Hey-o! It’s only taken me 23 days since my last shoot to finally get down to the nitty gritty. TWENTY THREE WHOLE DAYS. That is INSANE on so many levels. Clearly we are all in this together and the pain & aggravation it causes the breadwinners forced to stay home, the sadness it brings the high school seniors missing out on memories that will never be presented again, or the birthday’s celebrated in near silence. The list goes on. We have all more than likely hit the bottom one way or another. Personally for me I didn’t mind hearing I was forced to stay in for the short time being. Two weeks. I can totally do this. After all I have a never ending to do list, four kiddos whom will never receive the entirety of attention they deserve from me, and lastly, a simple mental break. Who doesn’t need a mental break. What was going on in the world was unpredictable & very scary so why not just stay home and soak it in for two weeks.
Fast Forward to April 2, 2020.
What feels like EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD has been cancelled. I mean they even cancelled sports. I didn’t even know that was possible, not to mention what, the last time they “shut down sports” was World War II or something? ( Don’t quote me, quote my second oldest) none the less here we are.
In these 23 days I have I have laughed, I have pouted, I have complained, I have cried, and mostly I have LOVED. I have relaxed. I have tried to reflect. I have failed at emails & work because children come first, and they know that.
I have learned how to braid both Elsa & Anna Braids, they look terrible & all my stylist pals would laugh to no end, but the boss, aka Remi Jayne, whom by the way turned 3 (which = 18 in bossy youngest child world) LOVES those braids & demands them. I am being literal with the demanding part.
We have learned which president is on every single bill, even the $2 bill. We have learned at which age Jesus was crucified. We have learned the names of all the tanks used in every war. We have completed one 750 piece puzzle, started & stopped a 1500 piece puzzle, & now started another 750 piece puzzle. We have put together Remi Jayne’s Frozen II puzzle 257 times and counting. Currently switching it up with Truck puzzles that each miss at least one piece.
Through all of this time of thinking & reflecting ( and cleaning out bins, finishing a basement, & BEING HOME ) I was trying to think of what I wanted to do, you know for work. Clients are sparse, and the few previews I could have given I just didn’t have the creativity there to even comment. I was feeling so blah … hence why it has taken me 23 days to get my butt in gear.
So with design running heavy in my veins, a new business venture put on pause yet anxiously awaiting for things get back to the ” New Normal” I have decided to share what we have been working on. It gives me an excuse to get the camera out. Get the words flowing. It gives me inspiration. This is for me, and although I would feel honored if anybody read these silly blogs, got a smile out of the psychotic yet lovable life we live, or even related in the slightest… then I have done well. Since we will be locked in for a bit of time yet I decided to just break it up and let’s smother social media with positive vibes, crazy kids, & real life.
So Introducing you to Miss Remi Jayne’s Roost.
She loves it. We love it.
Anybody who has been to my home knows white is how we roll, so to finally have a daughter and paint BLACK on her wall, let’s be real… Clint here thought I had finally lost the last marble.
I like to call it BOLD. Just like the little blonde beauty that resides in it.
PSA: This is why her room looks so in order …
She is too busy bossing her brother’s around & destroying public property.
And yes. That is the look she gives when she is busted.