Tuesday Style: Neutral Winter

Tuesday Style


Well, it’s still cold outside, I guess for a Florida girl. I actually don’t mind it at all, because it warms up in the 70’s by lunch. North Florida weather is so perfect, because you can dress like it’s winter in the morning, and be in your favorite pair of shorts and flip flops by late afternoon.

Guys, I really enjoy these shoes. I saw them for the first time in TJ Maxx in September of 2012. They were 24.99, which is not bad at all for shoes, but it kinda is for me. I really can’t justify spending money on clothes or shoes most of the time when we gotta pay da bills and keep Abe’s tummy happy with healthy foods. I don’t mind it much anymore, because I’ve been able to break a terrible addiction to shopping (which most of you don’t know about) and it allows me to get creative with my wardrobe.

So I waited.

I waited and waited and waited. Each time I went back to the store, they were still there, and they were still $24.99.

Well, I ended up getting a little over $100 in TJ Maxx gift cards for Christmas, so what was the first thing I did the day after Christmas?

You guessed it. And here they are, with the rest of my ensemble this morning.

Most outfits I manage to  get on each morning are pretty lame and/or scary, so I was proud of myself for throwing this together last minute today. I like that neutrals, grays and blues are in right now, so I just went with it.

Have you ever waited it out for a piece of clothing/shoes that you just had to have?

Deny-ers and Obsess-ers

There are going to be some days when I completely fail as a mother.

This is true for all of us, but what really gets under my skin is moms who don’t believe this could ever be so for them. Or at least they wouldn’t ever admit it out loud.

But it shouldn’t get under my skin, which probably means there’s a little bit of that “denial” in me too.

When we deny that we fail, we will stay in that failure, and the same goes true when we obsess over failure.

I usually lean towards the obsessing. I don’t like when I fail. I’ll admit that I do it, but boy does it crush me. It can get me down so bad that I don’t even want to get out of bed.

My fleshly pride is disappointed in myself for not living up to it’s expectations of excellence and perfection, because now it has nothing to boast about.

If you want, read that last sentence out loud.

Pretty vile, huh?

It’s true for you too.

Don’t think you deny-ers are getting out of this one. That same fleshly pride tells you that there’s no way you have failed, because you are just so awesome. It’s your kids or your husband that suck! That pride makes sure that vulnerability and confession stay far far away.

Go ahead, read that out loud too.

Cause that’s probably also true for you as well.

I know it is, because I know it of me. And at the end of the day, we are all the same human-y humans.¬†Coming from a home where one parent denied failure and the other one drowned himself in it, neither of these is going to be good for your children. (disclaimer- I love my parents, and my mom and I are working on things together. At the end of the day, I’m responsible for my actions- no one else.)

Stop denying your failures, and learn from them.

Stop obsessing over your failures, and learn from them.

At the end of the yucky day, confess, repent, and resolve to start over tomorrow.

I promise you, your children (or spouse, friends, co-workers, team members, community group, etc) will watch how you handle failure. Use it as a tool for grace, learning and the gospel.

Its not even 10 yet. You still have time to start the day over.