My favorite set of signs!
Heartbreakers is a “gentlemen’s club” (because you know, true gentlemen are proud members 🙄 #okimdone )
Of course, right behind the strip club💔 sign is a billboard with directions to a Christian center!😜😂
I would pass these signs every time I went to the mall😂
Sometimes.. I miss that tiny one bedroom apartment centered in between Houston and Galveston..
As I currently have cows staring inside my kitchen window 😂🙈
I’m like a little kid, I make sure those signs are still standing strong beside each other every single time I pass by.
Happy International Day of Happiness!
Happiness is the state of being happy, but what is “being happy”?
Happiness seems like something everyone is after, yet so many of us lack that desired secret of achieving happiness. Between the self-help books and online gurus, it’s pretty clear happiness is key, but where is that key hiding?
Do we portray happiness as some sort of magical destination? Do we search for that destination using the maps we’ve generated from conducting what others tell us about their idea of happiness, as we attempted to learn the “secrets” and shortcuts to being happy?
What if true happiness isn’t as complex as we believe it is? What if we stop searching for the destination and realize the key has been right under our nose the entire time?
My formula for happiness was success + wealth + possession=happiness
Guess what? I found myself going to school for something I hated, because the starting salary was much higher.
I worked non-stop making sure my bank account never went underneath a certain amount, and that I could purchase whatever overly priced handbag, outfit, and vehicle I wanted. I became a people pleaser who would do what others wanted so I could impress them.. my idea of what it took to reach destination Happiness redirected me to the completely opposite side of the map I was traveling on.
I lost myself, my purpose, my voice, and my sense of direction along the way.
I am so thankful though, because along the way, I met some incredible people who I never would have had the opportunity to meet otherwise. Because of these people, I was able to learn that happiness comes from within.That success does NOT equal happiness, but rather Happiness attracts Success.
Gratitude is something that has changed my “why me” / “my life sucks” attitude and replaced it with seeking out the positive in everyday situations. It has taught me that to every lesson there’s also a (hidden) blessing, and from that mindset shift alone, I started to learn a lot about myself. I learned that happiness is an inside job, and when you focus on you, amazing things begin to happen in your life!
How do you know when a Thriver has a concussion? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
When they are feeling fatigue and take not only one nap, but TWO NAPS within a day!
#mylifeunedited Two evenings ago I was exhausted before dinner, as I was sacked out on my couch, in sweats, applying pressure onto ribs. I was so ready to go to bed, even though the sun had YET to set.🙈
I learned how to pop my own ribs back in place the other night.😂 not that it was hard or anything, just adding it to my credentials💁🏻♀️
When it comes to my body, I’m always like: let me just see if I can fix it first.
Anyone else though, I’m like AH DON’T MOVE!! 👩🏻⚕️
I wish I had a cool story, but I don’t. My life is kinda lame. I’m not yet to the laughing point about the other night.
Okay, I lied.. I actually told my sister that if I died, (JOKINGLY-I’m pathetic, I know!) to make up a cool story about how my ribs dislocated, my back got bruised as well as the front of my hip bones, and how I got my first concussion!😂😜
Spoiler Alert: it wasn’t my fault. BUT fighting a Texas Long Horn to save a puppy just sounds way cooler though, right? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Are you really still reading this?
Well, I hope you have a lovely Sunday! 🤗
So where am I going with this? -> Oh yeah, that it’s totally ok to sleep with a concussion, as long as the person isn’t like completely out of whack. I mean, obviously if it was at that point, I’d hope the person would be under professional care.
But I remember being younger and told not to go to sleep after hitting your head. Y’all, that’s the first thing I wanted to do the other night. And felt like doing all day yesterday. And last night.
But I hate it! I remember a few years ago, just praying Ella would take another nap so I could sleep! I never wanted to leave my bed!
Now, I’m like.. super antsy from being bored and mad at myself for being unproductive and wasting time sleeping.
So, this morning I’m reflecting back on how much my life has changed mentally, physically, and spiritually, over these past few years. #gratitude#selfdevelopmentjunkie#selfdevelopmentjourney#thrivingmom
I love this quote!
Are you where you want to be in life?
I know I am nowhere near the destination of where I want to be in life.
Is it overwhelming looking ahead? At times, abso-freakin’-lutely! But I’ve learned that giving up will not get me there any faster.
I may have a ton of work ahead of me, but I am so thankful I am no where near where I started.
Everyday, I’m growing as a person.
Everyday, I’m taking an extra step up that mountain.
Everyday, I am thankful!
It’s an amazing feeling to reflect back and realize not that long ago, I was praying for the things I have now.
Not that long ago, I was praying to become the person I am growing into today.
And that fact that I am no where near where I am heading in life definitely motivates me to keep on going.
My kid is a total gaming geek.. whenever I let her be! (I know, I know, technology and kids.. 🙄 she is limited! Don’t worry! She still prefers being outside! )
She seriously can pick up a new game and within a short period of time, you’d swear she had played that game many times before.
On normal days, I’m not a fan of tvs at all! I feel like it’s a waste of time. I’ve never been into video games either. I mean, I’m currently the best Donkey Kong player #supernintendo in my house but that’s about the only game I ever actually enjoyed playing.. as a kid and every now and then today 😜
Over the last 2 days, I’ve spent 4 hours playing a “video game” with Ella. 4 hours is more than I’ve spent on playing Donkey Kong & Words with Friends combined, over the course of this past year! Lol It’s seriously the best game though and I totally regret not buying it sooner! 💃🏻
Playing Just Dance on the #nintendoswitch with Ella has seriously been the best part of my day, those past 2 days.
#JustDance is the only game, other than #donkeykong that I have actually played with Ella and the only game I totally approve of her “playing” 💪🏼
Not to mention, it has also been counted as a decent workout.. according to my #applewatch ⌚️
Seriously, my face is drenched in sweat. So.. I may or may not have skipped running 🙈
🏃♀️ And I may or may not be planning on playing this again today with her! 💃🏻 #thrivingmom#motherdaughterduo
“Hey mom.. LOOK! It’s your favorite. Go eat that seaweed.” -ELLA!👱🏻♀️
My kid always has something to say about seaweed. I’m not sure if telling her she was eating seaweed had a shocking impact on her brain or what, but anytime I have seaweed, she always has some random little comment.
I overheard her talking at gymnastics camp one time. You know when you’re walking in to pick up your kid, and you can hear their voice just chatting away, so you kinda just slow down to see what they are chatting about? Yes.. No.. Maybe so?
Ha, my child is so random, so I definitely am curious what she chit chats about.
Anyways, I overheard her tell another kid “My mommy eats seaweed! I’m like YUCK! Get that fish food away from me! If I was a mermaid, maybe I’d like it. My moms not even a mermaid. She just likes eating fish food” 😂
Hi, I’m Jennifer💁🏻♀️
For some reason, I told my little gymnast that I never learned how to do a backhand spring..
I also promised her that once she begins learning how, I’ll let her “coach” me so I can also learn.😐
Y’all, I can run in 90 degree weather and my #DFT doesn’t run sweat. Just to give you an example of how freakin’ intense her “training” is.. my body has been more sore than it was from the Insanity the Asylum workouts! I mean, the other night my arms were sweating as she kept telling me to “USE YOUR MUSCLES!” 🙈😂
Have you ever had a 6 year old keep a serious straight face, firmly tell you to “USE YOUR MUSCLES”? I have, as I was trying to kick up my first back walkover in like a decade! ..it was almost intimidating😂
I can’t back out now though! I always try my best to make sure she knows that she is capable of achieving anything she puts her mind to. I try to teach her the importance of staying true to her commitment, the power of persistence, and we repeat her favorite saying several times a day: “practice makes perfect!”
And you know what, she’s been there to “encourage” me as well. I mean, after she told me to use my muscles, I definitely did kick over 😂😂
As her #1 fan, role model, and her mother, it’s my job to make sure she knows the importance of her mental power and the importance of staying committed to her goals. And the only way I can preach that to her, is if I demonstrate it myself. So, one day, I’ll be able to do a back handspring, because I have my mini watching me.
She’s teaching me to do back handsprings and I can only hope to be teaching her the importance of chasing after her goals regardless of what others may say or think. I’ve learned to only take advice from people I look up to, so if I expect her to take my advice, I better make sure I am becoming the role model I‘d want my daughter to become inspired by.
And yes, I am wearing a pink unicorn sweatshirt🦄 #imacoolmom 😜😂
God doesn’t make mistakes. He made me on purpose, he made you on purpose.
Humans make mistakes. But we humans are not mistakes.
I was reflecting back this morning, back to a lower time when part of me just didn’t care if I died. There.. I said it.
No, I wasn’t suicidal! I just didn’t seem to care if tomorrow ever came. I preferred sleeping away the day over being awake. I didn’t believe I had a purpose in this world. I felt like I was just a worthless “bitch” that couldn’t do anything right.
But for the most part, I was able to put on my fake smile and pretend everything was full of rainbows and butterflies!
I was always the person to listen to others, but never seemed to be allowed to have any problems worth “complaining” about myself. You know, that whole “your life doesn’t seem that bad- there are people way worse off than you” comments that interrupt you mid-sentence..
Since when is comparing problems with problems a thing?
What if we focused on helping other people rise up?
What if we let others know they have a purpose in this life?
——-> (No pity wanted- save the messages and INSTEAD tell someone in your life just how much you appreciate them!)
People around you can really make or break you. If you surround yourself with people who mistreat you, who tell you regularly how useless you are, who make you feel worthless on a regular basis.. Chances are you will start to believe you are worthless. You’ll start to believe those lies. And those lies are the furthest from the truth!
“In every situation, in every conversation, and in every moment that you begin to criticize yourself, you have a choice to fight for truth or give in to the lies.”
Fighting for the truth is worth every new uphill battle you’ll come across. Throughout the process, you’ll become stronger and you’ll realize that you definitely do have a purpose in this world.
Surround yourself with people who lift you up and let other people know that they are worthy.
Here is your reminder: you definitely do have a purpose in this crazy world. Now it’s your turn to let someone in your life know the same!
“OoooLaLa mom, I really like your MUMMIFIED PARASITES!” Ella told me as she pointed towards the pearl set I was wearing. 🙄😂
THANKS EL!! What a beautiful way to describe my favorite jewelry set😂
My child.. She’s witty.
She also has my sarcasm and a mature sense of humor. I like to blame it on intelligence.
Seriously, sarcasm, isn’t just a form of smart-assy-ness.
It actually has been studied by researchers at respectable universities such as Columbia and Harvard, where they have found a link between sarcasm and intelligence.💁🏻♀️😏
Oscar Wilde stated that sarcasm is “the highest form of intelligence.”
So the next time your kid or friend is being sarcastic, whisper to yourself “it’s a sign of intelligence..”😜
So I don’t get hate emails: (yes, that has happened before 🤔🤷🏻♀️)
-> Don’t confuse what I consider wittiness and sarcasm with misbehaving though. I do not encourage bad behavior.
—>ALSO to explain what I mean by her MATURE SENSE OF HUMOR: I’m referring to quick and clever comments that are more advanced than a young child’s knock-knock jokes! (Not like those dirty adult humor comments you discover later on in cartoons that make hour jaw drop)
The weekend always flies by! -says... not me!
Why do most of us dislike Mondays?
I remember sitting at home on Sunday evenings, just dreading school the next morning. -> Monday’s suck. —> I hate Monday’s!
Everybody always seemed to agree, right?
Our friends, our parents, heck even our teachers would make comments about Monday and it’s sucky-ness 😂
Lately, I’ve been trying to explain to Ella why time seems to go by quicker when she’s having fun, but super slow when she’s “bored” and/or waiting for something. Explaining that even though when comparing two situations, they don’t feel like the same measurement time-wise, that they are in fact they same. Time is time. Regardless of how quickly or slowly that 60 seconds seems to pass on by, it’s still the same measurable amount of time.
“But why does one go faster?” -Ella
“Why do we travel at night so we get to Michigan quicker?” 😐
Haha totally guilty! I always tell her if she takes a nap we’ll get wherever we’re traveling to a lot quicker🙈😂 #momlife
In my defense: She’s a backseat driver! Y’all, she told the police office one time that I was going 47 in a 45..
“I was like MAAAAAUUUUUUMMM, the sign says 45! 4-5! Not 4-7!” -Ella
Me: giving her THAT LOOK before turning to the police officer and smiling as I ask him “isn’t she cute?!”🙄
A N Y W A Y S . .
So why does Monday seem to come so quick, but Friday takes FOREVER to come back around?
Perhaps before we aren’t able to truly appreciate what we do? It’s a norm to dislike Monday’s. We grew up adopting that attitude of disliking Monday’s! Even though, in school, I feel like most of my tests were always on a Friday? Monday’s appeared to be more of a review day before getting into the new material for the week. Wouldn’t it make sense to dislike test days? 🤔
I love Monday’s now.. in case you did not already know 😜
Changing that attitude towards Monday has been a major shift.
Are you surrounded by people who dislike Monday? I know I’m not the only one who would spend Sunday evening dreading the following day!
You know when you go into Target for like 2 things and end up trying to maintain your cool when the cashier gives you your total? 😂
Actually, that happens at like every single store, especially HEB Plus! My weakness🙈
I mean, come on!! A boutique inside a grocery store?! The only grocery store I’ve found outside of Houston to have a decent mini “Whole Foods” type section!
Anyways, while wasting time in Target the other day, I naturally wondered off into the tiny book section. These days, (how old does that make me sound?🙈) I enjoy being at Barnes & Nobles more than I enjoy shopping for clothes.
Except, Target has to do because there’s no Barnes & Noble nearby.
I miss the Houston area.
Nope, mindset shift.
I know I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.. in the middle of corn and cotton fields, with cows outside my window😂
I keep rambling on, don’t mind me. If you’re still reading this.. I hope you have a fantastic day! Seriously. I honestly hope you have a good day.
Back to the purpose of this caption.
I picked up a book I’ve never heard of before, called 100 Days to Brave by Annie F. Downs. Of course, I picked up the book and skimmed through a random page, which lead to me standing in the Target book aisle reading through a few more pages.
I wanted that book. But I put it back on the shelf. Why? Because I guess Target had me in Mommy mode and it wasn’t something I “needed”. But my child’s random toys from the $3 section were mandatory? 🤔 #momlife
Over the last few days, I’ve been thinking about that book. The reviews were amazing, yep.. I read reviews even prior to purchasing books.
Yesterday, I finally made it a priority to run back into Target and grab that book. That was the only thing I was purchasing from Target.
Well.. and some trail mix, because.. it just sounded good.
I’m currently obsessing over this book.
I know it’s a daily devotion book, but I’m the type of person who can’t just read one or two pages of a really good book.
I’ll continue on the daily schedule with this book, even if I finish the entire book by tomorrow.💁🏻♀️
Oh, and I highly recommend it.
Controlling my attitude is something I’ve struggled with throughout my life.
I learned to hide my feelings, bottle everything up inside, and when I was upset I’d either fake a smile or I’d stay quiet.... until I couldn’t take it anymore.
And I’ve been told recently that #restingbitchface never helped with my quietness. 🙈
As a result, my mind was filled with hurt and negativity.
I was forming myself into those negative emotions I had buried inside of me. My attitude was generated from what my mind was fed.
At 25 years old, I started to learn how to control my mental attitude. Honestly, this has been one the biggest struggles for me, but also one of the biggest blessings I could gift to myself.
Your mind is extremely powerful, your thoughts are a significant part of your life.
I wish I could say adopting a positive mindset was easy, and for some it may be, but for me it was a major challenge. This journey has required a great amount of self-discipline. I’m no where near where I plan to be..
This is just the beginning for me, but like Napoleon Hill stresses about in what I believe is one of the greatest books ever published, your mental attitude is extremely important and does attract your future outcomes.
So.. is your glass half full or half empty? •