whole lotta lula and one perfect plaid pumpkin

I lula(ed) for the last three days straight. #wholelottalula
Friday night was a swap with four other consultants. Gave us a chance to freshen up our inventory and meet new people while we were at it. While all the women were nice enough, I especially liked one. It’ll be interesting to see if this new friendship develops. #lularoefriends
Saturday I photographed all the new merch. And today I returned as much to the racks as humanly possible.
When I finally loaded all the photos to my fb group page, let me tell you, the ladies were waiting like vultures! #lularoeobsessed
The new Carly dress has people absolutely salivating.
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Sold seven items just by posting photos of new inventory. And not everything that sold was new. It pays to create hype…I don’t feel like I’m adept at that…but I’m learning. And finding that it’s kind of fun.
I created several adorable outfits that can only be purchased as a whole. That Randy (the baseball tee) makes me swoon. Too bad it’s not in my size.
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Even went into the closet under the stairs to get props for an upcoming ‘holiday’ themed outfit and asked the question, “Any of you witches missing your hat?” #withesoflularoe
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I finally quit working today when I realize it was nearly 6:00 and I hadn’t eaten since 9:00 this morning.
We ran to the bookshop to capitalize on a special extra 20% off for members that expired today. (Members already get 20% off so this was an additional 20% for a total of 40% off my entire purchase.) I ended up finding everyone’s Christmas Eve book…well, everyone but YBW. But I have time…and I was famished!
We ran to Target for a couple things and I went absolutely mad over this plaid pumpkin!
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I mean, seriously. That pumpkin was made for me. #preppygirl
I’m ready for Autumn, y’all. Bring on the pumpkins. Bring on the leaves. Bring on the cool crisp air. Bring on the sweaters and jeans (and leggings) and boots. #falliswhereitsat

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thanks, Roald Dahl

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Like Matilda, I am not alone. For I have books-a-plenty.
Thanks, Roald Dahl for this hopeful and comforting message.

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note to self

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Words to keep me safe and sane in this dull gray time.
I laughed yesterday for the first time in (I honestly don’t know how many) days. And I mean really laughed. A great big cackle from deep in my belly. I was on the phone with my sister in law and nephew and niece.
I learned an important lesson today: Sometimes the phone rings when you need it to. Answer it.

I shall remember to breathe.
This is me breathing…
I shan’t drown in my own storm.
I have faith. I trust.
Like Peter Pan, I believe firmly that all the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.
How about a little sprinkle my way?

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going through the motions

I have friends who’ve recently expressed their joy at my being in their lives. That I bring light and love and colors dancing into their worlds.
It should be a lovely feeling, knowing that I’m positively impacting the lives of people I care about. Only right now, I’m not feeling it.
I am not feeling terribly colorful at all.
Mostly I feel gray. I feel gray and dull. No color in my world. No sparkle.

I hardly even have the emotional energy to write this blog post.
I went to bed at 5:00 yesterday afternoon and woke about 7:30 this morning.
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Sleep isn’t the answer.

I don’t know where my energy goes.
Is there some weird sort of vampiric thief of my positive energy? Something that sucks all the colors from my world? Is the energy I put out into the world simply consumed?
I’ve always felt what I put into the world comes back at me magnified. Therefore loads of sparkling color should be coming back at me.

I wrote recently about my intention for my life. I wrote of love. That I intend to live my life with love. That was the last time I felt truly positive. That isn’t to say I haven’t had moments of enjoying life, because I have…but there is an overall sense of nothing that’s bigger than the moments I’m engaged in something or with someone.

I’m apprehensive about using the word depression. But it seems to me it’s the word that makes the most sense. I’m not ‘just sad’. I feel numb. Though when I do feel, sadness is something that bubbles up to the surface. I know enough about depression to know what I’m feeling is something other than ‘just sad’. I’ll be journaling about this.

I don’t want to be an empty shell of a girl.
I want to be all fiery red hair and sassy verbiage and intentional love.

Like Buffy, I’m weary of going through the motions.

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rainy morning Rufus

It’s pouring with rain this morning. We need it desperately, so I’m not complaining. But the gray morning makes me inclined to listen to a certain kind of music. This morning, I’m listening to Rufus Wainwright’s album Poses as I get ready to start my day.
Here’s a little California for y’all.
Please listen responsibly.

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dem bones

To thrive in life you need three bones. A wishbone. A backbone. And a funny bone. ~ Reba McEntire

This makes such sense to me!
I mean really. So. Much. Sense.

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A “wishbone” is your imagination. Your hopes and dreams and desires. Can’t go anywhere in life without these. Well I guess you can, but you’ll be wandering…faithless and directionless like the Israelites . And nobody wants that. Dreams are what makes your life worth the Journey.

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A “backbone” is your gumption. Your stubbornness that fuels you for the Journey of your life. Your ability to stand up for what’s right. Your strength to carry on when you want to lay down the mantle and rest.

funny-bone

A “funny bone” isn’t really a bone at all, but you ulnar nerve. We all know it’s not funny when you whack it. In this case, your funny bone is your sense of humor. Your ability to laugh your way through the Journey of your life.

A part of me feels as though a funny bone is the most important of the three. Though I suspect that argument could be made for each of these bones. Actually, the more I think about it…each one of these bones is the most important.
Without your wishbone, you’d never desire more. You’d never want to learn or do or become anything at all. A wishbone is invaluable when it comes to imagining…well, anything really. Without imagination, the Journey of life would be lacking.
Without your backbone, you’d not have the will to make the Journey of life. A backbone helps you be resourceful. It gives you the strength you need to help yourself, and those you love.
Without a funny bone, you couldn’t find the humor in the Journey of life. And we all know life is at the very least amusing. I firmly believe you’ve got to be able to laugh at the bad things as well as the good.

The Journey of life is tricky. It can be good. It can be bad. It can be indifferent. But with the right tools, you can thrive. Just remember these three things:
You gotta dream.
You gotta be capable.
You gotta laugh.

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do it anyway

This right here.
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This has taken me a lifetime to truly understand.
A lifetime to understand how to actually ‘do it anyway’.
If I’m anything it’s stubborn. Sometimes stubborn is tenacious…but only when you’re using that stubbornness as motivation to keep ‘doing it anyway’.
Being tenacious doesn’t mean I’m not frightened sometimes.
Fear will always try to drive. I say, make that bitch ride in the back and ‘do it anyway’. You never know what surprises await you.

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clouds at the end of the day

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Can I please stay in the clouds forever?
‘Cause I really like it here
Can I please stay in the clouds forever?
‘Cause I really like it here

If they can see what I can see
If they can hear what I can hear
If only they can see what I can see
They would really like it here

Just look at everything in front of you
Then look from above
Just look at everything in front of you
Then look from above

Come and please stay in the clouds forever
You would really like it here
Come and please stay in the clouds forever
You would really like it here

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love light is the best magic

“We do not need magic to change the world. We carry all the power we need inside ourselves already: we have the power to imagine better.” J.K. Rowling

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This quote is from her 2008 Harvard commencement speech,’The Fringe Benefits of Failure, and the Importance of Imagination’.

I wonder sometimes if we’re put in people’s lives to be the light that shows them their own particular magic. To show them the power to imagine better is already within.
Surely there are people who’ve come into, and some who’ve come and gone again from my life that provided that light for me.
I may have even learned how to do it for myself.
I know that I’ve been that someone for people in my life. It is an honor without the fear of overwhelming responsibility. Because you see, being the light that shows someone their own magic, is simply being yourself. You’re not in charge of that other person’s well being. That’s their responsibility. You just be you and let your light shine.
Love is light. So by simply loving someone, you light the undiscovered parts of them, where they find the power to imagine better for themselves and the world around them.
What better magic could there be?

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words to live by

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I strive to remember this every single day.
I’m a raging control freak!
I need to control my own environment. I have to control what goes on around me so I remain safe and sane.
I’m learning to breathe more and worry about controlling what happens less.
I’m learning to trust the process. I’m learning the Journey is at least as important, if not more so important than the Destination.
I’ve mastered trusting my gut.
And the rest will follow…because I trust myself.

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