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Have you ever had a problem that is annoying but you didn’t realize how much it bothers you until you have a solution for it? That’s what Pairings did for me.

An old coworker and friend of mine founded this company and I am just blown away by the product.

What is Pairings? I’m glad you asked.

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Pairings are these little plastic type things that keep your earrings together. So simple, yet so incredibly helpful.

I have a really cool jewelry holder that has a place for me to hang my dangly earrings but all my studs are left in a pile in my jewelry box. I am constantly digging through them to find the matches which is especially frustrating when I’m in a hurry. Pairings keep all my earrings matched and together, making it easy to grab and go.

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They’ve also offered a solution to a problem I didn’t realize I had. I’ve lost several pairs of earrings by taking them off at night and leaving them on my nightstand where they inexplicably end up crawling away in the middle of the night and burying themselves somewhere in my room. I’ve started leaving a Pairing on my nightstand for those evenings when I inevitably take off my earrings as I’m going to bed.

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I’ve also been leaving a Pairing in my purse for the days when I wear super uncomfortable earrings and can’t make it through the rest of the day while wearing them. Pairings makes it so they don’t get lost in the depths of my purse.

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And let’s talk travel. I use a little makeup bag to pack up all my jewelry when I’m headed off for a vacay. As has been the theme with this post, I spend an annoying amount of time, after I’ve reached my destination, digging around for matching earrings. About half of that time is spent in fear that I’ve somehow lost one of the pair. With Pairings, that’s not a problem anymore. I used them on my trip to Disneyland a couple of weeks ago and was pleasantly surprised at the organized outcome.

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The best part is, they’re super affordable. A single package is only $9.95 and contains 10 Pairings. The more you buy at once, the cheaper they are per package!

So I guess what I’m saying is, I love this product and highly recommend it to anyone who is tired of digging around to find matching earrings and would rather spend that time doing something more productive. You know, like mastering winged liquid liner or re-watching The Office (Okay, maybe that’s just me.)

You can check out the company at thepairingscompany.com and snag some for yourself!

*Note: I did receive a complimentary package of Pairings but all opinions in the post are my own.

Running the Tinkerbell Half Marathon

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Running this half marathon was seriously one of the most empowering experiences of my entire life. In the days leading up to the race, I was on a roller coaster of emotions. I went from being crazy excited to crazy nervous and up and down and everywhere in between.

This post is one big ol’ photo dump of me running, which you obviously all need to see, so do yourself a favor and scroll on down. You will also be rewarded for your scrolling effort with all the deets of the race.

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My aunt, Darla, flew into town on Thursday evening and we raced off to get airbrush tans because when you think half marathon, you obviously think amazing tan minus any risk of skin cancer. But the thing is, with a spray tan it has to process for like 10 hours before you can shower. In that 10 hours it like doubles in darkness and then once you rinse, it’s all gorgeous. But we wanted to leave so early on Friday morning that we wouldn’t have made it through those 10 hours yet so we were forced to head off on our expedition as we got continuously darker.

We got to California Friday evening and headed to Downtown Disney for dinner with my Uncle (who graciously let us stay with him during the duration of our trip). While my Uncle waited for our table reservation at The Jazz Kitchen, which was superb by the way, Darla and I headed off to get our packets and info for the race.

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^^We naturally took an obscene number of selfies in the process.

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^^Posing in front of a map of the race. Notice the dark tans. Don’t worry, they lighten up by race day.

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^^Give me wings Tinkerbell!

They had this cool expo with a bunch of vendors selling awesome Disney workout type merch. Plus lots of people selling tutu’s and and bows and glitter and all that good stuff. I ended up with a cute “leg day” Ariel shirt and Darla got a glow in the dark Tinkerbell half shirt.

We spent Saturday at California Adventure and low and behold I started to get sick. Like so sick I couldn’t breath through my nose at all (Thanks children). I ended up running around the park in search of nasal decongestant. I started getting way worried about the race. How do you run 13.1 miles when you can’t breath through your nose? Like for real? Much to Darla’s dismay I convinced her to call it an early day, hit a few drugstores, go to bed early and set our alarms for 3:00 AM. Eeek!

Surprisingly on Sunday morning it wasn’t at all hard to wake up. I think we were both just so excited. The race officially started at 5:30 AM but everyone started in corrals based on their speed. We didn’t care to pretend that we were going to finish in any exciting amount of time so we ended up in corral E of A-F.

By the time we actually crossed the start line, we had already walked over a mile and it was 6:00 AM.

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^^I made our tutus and Darla made our shirts

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I tried to keep pace with Darla but it turns out I’m actually pretty competitive and really wasn’t a fan of people passing me, so I found myself weaving in and out of people and I lost her before we made it to the first mile marker.

We had these electronic things in our race bibs that corresponded with the mile markers and kept track of our pace. The coolest part is that we set it up to send texts to our families to update them where we were. That was especially nice for us because we didn’t have any family members on the sidelines cheering us on. In retrospect, I’d really like to have my family there for the next race (yes, I did say next race. How perceptive you are).

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Additionally, I was taking selfies the whole time and sending them along to my mom and Chris. You’ll notice the time on the mile marker boards. However, it was based on the race starting at 5:30 and we didn’t actually start until 6:00 so you can factor that in with your mad math skills.

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The race started in downtown Disney and we worked our way into Disneyland.

I got stupid weepy as I ran into the park. Like seriously, I started tearing up. There were these families on the sidelines holding up signs and little girls with their dads cheering on their moms in the race and I just couldn’t help but wish that my husband and kids were there.

I saw one guy like three times over the course of the race and he had a sign that said, “Go first timers, you got this!” And once again, I got all teary-eyed, every time I saw it.

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The course took us behind the scenes of Disneyland and California Adventure. The park wasn’t open yet but all the cast members (Disney employees) were clapping and cheering and encouraging us. They even had some of the rides going, like Dumbo and the carousel. It helped that I had just been to Disneyland with my family so everywhere I looked I was struck with a sweet memory of my daughter seeing Disneyland for the first time.

 

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^^in cars land, although it forreal looks like I’m in Moab, Utah. Disney is so cool.

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^^The Photopass photographers caught my strong selfie game on camera. What do you call a photo of someone taking a selfie?

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^^”Gang gang bang bang!” Or is it “Bang bang gang gang”? I’m so old.

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By about mile 6 we were out of the parks and just on the streets of Anaheim. This was kind of a bummer because Anaheim is not the prettiest of cities and after about mile 6 you’re starting to get tired and run down and could really use the motivation of being in the parks.

I was able to run straight for about the first 6 miles, so by the time I did hit mile 6 I started taking a lot of walking breaks. Also, TMI here, but my shorts, which I borrowed from Darla, kept riding up and created a sort of chaffing situation making it so that every time I moved my legs in a walking or running motion it was like taking fine grit sandpaper and rubbing it on my inner thighs with full strength.

The good news is that it hurt whether I was walking or running, so it didn’t keep me from moving faster. I kept thinking that the more I ran, the faster I could finish and sit down.

I never really got too exhausted though. All along the streets of Anaheim people were sitting and cheering us on and holding up posters. There were high school marching bands playing and cheerleaders cheering and dance teams dancing.

Every so often there were tables set up with water and Gatorade and like a million volunteers handing them out to us as we ran by. I made myself stop and get a drink of water every time for an extra boost of energy. Although one time, I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot to stop running and ended up pouring water all over myself.

There were also people handing out snacks. I passed on the freaky energy gel, but accepted candy from strangers. They were holding up signs that said, “Take some candy from strangers!” “It’s legit, we’re wearing gloves.”

They were passing out licorice which sounded disgusting at first but then all of a sudden as I was passing them sounded really appealing.

My two favorite signs were,

“Go Random Stranger, Go!” and even better,

“Never trust a fart!” — So fitting for runners.

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^^Crossing the finish line like a boss!

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^^Go ahead and just hum the Rocky song here for full effect.

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^^Darla got some amazing burst of energy and actually sprinted over the finish line.

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After crossing the finish line, everyone was handed their medal, a bottle of water, a bottle of Gatorade, and led towards the refreshments. On the way was the first aid tent where I waddled like a cowboy and got some vaseline to soothe my wounds.

Darla met me right outside the refreshment line. While she went to the bathroom, I collapsed onto a weird spacey trash bag blanket thing (you know what I’m talking about?) and immediately took of my shoes. And then I couldn’t really find the energy to put them back on.

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Our little refreshment boxes had chips and nacho cheese and Oreos which sounded super unappealing. But they also came with bananas and apple sauce which also sounded terribly unappealing but Darla made me eat them anyways.

When we finally managed to get up and go back to the car, we decided that if we went back to my Uncle’s apartment we’d lay down and never make it back to Disneyland. Which would be awful since we did buy 3-day park hopper tickets. So we took a little break sitting in the car for a while and then went to Downtown Disney where we bought overpriced yoga pants (since we were basically naked) and flip flops and made our way to Disneyland.

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^^Chillin’ in the car.

We stayed in Disneyland ALL. DAY. LONG. By that evening we were ridiculously slap happy. Like laughing at everything. And I mean everything. In line for Pirates of the Caribbean at the end of the day, we realized we had been awake for 20 hours. 20!

We had a super yummy dinner but ended up sitting on the porch of the restaurant because we didn’t want to wait forever for a table inside. And unfortunately it was super cold and we were still basically naked in our running gear.

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^^Just so tired. So much sleepiness. Also, the server gave us warm towelettes and we promptly put them in our shirts. Because brr.

At the end of the trip we decided to keep doing Disney races together and involve our families. But only sometimes. Because sometimes it’s just nice to have a weekend at Disneyland with your bestie and without your kids.

Stay tuned for all the exciting adventures of our Disney trip aside from the race itself!

 

 

 

 

Bossy’s Losing it: Strict for the win

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As I mentioned in my last Bossy’s Losing it post, I am trying to get back on the losing track and remember why I’m doing this in the first place. In an effort to break all those bad eating habits I had developed over the course of a couple of months of not caring what I was eating I made a crazy strict schedule for myself of when I was allowed to eat.

I know, it sounds kind of weird and restricting but that’s exactly what I need. Think about it this way: I’m an eater. I eat when I’m bored or happy or sad or lazy. It’s my default and it’s something I’m trying to beat. If I had a job with regular hours I’d be busy doing things and wouldn’t have the option of just walking into the kitchen whenever I want. I’d have to pack food for the day and when that food was gone I’d have to stop eating. But I’m at home all day with two kids who frequently put me through all the emotions that make me want to eat. And the kitchen is right there.

So I had to restrict myself. I not only set certain times of day that I could eat, but what point allowance I had for that meal/snack. (Point allowance is weight watcher speak for how much I could eat. Kind of like counting calories).

It’s been two weeks and it’s actually going really well. I do a lot less mindless snacking and a lot more finding things to do during the day other than eat when I’m bored.

The only time I got into trouble is when I took a crossfit class and didn’t have another meal for like 3 hours. I was starving and then maybe over ate a tad. But it’s all a learning process.

I even lost 1.5 lbs. Back on track and I’m feeling great about it. Now wish me luck, because I’m running my half marathon tomorrow!! Eeee!!

Evelyn’s Potty Training Timeline

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September: At 25 months, show interest in small plastic potty that parents bought with absurd optimism 7 months ago.

Day 1: Immediately master bladder control and only have one accident on the tile where it is easy to clean up. Convince parents that you are already potty trained. Accept mass amounts of chocolate and rewards for being such a “clever girl to pee all by herself.”

Day 2: Poop on the carpet. Giggle behind mom’s back as she mutters about the price of said new carpet. Accept more mass amounts of chocolate for peeing in the plastic potty. Watch lots of episodes of Daniel Tiger and Elmo using the potty. Decide that you’ve outgrown the word “potty” but nod every time mom uses it, in order to get more chocolate.

Day 3: Have no accidents causing mom to rejoice and think she has successfully followed the guide to potty train you in three days. Accept more chocolate.

Day 4: Poop on the carpet.

Week 4: Go on a road trip and have no accidents, all 5 days.

Week 5: Refuse to even walk into the bathroom. Pee everywhere except the toilet.

Week 6: Give mom a false sense of security by not having accidents for three straight days. Pee in the toy aisle of Target when she forgets a change of clothes.

Month 3: Refuse to poop on the potty. Secretly despise the word potty. Leave rabbit like pellets rolling all over the house and nonchalantly hand them to dad when he’s not paying attention.

Month 5: Remember that you used to get chocolate for using the potty. Have accidents until parents remember and feed you mass amounts of chocolate.

Month 8: Periodically scream and throw fits when mom takes you to the potty. Lay on the floor of the bathroom and pee in pants. Scream the loudest when brother is napping in the next room. Demand to take mom’s smart phone to the potty. Stay on the potty for hours with said phone.

Month 10: Start peeing in pants again, just to keep parents guessing. Rejoice when they offer you big-ticket toys for staying dry all day. At this rate, you could keep this going for years…..

 

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Seriously though, when I read about my friends and they’re 3 day potty success I want to curl up into a ball and die. Potty training is literally the. worst.

How to Host a Jamberry Party

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Welcome friend. Today on Bossy Jocie we will delve into the exciting world that is Jamberry nail wraps. Before we get started, a brief questionnaire that will help you decide your future with Jamberry.

Questionnaire:

001 Are you physically or do you identify as or with a female??

002 If you answered no to 001, have you ever met a female??

003 Do you enjoy looking your best??

004 Do you have hands??

005 Do you have feet?

If you answered any of the questions above, GREAT NEWS! Jamberry is for you, my friend!

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Jamberry nail wraps are gorgeous wraps for your fingernails and toenails. They are applied with heat and pressure and last for two weeks (up to 6 on toes) without chipping or dry time! They have approximately a bajillion designs (including a collection by Disney, WHAT?!) so there is something for everyone. PLUS, this is huge, you can design your own wraps!! Need I say more?

So are you ready to delve into this Jamberry journey but don’t know where to get started? Why not throw a Jamberry party!

Uhm what?

A Jamberry Party!

A Jamberry party can be online (Facebook) or in home. Your party will include games, prizes, demos and even freebies for you and your friends.

Reasons to host a Jamberry party:

  • Girls night in
  • Spa night
  • Get ready for an event
  • Bridal party or gift for bridesmaids
  • Birthday party (there are wraps for tiny fingers too!)
  • Just because you want to!

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To host an in-home Jamberry party it’s as easy as 1-2-3!

001 Invite your friends and tell them how fun it will be!

002 Straighten your house and make some snacks.

003 Hang out and play games while I do demos and give out prizes!

BONUS! Get rewards from all the orders from your party!

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To host an online Jamberry Party it’s as easy as having a computer or smart phone:

001 Invite your friends to the Facebook page

002 Comment on my posts and tag your friends

003 Post pics of your favorite wraps

BONUS! Get rewards from all the orders from your party!

Have Questions?

Vintage Tea Party Photo Shoot

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A couple of weeks ago, I had the opportunity to be part of a gorgeous stylized Mother’s Day photo shoot collaboration. My good friend Megan of Wild Rose House set up the whole shoot, found all the contributors and styled the whole thing! She does amazing work as a florist and styling photo shoots. I am still so impressed with how it turned out!

 

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Megan asked me to do nails for the shoot and I was more than happy to oblige. Then, as it turns out, she asked Evelyn and I to model in the shoot too! It was such a blast and I got some beautiful photos of my sweet daughter and I that I will treasure forever.

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Janessa, of JMarie Photography and Design, was so good with the girls. I was so impressed by Janessa’s skill in getting the girl’s attention and engaging them so they had fun and smiled pretty for the camera. I mean, have you ever seen so many little girls cooperating all at once?!

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All the models in the shoot are good friends of mine. We met several years ago doing a play group and have stayed close ever since. It was so fun to get to do the shoot with them. We got some momma pampering by Bree and McKenzie, a much-needed gift for moms who are always on the go to keep up with kids. We even got to shop for our dresses together at the Dress Collective. It was a little throw back to getting ready for prom with all my girls! Nothing brings you closer together faster than sharing a teeny dressing room with three other girls.

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The tea party set up was something straight out of a romantic fairytale. Megan definitely has the artistic eye. She was able to find contributors for each of the tiny details. Everything from the china to place card calligraphy was provided by a skilled vendor. Each place setting was carefully completed with a stack of china plates, a linen napkin and a teacup on top framed by gorgeous gold utensils.

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As we sat down, we couldn’t help but feel like we had been transported into a storybook land where dining rooms are nestled in the shade of the forest and tables are always decorated with decadent flower cakes. Every where you glance on the table reveals a new bright color of flowers tucked into teacups.

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We all laughed as we played pretend with these cute little girls who were elated to be at a real tea party. We clinked tea cups and spoke in silly British accents. We asked, “How’s the crop?” and “Have you been to any good cricket tournaments?” It was a jolly good time and a great opportunity to play with our sweet daughters.

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We couldn’t keep the girls away from the cupcakes for too long and they were ecstatic to inhale every last crumb. And immediately afterward proceeded to run off and chase each other in a fit of giggles, leaving us moms to make our own hilarity.

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It was a beautiful tea party, thanks to everyone involved and such a blast to be part of. I can highly recommend any of the vendors. See below for a full list and enjoy the photos!

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Mr. Penumbra’s 24 Hour Bookstore: Book Review

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Summary

The Great Recession has shuffled Clay Jannon away from life as a San Francisco web-design drone and into the aisles of Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore. But after a few days on the job, Clay discovers that the store is more curious than either its name or its gnomic owner might suggest. The bookstore’s secrets extend far beyond its walls.

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Review

I picked up Mr. Penumbra’s 24 Hour Bookstore as I was headed to check out my books at the library. The bright cover caught my eye and the title hooked me immediately. Why would you need a 24 hour bookstore? Who is going to a bookstore at all hours of the night? Surely it’s a front for something, right? (I mean all 24 hour establishments are. Obviously.) Whoever said you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover is very wrong. How else do you decide to read it?

This book is full of mystery and intrigue from the moment you open the front cover. The language is easy to read but it delves into deeper meaning that keeps the reader enthralled making it more than superficial entertainment.

With a mixture of love and mystery, this novel falls into the “this is life” genre (patent pending). It’s the story of one man who finds himself out of work and ends up with a job in a place that even he doesn’t understand. But the night shift at a 24 hour bookstore is full of mysteries just waiting to be uncovered.

The story explores the dichotomy between electronic words on devices and computers and the physical printed word. Which is better? Is there a compelling argument for sticking with the physical books of the past?

Each character in this book is full of quirks and excitement; even the smallest of supporting roles. This story will have you thinking, feeling, imagining, and wondering. All reasons to make Mr. Penumbra’s 24 Hour Bookstore next on your reading list.

VERDICT: READ IT!!

Disneyland with a Toddler

Remember back when I went to Disney World when Evelyn was a baby and I said, “Taking babies to Disney World sucks, don’t do it”? Well…Oops, I did it again. And boy did I learn a lot.

This time we went to Disneyland instead of Disney World, so smaller area to cover, less overwhelming right? Wrong. The toddler was a lot more work than the baby on this vacation.

Evelyn is almost 3 and Remington is 9 months. Why was she harder? She doesn’t take naps in the stroller. She wants to run around. She can voice her opinions. Rem will just sleep. Which is awesome.

We bought a three day ticket, non park hopper. My plan of attack was to get to Disneyland when it opens to beat the bulk of the crowd and it worked really well. The first day we were there from about 8:30am to 8pm. Both kids were SO ready for bed by the time we made it back to our hotel. However, in trying to replicate the “get there early” plan for day 2, there was a lot of crying and whining and general tantrums. We had to actually wake Evelyn up to go to the park and she was really enjoying her sleep. We left the park early on day 2, around 4 pm and figured day 3 would be even shorter and more low key. I think we spent a grand total of 3 hours in the park on day 3. Totally worth the hundreds of dollars we spent on the tickets. And I didn’t even get a corn dog. But I digress.

In retrospect, these are my tips for planning a Disney trip with a toddler:

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Plan Ahead!

I genuinely enjoy planning Disney trips. I like to pick out the restaurants I want to go to and figure out where we’ll need fastpasses and decide what part of the park we’ll start at and where we’ll end up. This is really helpful to make the most of your time there. It will keep you from going back and forth all over the park all day. A little research on the best restaurants in each area of the park will help you decide where to eat whenever hunger hits you.

If there are characters your kids want to meet, it’s definitely easiest when you are one of the first in line and you don’t have to wait forever. Look up the schedules online and plan around that.

Buy Souvenirs Beforehand

A couple of weeks before our trip, I hit up Target, Walmart and even Dollar Tree, to stock up on souvenirs for the trip. It worked out so perfectly! They were great bribery (Don’t cry, have a toy) I wasn’t sad when they got lost (That Elsa keychain only cost a dollar, so no big deal that you dropped it within seconds of me handing it to you.) And when she did decide to wander through one of the shops and found a stuffed Elsa she just had to have, I coerced her back to the stroller and handed her one from the backpack that I picked up at the Disney Store on sale before the trip.

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We also brought her princess dresses along with us and she had the option of changing outfits whenever she wanted throughout the day. Especially since we could put everything in the stroller and didn’t actually have to carry anything.

Get there Early/Leave Early

One of the best things we did was get to the park around opening. Most people on vacation want to sleep in (believe me, we did too) but by getting there early, we got to grab fast passes for the faster roller coasters for later in the day and hit a bunch of the little kid rides while they still had short lines.

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We were like 5th in line to see Elsa, 2nd in line to meet Aurora, and 2nd in line to meet Minnie Those line went much more smoothly than the 45 minutes we waited to see Snow White, Cinderella, and Ariel, or even Mickey (even though the Mickey line is pretty fun).

The only thing we should have done differently is not stayed so late. If we had shorter days, I’m sure the subsequent days wouldn’t have been so bad.

Use Rider Swap

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Oh my goodness, rider swap. Such a magical way to work the system without actually working the system. The idea of rider swap is that for any ride with a height requirement, one parent can wait in line, get a rider swap pass which they can give to the other parent which allows them (and up to 2 guests) to go to the fast pass line.

Now for the best way to use it to your advantage: It’s really best if you have a third adult with you who can help watch the kids, and therefore 3 tickets to use to get fast passes. You really only need one fast pass for each ride since your rider swap pass can get three people into the fast pass line. SO get one fast pass ticket and that person rides alone and gets a rider swap pass. Then, they give the pass to the other two people who head straight through the fast pass line. You can have three fast passes  for three different rides at the same time. Get it? It’s so great! We hardly had to wait it any lines.

It works really well in California adventure where some of the adult rides and kid rides are intertwined. So whoever is watching kids can take them on some rides or to see a character while the other people are on an adult ride. And the best part of rider swap, no expiration time.

Have a Rest Day

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Evelyn was so tired on day two, I really wish we had just spent that day hanging around the hotel, watching TV and playing in the pool and then gone back to the park on the third day. It would have given us all time to rest and recoup from walking around the park all day and Evelyn would have gotten some much needed sleep.

Keep the trip short

For a toddler, something like Disneyland is SO overwhelming! It’s like too much to handle all at once. Three days was just too many in the park. Two days would have given us plenty of time to do everything. And a rest day in between would have insured minimal tantrums from sleep deprivation.

Take advantage of Play Grounds

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When you have a toddler stuck in a stroller most of the day, the second you let them out, they are ready to RUN. I think Evelyn’s favorite part of the trip was the adventure trail in California Adventure. It was just a big playground with slides and tunnels and she didn’t have to wait in line for anything. Plus we could let Remi crawl around and get some energy out too.

 

Sidenote: It would also help if you go during a non-peak time. We didn’t really have a choice in our instance, but if you can manage it, it would make for much less lining waiting and much happier kids.

 

Going to Disney any time soon?? What are you doing to plan? What are you excited for?

Been with toddlers? What’s your advice??

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{That one time} Baby Jaguar got Lost

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If you have a toddler, there’s a fairly good chance that you’ve seen Go Diego Go. If you have, you probably know who Baby Jaguar is. Despite the fact that Evelyn loves Winnie the Pooh and Frozen and Sleeping Beauty, she has a stuffed toy that she has deemed Baby Jaguar and he is her absolute favorite toy in the whole world.

He comes everywhere with us. I can’t help but wonder if he’s a bit like Woody from Toy Story though, because he keeps getting lost. So now, I would like to present to you:

That one time Baby Jaguar got Lost

–written from Baby Jaguar’s perspective—

It’s quite apparent that all the other toys are jealous of me. I get to play with everyone. Evelyn likes to keep stories together so generally Olaf and Sven and Ana and Elsa play at the same time or Pooh and Tigger and Eeyore and Piglet. Except for me that is. I play with everyone. Evelyn takes me everywhere. I’ve gotten to see way more of the outside world than any of the other toys have but that hasn’t always been a great thing. Like a couple of weeks ago…

Evelyn dragged me out the front door and the warmth of the sun felt wonderful on my synthetic fur. She settled into one side of the big red stroller, next to the slobbery one, but soon decided that she didn’t want to hold me anymore. It’s okay. I know it can be tiring to hold a toy all the time. So I got comfy in the bottom of the stroller. But we were going faster than we had ever before. I tried to relax but as soon as a got comfortable there was a bump and I hit my head. I slid from side to side and got tangled in coats and blankets. I felt my stuffing rolling around in my head.

After a while, I tried to peek out of the basket and see what was going on. I climbed out of a tangle of blankets and all I could see was grass and cars speeding by. As I attempted to get my bearings we hit a big bump and then, all the moving stopped. I went into default mode and stayed as still as possible, just in case there were any people around. But when I finally got up to look, I was all alone. Evelyn and the big red stroller and even the slobbery one were nowhere to be found.

The sidewalk was rough under my feet and a couple of times I snagged them attempting to catch up and find Evelyn. Finally I gave up and laid down and waited. And waited. And waited. People and cars passed me but no one ever stopped. I eventually closed my eyes and tried feel the sun’s warm blanket instead of the cold sadness in my lonely heart.

But then, someone picked me up.

It was Evelyn’s daddy. He grabbed me and swiftly jogged to his truck. He tossed me into the passenger’s seat and away we zoomed. Before I knew it, we were in some store and Evelyn’s daddy placed me right into her arms. She hugged me so tight, I felt my stuffing starting to squeeze out of my ears. She held me safely under her arm and we ran everywhere! Sometimes she set me down so she could try on hat or a climb a ladder but I didn’t mind. We were reunited at last!

We went into an aisle filled with bags of all different shapes and sizes. Evelyn tried out a lot of the bags. There were even some with wheels on them! Those were Evelyn’s favorites. She even gave me a ride in one of them. She laid me inside and zipped it up tight. I couldn’t see anything but I could tell we were going fast. It was so fun! Sometimes we stopped but we always started going again, faster than before. Until we didn’t. I heard Evelyn crying and then I heard nothing at all. We didn’t move for a very long time.

After a while, I unzipped a tiny spot in the bag and peeked out. All I could see were legs and shoes walking around. I didn’t dare attempt an escape, in case I was spotted. I stayed inside that dark bag for so long. Just praying that Evelyn would save me. It seemed like forever before someone unzipped the bag. And there was Evelyn’s daddy again!

“I found him!” He exclaimed.

I looked around but I couldn’t find Evelyn anywhere. Then I noticed that Evelyn’s daddy was talking into one of those glowing squares that Evelyn stares at sometimes. It has moving pictures but I’ve never really understood the appeal.

Just like before, Evelyn’s daddy threw me into his truck, but this time we didn’t go find Evelyn. I stayed in the truck for a long time. It was so sad and lonely. I didn’t think I’d ever see Evelyn ever again. It must have been days before I saw Evelyn’s daddy get back in the truck (well..maybe one day). We drove again for a little while and before I knew it, he was giving me back to Evelyn.

“Baby Jaguar!! I saved you!” She said.

She gave me another big hug. I think she was so happy, she’ll never lose me again. Right?

Bossy’s Losing it: Redefining my WHY

Losing the baby weight this second time around has proven to be much harder than it was with Evelyn. I think with her I was just so eager to be skinny skinny skinny and I only had one baby’s schedule to deal with when trying to figure out meal planning, grocery shopping, and working out.

As you can tell from some of my past ‘Bossy’s Losing it’ posts, I have been back and forth this time. I’ll get some great motivation and lose a few pounds and then hit a bump in the road and end up right back where I started.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I need to do and where I need to be mentally to overcome this. Through this whole journey, my exercise has stayed pretty consistent. I’m still training for my half marathon and it’s going really well! The most I’ve run so far is 11 miles and it was hard but I did it. I’m feeling really good about my progress. The part that I can’t keep up with is what I’m eating.

I’ve been having a rough time with depression lately (another story for another time) and my go to is always food as a comfort. I’ve reached a point in my weight loss where I look good enough. And between my bad eating habits and my consistent exercise, I’ve been able to maintain a weight that’s about 10 lbs more than would be ideal.

So why is it so much harder this time? Why am I so okay with looking good enough? Why can’t I get my head back to where it was after I had Evelyn and stay on the track to weight loss success?

Ultimately it comes down to my WHY. Why am I losing weight? What is my motivation? For so long it was, “I want to look hot” “I want to rock a bikini” “I want people to be so impressed by how great I look” “I want to wear this type of outfit”. That may have worked when I lost weight the first time, but that kind of superficial thinking is obviously not sustainable. Wanting to look good can only get me so far.

So I’ve been trying to redefine my why. It can’t be all about looks because I look good enough. It can’t be based on what other people will think of me because doing something this hard for someone else won’t be worth it. I have to look past the initial weight loss. I have to think in the long term.

Redefining my WHY

This journey is becoming less about making the number on the scale go down, and more about developing a healthy lifestyle. I don’t want my entire life to be an inner struggle about what I can and can’t eat. I wan’t to develop a healthy relationship with food. I want to fuel my body for the kind of activities I enjoy. I want to stop eating so much that I feel sick. I want the things that I eat to give me energy and make me feel good, not guilty and depressed. I don’t want to be ruled by my cravings. I want to have the self discipline to tell my body what it wants, and not listen to the mindless cravings.

This is my new why. In 25 years, when my metabolism slows down, I want to have already overcome this bad eating habits and be able to easily maintain a healthy lifestyle. I don’t want to gain 40 lbs every time I’m pregnant because giving into my pregnancy cravings makes me happy. I’m prepared to treat my body like a two year old. Just because my daughter wants chocolate instead of a healthy lunch doesn’t mean I give it to her. I have to treat myself the same way. Just because my body wants something, doesn’t mean I’ll give in. It’s high time I learn some self discipline and control. Mind over matter.

 

So here we go. This journey isn’t over, and I don’t expect it really ever will be. Developing a healthy lifestyle and breaking a ton of bad habits won’t be easy, but I know it will be worth it in the end.