While we may live our lives day to day, we often throw in the back of our mind that “we” as a generation are known as millennials. We are grouped into one to form statistics such as “baby boomers”, our older generation. For those unfamiliar with the term millennial, it is the generation born around the 1980 somethings following into the 2000’s. Though we are all individuals, some things in our minds remain the same, according to most general statistics. Sometimes we have these lucid thoughts, but when said out loud to other millennial’s they seem far from that. They are actually normal thoughts for a millennial. Such as feeling as if we are brought here for a purpose, that we came into the world to do something.
Some have done the research, such as Simon Sinek on this explaining that we think this way because of our parenting or the way our generation was brought up. He explains we have been “dealt a bad hand” speaking about how we would get a trophy for participating and getting a trophy while coming in last “makes you feel worse”. He also explains how our parents would always tell us we were “special” making our transition into the real world difficult. Our transition left us feeling depressed, sad and lost.
Now I don’t believe we are just here to work nine to five’s but I do believe we go out of our way to look for something in all the wrong places. For example, we will go hangout with family and not set our phones down for a minute. We will be bored or frustrated and turn to our phones for comfort. While back in the day you would go to a person, speak about things and develop a relationship. With these things we are not developing relationships, we are not forming our own ideas and opinions.
According to many recent studies, the one thing that makes people the most happy is having strong, healthy relationships with your spouse, mother, friends, etc. Yet that is the one thing that we that we as millennials lack. We are more used to developing a relationship to recent technology than people, we want to be here for a purpose but we don’t want to work for it, we want it to come as easy as accepting a friend on Facebook but relationships take work and time. So instead of sitting there staring at your phone because everyone else was, try to spark up a conversation. Try to stay as engaged in your friends as you are to your Instagram likes, try to keep your phone in your purse at dinner and try to let your conversations flow with one another to form potential ideas. This will help us regain our purpose, and regain our future of success as millennials.
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Since diapers and wipes are crazy expensive, I did my fair share of shopping around for quality and price. I’ve tried Huggies, Pampers, Luvs and Buy Buy Baby Brand. I hated the quality of Luvs, I pulled the tabs off the diapers about 3 or 4 times before I gave up on them. I loved the Huggies and Pampers quality but they are almost double the price of the Buy Buy Baby brand. The Buy Buy Baby Brand I would compare to the Huggies, they are slightly stiffer but not to the point where they seem uncomfortable at all. I love the fact that they have the strip that turns from yellow to blue when its wet! The best part is I got this 152 count for $27! The wipes are great as well, they have unscented and senstive available, I like both, and 432 pack was only $11. Those are the regular prices, no coupons. You can actually sign up for Buy Buy Baby coupons and recieve 20% off and $5 off of the diapers and wipes (the coupons can be used for the Buy Buy Baby brand diapers and wipes but any other brands are excluded) on thier website. Just a heads up for moms trying to save money!
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He’s holding her tight under her arms as she sits in his lap, their eyes locked into one another. The happiness flows out of them as they both smile at each other, speaking in babble and wide eyed. The sight of this gives me an unexplainable feeling. I want to just take it all in, capture this memory and keep it in an open chest forever. To do so, I study every part of it. From the curves on their cheeks to the roundness of their lips. The placement of his large hands holding on for protection on her tiny torso. Her legs kicking with excitement as his eyes grow larger and their eyelashes just fluttering at each other. The blanket is fleece, white and blue sitting next to them both. The room is well lit, and the spotlight seems to be on them. It is a cold room but warm with love. In this moment I just see them, the heart of my life and the key to my happiness.
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I am feeling anxious and frightened as I wait out in the cold. My fingers tingling from the brisk breeze soaring through the air. My nose is cold and my ears are cold. I am now thinking I should have grabbed that hat and gloves I had my eyes set on for a moment before I left the house. Wishing now they were warm on my skin to make me feel comforted. I try to stay close by the fire but the moment I turn or step any direction, another part of me gets cold. The ground is soggy and went from frequent rain and my shoes are full of mud. As I stand next to my significant other I grab his hand for heat. It gives me a tingle throughout my body as his touch heats my palms, and I dont want to let it go.
I am suddenly forced from my warm spot, startled by a monster. Literally a monster, this place is filled with them. A haunted house of sorts, except the scary souls are scattered throughout the crowd waiting to go in as well. The adrenaline gets my blood rushing and I am balmy outside of my spot. Our friends gather as we decide to go through the haunted house, and by decide I mean we are fidgeting with each other on who will go first.
The introduction starts as the clown beats his bat to his hand and the creepy lady dressed in rags and crazy makeup hisses at us. Suddenly, theres an unworldly looking monster that rushes in to scare us and we all shout out with terror as he explains the three of them will be guiding us through the house. They explain that some people may be split up and we grasp each others hands for protection and catch each others eyes for the “please don’t leave me” look.
As we start to walk the lights turn down.. We are guided into a tight hallway and the lights go off, the creepy sounds are so loud we are unable to hear or see one another. We are all frightened by the doll popping out of the wall and our hands are lifted from each others grip and reached to gasp our mouths instead. Just as I felt my hands tear away I screamed louder knowing it was a mistake. The second we are torn from each other we are guided down different paths. I end up alone with a strobe light kicking on and off and no other lights, I keep catching glances of the scariest of things from flying ghosts to bloody zombies. All jumping out at me, hoping for a fright and they are getting it.
I am scared out of my mind, for two reasons and not the ones you would expect. Its not the freaky clowns following behind me or the random items falling from the ceiling, giving me just enough time to move without getting trapped by these things for the clowns to get me. But its the fact that I can not see, the strobing light has me blinded and I have only but a few moments to catch a glimpse of the way out before I can no longer see again. “What if I get trapped in here until closing?” I think to myself. “Then they will have a ball with me..” 😳.
Just as I am loosing all hope I am forced into what I thought was a wall but I fly straight out of the house back onto the wet ground. I could not be more happy to have my shoes covered in mud again. The rest of the group is out and gathered outside of the house, giggling and reenacting their experiences. As I am walking back up to them I can not help but think “Why do we do this each year just to have our adrenaline rushing our hearts out of our bodies.” But I still run to my friends to explain my story after I hear theirs..
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I updated an old table in my garage to put into Rosalie’s nursery, super easy and cool so I thought I’d share with you guys!
1. Find old table.
2. Sand it.
3. Clean it.
4. Polish it with plegde. (I did this because the wood I had was super dry and I new the paint would take extra coats if I didnt.) If your wood is not dry, you can skip this step.
4. I used some cheap large paint brushes from Micheals and acrylic paint. The top coat is Martha Stewarts chalkboard paint, I thought this would be fun to write notes
back and forth.
5. Paint with whatever colors you like, I recommend a warm, sunny day and leave it to sit outside until dry. Mine took about a half a day.
6. Then place in room and start writing on it with chalk! Such a fun piece!
Let me know your thoughts and how it works for you!