Running!

Thursday, March 13, 2014

This week I've really tried to start working on my health. I sporadically do this throughout the year, lose a few pounds, run a few miles and then life gets crazy and I fall of the wagon for a bit.

I follow a lot of fitness instagram accounts - I am nerdy like that but there are thousands of mamas trying to lose weight out there and get in shape! So inspiring. My two favorite accounts are Livylovestorun and mollyrunsforlife. For awhile now I've wanted to do a 5k - so I've been doing to couch to 5k training program.

Well a few ladies are trying to run 100 miles this month. WOW. That just isn't me yet but on March 10 I decided maybe I could shoot for 50 miles...and I am 17 miles in! Now I will say I am SLOW. Like it basically takes me an hour to run 3.2 miles which is a 5k....but hey, we all start somewhere.

It's spring break this week so Josh and I aren't at church on Wednesday and Thursday nights so I felt like I have had more time to be active. I am realizing that it's really hard to balance fitness goals, time with jesus, ministry, family, meals, work, a clean house and a small business. In this season I just can't do EVERYTHING well, hence this blog is not full of perfectly photoshopped images of my home....but it is documenting the real life daily struggles and thoughts so I am learning to be ok with that. It's ok if no one wants to pin your stuff::)






Redeeming my blog

Friday, March 7, 2014

Well it's been awhile:) I am sitting here as Lila naps and have had some posts going thru my head for a few weeks/months now. About blogging. About social media. About community. And shoot, about how much I love home decor and writing and the whole little community of creative people on the internet.

Let me start with why I've been hesitant to blog and why I second guess my instagrams and facebook statuses and I can't even log in to twitter. Comparison.

This is not a new thing. I've been a part of a lot of conversations with friends about how this is a fairly universal struggle.  I don't want to make people struggle. I don't want them to think my marriage is perfect, my budget is endless and my life is adorable. It's not. My husband and I fight, I have been known to wash out my ziploc bags to save money and 98 percent of the time - my house is a mess. Blogging and instagram tend to put a perfectly photo shopped picture or pretty filter on the monotony of life.

HOWEVER. I still think MANY people are gifted in certain areas and social media is an amazing outlet to grow their gifts. In our church there is a saying that some of the pastors use - "You can REJECT something, you can RECEIVE something or you can REDEEM something"

 Now with social media - I know many have chosen to reject it. They have deleted facebook -taken Pinterest off their phones, etc. I get it. I get the struggle and I think it's totally fine. For some people.

I also know people (including myself at times) who have received it as well. They post tons of "selfies", care way too much about how many likes they get and rather than live in a moment they see it thru the eyes of instagram and it seems like they live it - only so that other can see them doing so. It can seem kind of braggy. This tends to drive me crazy.

And then there are those that redeem it. They encourage people, they use their gifts the Lord has given them and use social media to help grow those gifts.

I think I've done all three of these things. I know sometimes I reject it, am totally guilty of receiving it and sometimes I hope that my presence on social media has a redemptive quality to it.

Anyways, I'd like to start writing more. Its complicated and messy this social media thing. You don't want to brag about anything but you also don't want your "realness" to come in the form of sinful complaining. I am sure I'll swing to both sides of the pendulum. I am sure I already do! However, there are so many bloggers out there who seem to do it "right" and I am really encouraged by them.

So heres my first attempt at more consistently writing:) Not sure where this blog will take me or who will read it - but just trying to get some things written down!


Changing of the seasons

Friday, August 9, 2013

If I can figure out how to upload a youtube video I would like to share one of my favorite songs of all time. I don't listen to it everyday but in different stages of life it has played a big role in my life. 



I listened to it non stop the summer of 2003 when I was living in Virginia Beach with Campus Crusade - spending one whole amazing and scary summer in a place where I knew no one. I listened to it during that first summer after graduating college where I was single, living at home, had moved away from the college town where my friends and church were...oh and I was a professional gift wrapper at Macy's wondering what in the heck I was doing with my life (I still love wrapping gifts to this day though). 

I listened to it a few years later when I packed up my room to move into the house Josh and I had bought just before we got married. And last summer I listened to it when I was leaving the full time working world I had known for 8 years, the job I had had for four years to take care of the tiny mini human growing inside of me. 

One of my favorite metaphors for life is seasons. I know I am bringing out the cheese here but this song describes how God's seasons represent different seasons in our life. Seasons without a husband, seasons with JUST a husband, seasons with a newborn, seasons of money, seasons of $5 date nights at Costco, seasons of living in a house, seeing fruit in ministry, not seeing fruit in ministry, friendships, etc.

Two days ago Lila turned 11 months. She is smiling, and clapping, making faces and blowing kisses. At night when I take her into her room she immediately lays her head on my chest and lets me rock her before I put her down. 

I do not want this season to end. But it will. 

Earlier this week a mom stopped by my house to pick up a little vintage treasure for her daughter moving to Texas for college and my heart ached for this mom. Another mom, told me about how sad she was that her kids were going back to school... and my heart ached for this mom. Another mom, expressed sadness over moving from the house she brought her babies home to...and yep, you guessed it, my heart ached.

But then I thought of little Lila. A year ago, I was so sad to be leaving my job and our life with no kids and so much freedom - but the next season brought Lila and our hearts grew fuller than I knew was possible. 

And I thought about the mom with the college girl ...and how much I LOVED college and how exciting that time is for a girl. Choosing a career, decorating a dorm room, making friends, road trips, late night chats with the girls in your hall. 

And I thought about my friend with the kids in school and how fun the school year can be...

And I thought about moving and how hard it is to leave a place - but in the end it is just a place and this world is not our home.  

And in all of this I am reminded to be thankful for God's past faithfulness - because of that we have hope in the future. 

I am not good at wrapping up a post, so I'll just write some of my favorite lyrics from the song. 

"Still I notice you when change begins and I am braced for colder winds - I will offer thanks for what has been and what is to come....And everything in time and under Heaven, finally falls asleep. Wrapped in blankets white, all creation, shivers underneath. still I notice you when branches crack and in my breath on frosted glass - even now in death you open doors for life to enter. You are winter....what was frozen thru is newly purposed ..so it is with you and how you make me new with every seasons change..."




Not the best pic of makeup-less mama here...but this seems to capture the sweetness of the past 11 months:)



Encouragement to my creative peeps

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Hello long neglected blog!

I just have so much whirling through my head from this past weekend I thought now would be a great time to write it all down!

This weekend I was a vendor at Junk in the Trunk Vintage Market....I had done a Vintage Market with Junk in the Trunk long ago - well about a year and half ago:) It was a great experience and I learned a ton and that's actually where I met many of my vintage loving friends like the Shabby Junker and Liz from Blue Eyed Owl! 


Shortly after I quit working outside of the home, I decided to jump back in it for this market scene. I knew it would be crazy since Junk in the Trunk has grown SOOOO much. What started in a backyard was now in a huge tent at Westworld with more than 100 vendors and thousands of shoppers! Holy Cow. I felt like this was the big leagues and I. Was. Nervous.

I painted, distressed, waxed, dusted, tagged and packed like crazy to get ready. Like I mentioned on facebook it can be a very nerve wracking experience putting all of your stuff in the public eye with a price tag. Pricing can be a very tricky thing for us vendors and let me tell you why.

One - we are typically thrifty people - so we know what WE would pay for an item. However, we recognize people either 1. don't have time to look for things like we do and 2. people just don't have the eye for things. Totally fine! People are gifted in different ways and sometimes it takes a vendor to show them how something old can look really cool and unique. There is also the work factor. Sometimes we buy a piece and need to sand it, prime it or do something else to it to look cool. Sometimes we need to drive a far distance to get a piece or borrow a vehicle. All of that costs time and money. Which is why if someone offers me $20 for a piece I have marked at $45, I am probably going to say no.

One - the paint alone costs money. Also, I probably spent at LEAST and hour or two preparing the piece and another hour finding the piece - not to mention the original cost of the piece. And then there are booth fees and taxes (yes, as vendors at Junk in the Trunk we pay taxes on items we sell) and setup. Personally, I think all those need to come into account when you are shopping at a vintage market. This isn't a garage sale. This isn't even Goodwill. This is a place where people have put a LOT of work into the pieces in their booth - and personally I think they deserve a decent offer - if not the full price they have the item listed for.

I just write all of this because while 99 percent of my experience at the market was awesome - there were also several offers that came in at HALF of what I had listed during the first twenty minutes of the show. I get it - sometimes I do think pieces can be expensive - and the nature of a market can sometimes be a little bit of a bartering experience - that's totally part of the fun! I totally had a few pieces there that I was happy to take a lower offer on - the vintage clearance rack if you will.

But seeing the behind the scene work that vendors go thru to do something like this is pretty impressive. I am not tooting my own horn here but I am genuinely in awe of my market buddies. They have an incredible eye, they have skills at painting and creating and they have invested their time, money, creativity, gas and husband's muscles to produce pieces that they are proud of.

I had someone offer me a very low amount for a piece that I woke up at 5 am to go get. With a newborn. It was a beautiful piece and I politely declined the offer. Later, someone came by and paid full price. I wasn't super offended by the low offer - I just think we should give ourselves permission to be valued. What you do might not be within everyone's budget and that is ok. I am not looking to get rich here - I just think that people in a creative position have a hard time putting a price on what they do. Let's not get crazy here - but it's hard to even find a globe at Goodwill for $12.

Anyways - these are just thoughts I had as I wrapped up the day. I struggled with pricing my items but I also left feeling good about how the day went and more confident in what I do. I wouldn't have wanted everything to go in the first two hours - that could potentially mean my prices were too low- but I also didn't want to leave with all my stuff - that could mean I priced my things too high.

Overall the market was a huge encouragement. The people who shopped at my booth were so sweet and I loved hearing how they were buying a piece because it was maybe like something they had when they were little. While I thought this might be my last hurrah as Linny Jane - as the market got closer, I realized I can't stop because it is just way too fun for me to not continue.

I leave you with this pinteresting piece of wisdom.....


Back at it.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Wow. It has been a long time since I have blogged. Life is crazy right now, but I think it's good to document the craziness. Writing is great outlet for me to do this and lately I have been learning so much. Rather than catch everyone up on the last few months let me just sum it up for you.

1. I was pregnant
2. It was HOT
3. I had a baby
4. We have been so blessed with amazing family/friends
5. Our baby is cute, but she is not perfect - I am learning that's ok.

So we are in the midst of a huge life change right now. We welcomed Lila Jane into our world on September 7th. Actually, we welcomed her on December 28th 2011 when I stopped at Walgreens on the way to work to pick up one of "those" tests. Then, as luck would have it I had to go back home to get something so I did not actually take the pregnancy test AT work - but at home - where it was freaking positive. I called Josh right away. We weren't necessarily trying, but we were ok if it happened. And it happened FAST.  And then I had to give up wine, soft cheese, hot yoga, regular pants, comfortable sleeping and then eventually my job.

So here we are in September and the baby is here and I am still not back in regular pants or doing hot yoga or sleeping - and last week when we thought we'd sneak out for a date night (and some wine?) well Lila cried the whole night and it didn't happen.

Yesterday a dear friend came to drop off some DVDs for me to watch as I breastfeed. So sweet. She was wearing a pencil skirt and cute shoes and had just got off work. She had gone to Starbucks that day. What a career woman. And I thought back a few years when I was doing PR and had business trips, was 30 pounds thinner and I wore cute pants from Banana Republic and had a whole collection of pointy toed heels (they were said to be slimming). And I kind of longed for that life again. Instead I was in sweatpants and a nursing tank and I had a messy house.

I can't really wrap up all these thoughts in a bow. God didn't teach me some amazing lesson and here I am 24 hours later content and smiling. It's a struggle. We were up till 3 am with a crying baby. And a crying mama. We are in a new season of life and I have to figure out life in this season. I have to figure out God's purpose for THIS season. Because it's here. In my face.

What gifts and talents has God given me that he wants me to use in this season? It seems like in each season God brings out your gifts and talents differently. Six months ago, I might have used my talent of writing to write an email. Now, I use it to update a blog. My gift of compassion will come thru when my baby is hurting at 2 am and I want to make her feel better. It's never been used in that way before. So in one sense I am looking forward to seeing where God takes me in THIS season, but it's hard not to look back at past seasons and wish I was there.

So I will remind myself of this TRUTH...


"Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead,  press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. Phil 3:12-14" 




And here is our little muffin Lila. 
Precious. 

Where I've been

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Well hello long neglected blog. I feel like the lamest blogger and crafter in the world, but I think for the last 6 weeks I have been in a frozen state. Most of you know about this...


Seeing those two pink lines on a pregnancy test came as a bit of a shock and I don't know why - but I haven't been able to pour myself into much of anything. Except napping. I have become very passionate about that.

Truth is... I have been feeling a little anxiety and worry over the next oh, 18 years. And 7 months. I mean, I've never been a MOM before. I've never even had a younger sibling to take care of. I was always the youngest child... and then out of college I didn't get married, but i worked. I was a writer, I edited, I did public relations, I wore blazers, I got a cubicle, I went on business trips. And was very independent. But then life changed. And it was good...but it was different.

And now life is changing once again. And soon I will be a full time mom. And I get that I will still work. There will be diapers and feedings and cleaning and it will be hard...but it will be different than the work I do now. It just will.

I won't be going into an office. I won't have pretty file folders and post its and a labeler that is my very own. I won't start my day with email. I won't have to order toner or plan any meetings. They are small things. But I will miss them.

So yeah, I feel like I am in this state of almost grieving the loss of one season of life but also excited for this new little person that God is knitting together...but still, there's the fear. The fear I will lose my identity. The fear that my identity is misplaced to begin with. My true identity is in Christ. I can't forget that.

All of life is sacred. All of life has value. From coordinating camps to changing diapers to sitting at a desk to making dinner. We can do all those things in a way that glorifies the Lord. And everything we do should be for the glory of Christ.

So yeah, that's where I am at. I haven't figured it all out yet. But writing really does help me get my thoughts out there.

Anyways, here's where I hope to be sometime soon. A woman clothes herself in strength who "Laughs without fear of the future" I am not there yet...but hopefully God will help me get there:)


Weekend update:)

Monday, December 19, 2011

We had a great weekend gearing up for Christmas!! Here are a few highlights:) (courtesy of Josh's iphone)

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It's not Christmas without some crafts. I found teal yarn and was inspired to make some trees. I kind love them. I might just start wrapping my whole house in yarn and lace.

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We had our annual cookie bake with the women in my family! Been doing this since I was in junior high:) I made a yummy recipe from Pinterest! (chocolate chip cookies with corn starch in them...whaa?? But it was good. Promise).

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Here is me posing with Rudolph on what was one of my favorite dates ever! We went to Liberty Market for dinner and then walked around Cherry Lane - which is a street near us that goes ALL OUT for Christmas. They had carolers and one backyard was set up as Bethlehem. It was so beautiful!

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So love this season and all that comes with it!