A Bit of Cinderella Wisdom

A Bit of Cinderella Wisdom

 

This week I was working on a project and I was trying to remember the name of a post that I’d wrote back when burlap was still a thing and I hadn’t discovered Mellow Mushroom Pizza yet.

To try and find it I searched for lessons on the blog.

I thought I’d find one or maybe two posts with that in the title.

Nope.

Not even close.

There was a post for almost every month of the year.  Apparently I’m all about a good lesson and I didn’t even know it.  But in the middle of all that lessoning, one post stood out.  It’s all about learning to live with mice and glass slippers.

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Life Advice From a House Plant

Life Advice From a House Plant

 

Raising teenagers is challenging.

It’s kind of like running a marathon and you’re tired and exhausted and worn out and you think you’re almost done and the light at the end of the tunnel is shining brighter and brighter.

And then?

Somewhere around the last couple of miles…

….someone throws a mountain onto the course.

Don’t lose hope.

Don’t be sad.

Don’t despair and raise your hands and sigh and throw in the towel.

Just listen to life advice from a house plant.
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When the Mountain Seems Unclimbable

When the Mountain Seems Unclimbable

 

Have you ever climbed a mountain?

Literally or figuratively?

Did you notice when you stand at the bottom of the mountain and look up…

…it all seems so overwhelming?

There are steep cliffs and crevices and many vertical miles to go and sometimes you see a foothold and sometimes the ground seems too smooth to grab traction.

You brace your shoulders and shiver slightly at the road ahead.

I can’t climb this you tell yourself.  I’ll never make it.  I don’t have the strength or the energy or the willpower for the journey.  That mountain is unclimbable.

Calling all climbers.

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Every Table Needs a Superman

Every Table Needs a Superman

 

Today is all about keeping it real.

The realest of the real.

The kind of real where you don’t want to talk about real and you want to act like real doesn’t exist and you want to hide your head under the covers and talk about anything else besides real.

See this table?

This incredible, amazing, wonderful first-time table that my husband built.

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A Good Pair of Flip Flops Can Change the World

A Good Pair of Flip Flops Can Change the World

 

Have you ever had a moment of awkward?

A moment where you wish you could push the reset button?

A moment when you felt like the world was looking at you in unison with a giant raised eyebrow?

Me?

I’ve lived a lifetime of moments just like that.

Two steps forward and one step back….

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Love is a Painted Door

Love is a Painted Door

 

I live life on the edge when it comes to DIY.

I paint signs in dresses wearing red lipstick.

I stain frames in a ruffled shirt and chandelier earrings.

I laugh in the face of spilled paint or a runaway river of stain or splotches of splattered glue or glittered fingertips or layers of dripping glaze.

You’ve got this, I tell myself as I throw my head back and laugh with abandon.  Show that DIY you’re the boss.  Don’t ever let a few drops of paint get the best of you.

And then.

Last week it happened.

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My Rock Heart Belongs To You

My Rock Heart Belongs To You

 

On Friday, my friend brought over a bucket of heart rocks.

Just nature’s way of saying I love you.

I washed them and cleaned them and sang to them and thought up clever heart sayings and made the coolest, easiest Valentine’s Day present from them that I’ll share with you on Thursday.

Maybe it was the hidden I love you in every stone.

Maybe it was the entire rock heart collection.

Maybe it was February knocking at my door.

But it reminded me of a story.

One I’ve shared before, but I wanted to share it again…

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Lessons From a Desk Drawer

Lessons From a Desk Drawer

 

Sometimes when I think of my father–when I think of his twinkling eyes and the stories he’d tell and the songs he’d sing and the amazing way he had of making you feel like you could be more than you ever dreamed you could be–I laugh with the sheer joy of it.

He was only 5’6″ tall with a lifetime of living on his face and the mischievousness of a million pranks in his grin.

He was a teacher and a soccer coach and a geography whiz and a listener and an ice cream eater and a Monopoly marathoner and he could keep you on the edge of your seat with the entire history of the Revolutionary War–told with more drama and intrigue than a million dollar movie.

I asked him once for advice.  I was about to be a parent and I was nervous and overwhelmed and worried I would make mistakes.  I poured out my heart and told him about my fears and asked him how he learned how to be such a great dad.

He paused for a while and thought for a moment and then turned and fixed his eyes on mine with a serious look.

“Don’t worry about making mistakes,” he told me.  “Because you will.  You’ll make mistakes and learn from them and make a few more while you’re learning how to fix the first ones.  The secret is not about making mistakes–it’s about being willing to try and try and try some more.  When you are a parent it’s part of the job.”

He stopped for a moment and then laughed out loud.

“Shhh.  Don’t tell your mother, but I don’t think too much about the hows and whys and whens and ifs of being a parent.  I leave all that to her.” 

Then he grinned at me conspiratorially and added,

“Just between you and me….

….all I really do is show up.”Continue reading