest. If Pinterest claims that doing something will have any positive affect on my health, beauty, lifestyle, or diet...odds are, I won't even weigh the possible side effects...I'll just give it the good ol' college try. I should be really embarrassed to admit that...but...truth is, I have only a few Pin-strosities that make me question the DIY suggestions, recipes, or new weirdo techniques. And if the internet says it's true...well, then it must be! ;)
A few months ago, I came across a pin claiming that "oil pulling" would all but change my life. During my 3am nurse session with Harrison...and Pinterst browse...my clouded mind was immediately intrigued by the claims of a healthier mouth, whiter teeth, clearer sinuses, fewer migraines, reduced allergy symptoms, and more and more and more. Check out a full list at PositiveMed. It's quite ridiculous.
Basically, you just swish a tablespoon of a quality oil in your mouth for 15-20 mins and then spit it out. And that's it.
My initial thoughts:
1. 15-20 minutes...who can possibly swish anything for that long. Ridiculous.
2. Yeah...coconut oil is going to make my teeth whiter. Ridiculous.
3. There is NO WAY any oil can do ANY of those claims. Ridiculous.
I kept seeing things about oil pulling in almost all of my social media news feeds. I started to soften to the idea until I got to the point of saying...hey, it clearly won't kill me to try. Plus, this would ensure I couldn't talk to anyone for 15-20 minutes and that means that I might get left alone for 15-20 minutes...definitely worth the try.
I already use coconut oil quite a bit in my beauty routine so it was already at my sink...just staring at me...begging me to try it. So, one morning while getting ready for work, I scooped up a bit and stuffed it in my mouth. Swishing as if it was mouth wash, I pushed the oil through my teeth and around the sides of my mouth. I jumped in the shower and started going through my typical morning routine. When the time came to brush my teeth, I spit the oil in the trash can and rinsed with water...immediately, my mouth felt cleaner.
What the what!?!?!?!?!?!
So for the next week, I kept oil pulling in my routine. I'm not going to even speculate that oil pulling is doing anything that the hundreds of websites claim...but...my mouth feels good, my teeth look a bit whiter, and my dental appointments are stellar. Sold.
Last week, I took it up a notch and added a drop of orange essential oil, because again...Pinterest told me it would be awesome. And once again, Pinterest was right. I don't love the taste of coconut oil but I powered through because I liked the way my mouth felt after...but with the orange oil, I completely miss out on that funky taste. Winning.
Should you feel the need to give this a try, I have a few suggestions:
1. Coconut Oil is the shizz...but remember that it will harden so don't spit it down your sink drain. Consider spitting in a trash can or the toilet.
2. Don't swallow or let the oil touch the back of your throat. One of the claims is that oil pulling is actually pulling some of the bacteria out of your mouth and assisting in your detoxing...so you don't want to chance swallowing that nasty.
3. The 15-20 minutes isn't easy at first...but it does get easier. You can do it!
4. A tablespoon is A LOT at first so maybe build up to it. Again, you can do it!
5. Don't forget to rinse with water after. This just helps ensure all the nasty doesn't hang around in your mouth.
Again, I have NO clue if oil pulling is living up to the claims or if it has any true health or scientific benefits...but I love the 15-20 minutes each morning that I have to be quiet...plus my mouth feels awesome. So it's official, I'm a legit crazy person now blindly believing in the oil pulling voodoo.
If you decide to give it a try...Happy Pulling!
Saturday, January 24, 2015
2015 Louisiana Marathon
I have always had the desire to run or become a "runner". People who classify themselves as "runners" always seem to be happy, healthy, and oddly super pumped about running. Clearly I must be missing out on something for all these people to willingly and excitedly run miles and miles and miles and miles...for fun. With the purest of intentions, I placed "running" on my bucket list...and so it remained...year after year. My biggest reasoning for never starting to run was the easily blamed "time". But really...I can't possibly wake up any earlier and running in the dark after the kids go to bed just seems like the beginning scene of a "Law and Order: SVU" episode. I continued to look upon the social media statuses of my adventure-loving friends with jealousy as they posted running times, post-race photos with awesome medals, and, of course, their hot and healthy bods!
This past December something clicked and I just got a "bee in my bonnet.". Like my boy Forest, I just started running. I ran on the weekends and every day during the Christmas break. It was fantastic and oddly satisfying. I followed along with the Couch to 5K app but instead of dedicating three days a week, I just picked it up when I could. I recognize this isn't the best approach to training for anything...but whatever, it's not like I'm actually training for a race! That would be ludicrous...
Two days later, as if blinded by a moment of sheer endorphin takeover, I signed up for the Louisiana Marathon: 5K...which was taking place in two weeks. Keep in mind...at this point, I hadn't actually run, jogged, or even walked the distance of a 5K! What was I thinking????
The weekend before the race, I thought "hey, maybe you should see what that distance feels like, dummy!". So off I went through the neighborhood...I jogged the first mile, walked the second, and jogged the remaining. I survived and it only took me 43 minutes. After a quick Google search, I discovered that though this wasn't the best or even average time...whew, I wouldn't completely embarrass myself.
Because the race was on my birthday weekend, my wonderful sister volunteered to run with me to motivate and cheer me on...even when I had to walk...which I honestly anticipated to be a majority of the distance. I didn't have a ton of faith in myself and I think she would admit, she didn't have a ton of faith in me either!
Race morning arrived and I was stoked beyond imagine! My entire family was there and Sarah had brought me a new running outfit! Until the day before I had no idea it was taboo to wear the race's shirt to the race...so glad Sarah set me straight and outfitted me properly for the event! Everyone cheered Sarah and I on as we drove away to tackle our first 5K! How cute were we...
We arrived downtown and it felt as if the entire city was there as well. It was packed! There was an excitement in the air that I just can't adequately describe. Excitement mixed with nervousness and we had 30 minutes to kill...so naturally, we took photos of ourselves.
As 7:30am approached, we made our way to the starting line. We placed ourselves smack in the middle of the crowd. The music was going, the crowd was pumped, and before we knew it...the cannon sound and OFF WE WENT!
I'm not sure if it was the high of race day, the sheer amount of people, or the extensive training (ha!), but I was loving every minute of it! When we hit mile one, my plan of walking the middle portion wasn't necessary...we kept going! Before I knew it, we were approaching mile two and still hadn't slowed to a walk! The only hiccup was when we started going back over the bridge on the path...which was uphill. We walked for about 30 seconds and picked it back up when going down hill and kept that pace for the remainder of the race.
As we approached the finish line, we found ourselves swept up in the music and an enthusiastic crowd cheering on all the runners...and before we knew it...we crossed over! 38 minutes and 13 seconds...perfectly mediocre and average!
Honestly, this was a huge cross off the bucket list and I'm genuinely proud of myself for completing my first race! I'm actually looking for another one in the near future AND have already signed up for the 2016 Louisiana Marathon 5K! I totally get the hype of running and can say that I'm officially hooked!
This past December something clicked and I just got a "bee in my bonnet.". Like my boy Forest, I just started running. I ran on the weekends and every day during the Christmas break. It was fantastic and oddly satisfying. I followed along with the Couch to 5K app but instead of dedicating three days a week, I just picked it up when I could. I recognize this isn't the best approach to training for anything...but whatever, it's not like I'm actually training for a race! That would be ludicrous...
Two days later, as if blinded by a moment of sheer endorphin takeover, I signed up for the Louisiana Marathon: 5K...which was taking place in two weeks. Keep in mind...at this point, I hadn't actually run, jogged, or even walked the distance of a 5K! What was I thinking????
The weekend before the race, I thought "hey, maybe you should see what that distance feels like, dummy!". So off I went through the neighborhood...I jogged the first mile, walked the second, and jogged the remaining. I survived and it only took me 43 minutes. After a quick Google search, I discovered that though this wasn't the best or even average time...whew, I wouldn't completely embarrass myself.
Because the race was on my birthday weekend, my wonderful sister volunteered to run with me to motivate and cheer me on...even when I had to walk...which I honestly anticipated to be a majority of the distance. I didn't have a ton of faith in myself and I think she would admit, she didn't have a ton of faith in me either!
Race morning arrived and I was stoked beyond imagine! My entire family was there and Sarah had brought me a new running outfit! Until the day before I had no idea it was taboo to wear the race's shirt to the race...so glad Sarah set me straight and outfitted me properly for the event! Everyone cheered Sarah and I on as we drove away to tackle our first 5K! How cute were we...
We arrived downtown and it felt as if the entire city was there as well. It was packed! There was an excitement in the air that I just can't adequately describe. Excitement mixed with nervousness and we had 30 minutes to kill...so naturally, we took photos of ourselves.
As 7:30am approached, we made our way to the starting line. We placed ourselves smack in the middle of the crowd. The music was going, the crowd was pumped, and before we knew it...the cannon sound and OFF WE WENT!
I'm not sure if it was the high of race day, the sheer amount of people, or the extensive training (ha!), but I was loving every minute of it! When we hit mile one, my plan of walking the middle portion wasn't necessary...we kept going! Before I knew it, we were approaching mile two and still hadn't slowed to a walk! The only hiccup was when we started going back over the bridge on the path...which was uphill. We walked for about 30 seconds and picked it back up when going down hill and kept that pace for the remainder of the race.
As we approached the finish line, we found ourselves swept up in the music and an enthusiastic crowd cheering on all the runners...and before we knew it...we crossed over! 38 minutes and 13 seconds...perfectly mediocre and average!
Honestly, this was a huge cross off the bucket list and I'm genuinely proud of myself for completing my first race! I'm actually looking for another one in the near future AND have already signed up for the 2016 Louisiana Marathon 5K! I totally get the hype of running and can say that I'm officially hooked!
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