tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460358598444081732024-03-12T22:39:58.594-07:00Hula Hooping in HeelsA Lifestyle BlogHeather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-58584153787748206702016-08-02T09:19:00.002-07:002016-08-02T09:19:50.168-07:00<a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/18166333/?claim=pfajyq87asx">Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a>Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-16776751252455013672016-06-03T08:38:00.000-07:002016-06-03T08:38:29.865-07:00Currently Reading<div style="text-align: center;">
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-3932086442128741452016-05-14T20:11:00.001-07:002016-05-14T20:13:10.580-07:00Levi is One: June 22, 2012<span style="font-family: georgia, utopia, 'palatino linotype', palatino, serif; font-size: 15px;">I can't believe my little pumpkin Levi is turning one on Friday. What a difference a year makes. Seems like yesterday </span><strike style="font-family: georgia, utopia, 'palatino linotype', palatino, serif; font-size: 15px;">we were </strike><span style="font-family: georgia, utopia, 'palatino linotype', palatino, serif; font-size: 15px;">Isaac was painting the nursery and dumping an entire bucket of blue paint on my brand new carpet.</span><br /><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-6895123669849722037" itemprop="articleBody" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 568px;">
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Although the whole labor and delivery is a little fuzzy, I'll try my hardest to recap the day Levi Benjamin was born.<br />
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A few weeks leading up to the birth I started getting awful migraines. My blood pressure had been pretty high through my entire pregnancy and I was seriously swollen. My doctor was monitoring me almost twice a week by this point. Every time I went in for my routine checkup she would end up sending me to the hospital because I was at risk for preeclampsia. It got to the point where I just expected to go to the hospital. After hours of being hooked up to machines they would let me go home and tell me to take it easy. Don't worry Doc, I can hardly make it up the stairs without having a heart attack, I won't be running any marathons tomorrow.<br />
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Seriously? I give him one job and that was to keep his phone close in case I was going to have the baby. 75 more calls and still nothing. At this point I'm so mad I don't even care if he makes it for the birth because if he thinks I'm mad now just wait until I'm actually having contractions. I check myself into the hospital and get all these looks from the nurses like "poor thing, doesn't have anyone to help her." About an hour later Isaac finally called me back...</div>
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We spent the night in the hospital and at 3:00 am the doctor came in to break my water and get the whole delivery process started. Thank goodness for 16 and pregnant otherwise I wouldn't have known what "pitocin" was. If you don't know, it's a labor inducing drug that makes your contractions feel 100 times worse. I never really planned on having a natural birth but was open to the idea depending on how bad the contractions hurt. It was a one and done kind of deal. I felt one and immediately paged the nurse to get me the juice. They send in this Anesthesiologist that is straight off of Greys Anatomy. We're talking Dr. McSteamy kind of guy. Thanks. I'm sitting here with throw up all over my face, sweating from the blood pressure medicine and you have to call in this guy? Whatever. This is when things start to get a little fuzzy for me. I got my epidural, fell asleep for like 2 hours, woke up and it was time to push. Isaac had the job of holding cold towels on my head and his mom was my Lamaze coach. They were a great entourage. I told Isaac if he looked south he was really going to get it so his view was actually on the wall behind my head. I pushed for about 45 minuets and out popped the most precious little boy I had ever seen. </div>
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I've been kind of an emotional wreck all week because I can't believe how fast the time has gone. He will be driving before I know it. I'm also kind of glad I don't have to refer to his age in months anymore. He is one year old. This has nothing to do with the fact that I am horrible at math and the older he gets the harder it is for me to add up the months. Side note: My dad jokes with me about how I have a degree in finance (I don't have a degree in finance). He came out to Oklahoma for my college graduation and the day before I was supposed to walk I had to take my very last final ever. It just so happened to be a freshmen level finance course that I had been putting off for <strike>four </strike>five years. After I left the test they let me take a copy of the final with me and when I got back to my house I showed it to my dad and he just gave me this look like "Great, there is no way she passed this. Looks like I'll be paying for 6 years of college." Looking back it probably wasn't the best idea to watch the entire Lord of the Rings trilogy the night before my test but I digress. In case you are wondering, I passed. </div>
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE DOODIES! We love you so so so much. </div>
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**UPDATE** Levi will be 5 in a few weeks and Noah is almost 3! Time for another...drink.</div>
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-19626817907648811592016-05-14T20:08:00.004-07:002016-05-14T20:08:54.221-07:00A Moment of Master Cleanse: May 30, 2012<span style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px;">So it's been a hot minuet since I updated the blog. I knew this would happen. I've been using all my creative energy trying to figure out what to feed my kid that he won't throw on the floor to the dogs. I've also been using that creative energy trying to get him to sleep through the night. He was doing great for a little while and now he's pulling this trick where he gets up at 3:00, 3:45, 4:30 and then for good at 6:00. My solution was this...</span><br /><div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-3781886353164351385" itemprop="articleBody" style="color: #ffd47f; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 568px;">
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I always love this time of year. Nice weather, laying out by the pool, being able to run outside...I love it all. It reminds me of being in high school or college when finals were over and I had the entire summer to blow doing whatever I pleased.<br /><br />The summer after Isaac graduated from OSU we decided to take a road trip to my home town in New York. He had a few weeks to kill before he was going to start working and I am had a few weeks to kill before summer school started (4 years just didn't seem like enough).<br /><br />If you ever want to test your relationship with a person try traveling 20+ hours in a car with them.<br /><br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding: 4px; position: relative; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I won't go into to much detail about the car ride. As you can imagine, it wasn't all that exciting. 3 hours in and Isaac was seriously questioning why he was dating a girl who only had Britney Spears and the Grease soundtrack on her ipod play lists. He didn't appreciate my interpretive dancing that went along to the songs either. </div>
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The entire trip Isaac kept telling me how he wanted to make a pit stop at Niagara Falls. He had never been and was pretty curious to see what all the fuss was about. Growing up in upstate NY, Niagara Falls was no big deal. I had been a thousand times. Needless to say I was a little less than excited about delaying our 20 hour trip any longer. By the time we hit Pennsylvania I caved and told him we could stop and check it out. 30 minuets max. </div>
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The Maid of the Mist is a boat that takes you really close to the falls. The millions of tons of water spray up mist that washes off your makeup and makes your hair flat which obviously makes for a great photo opt. Isaac was fascinated with the falls. This is no joke. He stared at them for hours as I kept checking my watch wondering when we could leave and hit up Applebees. He even stated that when he gets old enough to retire he wants to get a part time job as a crew member on the Maid of the Mist, preferably the guy who throws the anchor around the giant column at the dock. Yes, he was serious.<br />I finally get Isaac off the boat and just as I think we are about to head back to the car and get this show on the road he tells me he wants to stop in the gift shop. ugh. If you are curious about what he bought in the gift shop just take a look at the first picture in this series. Maid of the Mist sweatshirt? Don't mind if I do! That sweatshirt conveniently went missing a few months later.<br /><br />If you want some interesting reading material about Niagara Falls here is a website about the people who hurled themselves over the edge in barrels. I like the story about Bobby Leach who survived the falls and later died from injuries sustained after slipping on an orange peel.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.fogonazos.es/2007/06/niagara-falls-daredevils.html" style="text-decoration: none;">http://www.fogonazos.es/2007/06/niagara-falls-daredevils.html</a></div>
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<br />Grocery shopping was something I struggled with before Levi was born so you can imagine how productive I am now that I have a kid with me. Our trips to the store go a little something like this.<br /><br />We pull into the Walmart parking lot and I immediately start itching. I like to think of myself as more of a Wholefoods type of girl but Isaac thinks organic is BS and too expensive (plus Wholefoods is an extra 20 minuet drive). I get the baby out of the car and attempt to put him into a shopping cart. He is usually kicking and wiggling his legs so much that it takes 4 attempts to get him into the seat. Of course I picked the cart that sounds like it was made in the 1920's with the wheel that's ready to fall off. Next stop is the cart sanitizing station. I'm like Howie Mandel when it comes to germs so it takes me about 3 minuets to wipe down the cart with disinfectant wipes.<br /><br />First up is the produce section. I grab an onion and continue on my merry way.<br /><br />Next we go to the frozen entree section. I patiently wait for the woman in front of me to grab her lean cuisines and get out of my way. I went through a phase after Levi was born where all I ate was Lean Cuisine eggrolls. It was the only thing that sounded appetizing and I obviously had about a 3rd grader to lose in weight so I stocked the fridge with them. Just a little tip for people trying to lose weight. Lean Cuisines don't work if you eat 5 at a time. It's finally my turn to browse the Lean Cuisines and I'm pissed because the glass window is all fogged up. Standing there shaking from all the cold air blasting into my face it takes me 6 minuets to discover that the lady before me got the last of the eggrolls. Ugh.<br /><br />Strolling through the aisles I grab some chicken broth, can of Rotel, couple bags of string cheese, baked lays and whatever is left of the Chobani selection all the while making a mental note "<em>Do not forget scotch tape do not forget scotch tape do not forget scotch tape..." </em><br /><br />20 painful minuets later and a kid who is about to have a meltdown I'm ready to check out. I pick the line that takes an hour to get through which is actually not a bad thing because it gives me some time to brush up on the news. I was really happy to learn Jessica Simpson finally had that baby. She was pregnant for like 2 years (side note: I was talking to my sister Brooke that night and she informs me that Jessica is in fact STILL pregnant. US Weekly totally made this story up).<br /><br />So we get home and I'm ready to get started on dinner. Looks like we'll be having some chicken broth soup with sliced onions to jazz it up! Side of Baked Lays? Don't mind if I do! Isaac really hit the jackpot marrying me huh? Yesterday was actually his birthday so I go to wrap his gift and realize I FORGOT THE SCOTCH TAPE. Seriously?<br /><br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding: 4px; position: relative; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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**Update** I literally don't think i've been back to Wally World since I wrote this. And praise the LORD for food delivery services that made their debut around 2014 like Blue Apron, Hello Fresh and Plated! If you don't know what these are do a quick google. Game changer. </div>
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<br />Have you ever seen the episode of Bethany Ever After where she is trying to get the baby toy out of its box? After much ripping/kicking/crying she freaks out and screams "WHY DO THEY MAKE THESE THINGS SO HARD TO OPEN!!!"<br /><br />This is my life.<br /> <br />I had always heard people say that you should make sure you know how to open and close your baby strollers before you get someplace because you don't want to be stranded somewhere and not be able to get your stroller back into your car. There is an episode of Pregnant in Heels where a NYC mom-to-be has about 8 different strollers, one for every occasion. This may sound a little ridiculous but I see where she is coming from. I needed that many strollers too. Isaac put his foot down and I ended up with two. Back to my story. Rosie Pope (pregnancy concierge and expert on all things baby) does an exercise with this woman where she makes her open and close all the strollers. The woman fails miserably as I sit there snickering at my TV screen. What an idiot. Who can't open and close baby strollers?<br /><br />Me.<br /><br />I guess half the problem with not being able to open and close them is I decided to buy the cute strollers that matched my outfits instead of the practical ones. Fashion before function right? Wrong. This golden rule does not apply to baby items. I learned that the hard way. Needless to say I have issues opening and closing my strollers. I even had to YouTube how to open my everyday stroller because I couldn't figure it out and Isaac wasn't around to show me for the 5th time.<br /><br />My first experience with the jogger went a little something like this. I get to the park motivated and ready to run. I needed to hurry up because my window of being productive was slowly closing in on me. I get the jogger out of the trunk and make my first attempt at opening it. Push this, pull that, give a little kick. Nothing. Four more attempts and still nothing. Its hot out, I'm sweating and I can feel the eyes of all the other judgemental moms at Mitch Park burning a hole through my head. 15 failed attempts later I decided to swallow my pride and call Isaac. Surely he can walk me through this...<em>ring ring ring</em><br /><br /><div align="center">
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**UPDATE** Still don't know how to work the strollers. Thankfully my children walk now. </div>
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<br />After sorting through my important emails and deciding I could live without anything on the Neiman Marcus Midday Dash I did a google search for 98 Degrees. Yes the 90's boy band 98 Degrees. (Side note: I would be really embarrassed if anyone ever checked my google history on my ipad. They would likely find things such as "What to do if your kid swallows a penny," or "Does the frozen yogurt diet really work?" "How many Ounces are in a Pound?") You get the picture. Back to 98 Degrees. I heard a rumor that they were reuniting and I couldn't wait to be the first the get my hands on some tickets. I didn't find any info about this reunion or an upcoming concert schedule but I did stumble upon this headline...<br /><br /><div align="center">
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<br />If you don't remember 2gether they had dynamite hits such as "U + Me = Us" and "They hardest part of breaking up is getting back your stuff."<br /><br />Hearing news about all these boy bands getting back together really has me reminiscing about the good ol' days. Every time I hear a boy band song from the 90's I am reminded of a memory that goes along with it. Boys to Men "End of the Road" is not only a breakup song made famous by Seth getting dumped on the show The OC but is a song made popular by me getting dumped over a Yak Bak in middle school. A Yak Bak was something you could record your voice on and it would play it back to you with just the push of a button. Kind of like that thing McCauley Culkin uses in Home Alone but smaller. The nerve of that kid. Couldn't dump me to my face so he recorded his voice and had a friend deliver it to my devastated self. I played "End of the Road" on repeat until I got myself a new boyfriend.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Last night I made Isaac take me to get some frozen yogurt. We get in the car and I excitedly tell him I have a new favorite song I was going to play for him. He gave me the look like "This better not be another Selena Gomez song..." Don't worry. I didn't disappoint. Enjoy.</div>
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<br />In case the link didn't work (as you are all well aware of my issues with technology), the song is "What makes you beautiful" by One Direction. Youtube it. My 12 year old self was all over this new boy band. Bravo Simon Cowell! Bravo!</div>
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**UPDATE** I still enjoy all things boy band but WTF ZAYN MALIK!!!! Zayn pulled a Justin Timberlake and left 1D in hopes of a solo career. The only thing you have going on for you right now is Gigi Hadid. </div>
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-48075404201472493512016-05-14T19:37:00.000-07:002016-05-14T19:46:41.377-07:00Hold me closer Tony Danza: April 19, 2012<br /><div class="post-header" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 1.5em;">
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"...<em>She's got a tick in her eye but she don't care."</em></div>
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I do this a lot. Isaac and I like to play this game in the car where for every song lyric you flub you get a strike. 3 strikes and your out. Not physically out of the car (I would be walking everywhere), you just don't get to sing anymore. This makes for a very quiet car ride. </div>
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Elton John lyrics get me all the time. One time I was at Sipango with some friends and we were feeding the jukebox with requests. Being the big Elton John fan that I am I decided to play "Benny and the Jets." It was trivia night at Sipango and some bar slug decides to join our table (much to our dismay). I think he actually lives at Sipango because I've only been there 3 times and every time I go he is always there making his rounds, hitting on anything that moves. So my song comes on and I'm singing along...</div>
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After this I was no longer worried about him sitting at our table and hitting on us. He was clearly not straight. </div>
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<strong>What I sing:</strong>“Scare a moose, scare a moose, will you do my fan Van Gogh?”</div>
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<strong>Actual Lyrics: </strong>“Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango?”</div>
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<strong>Actual Lyrics: </strong>There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do."</div>
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<strong>What I sing:</strong> "It's not fair to deny me of the cross-eyed bear that you gave to me..."</div>
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<strong>Actual Lyrics:</strong> It's not fair to deny me of the cross I bear that you gave to me..."</div>
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<strong>Song: Hanson: </strong>MmmBop</div>
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-30435915568639645992016-05-14T19:32:00.000-07:002016-05-14T19:37:47.472-07:00This is why we don't get you nice things: April 18, 2012<br /><div class="post-header" style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 1.5em;">
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This past month Isaac and I went to see a couple movies. We don't get out much so this was a nice treat. The first one we saw was The Hunger Games. We both read the books and were pretty pumped about catching it on the big screen. Actually, I take that back. I never finished the third book. I have a history of reading books in a series and never finishing the last book. I did this with Harry Potter, Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, Twilight, and LA Candy by Lauren Conrad. Riveting choice in reading material right? Teen trilogies are a little more my speed. Don't ask me why I never finish them it's just a weird thing I do...<br />
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On both movie outings Isaac decided to wear his "nice" shorts. If you know my husband at all you know he doesn't really care about spending money on nice clothes for himself (I on the other hand have no problem spending money on nice things...) Most of his clothes consist of work attire and yard work attire. The few outfits he wears out in public are usually things I picked out for him for special occasions. The "nice" shorts I was referring to above were actually something Isaac picked out from JCrew that I liked and gave him the green light to buy.<br />
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As we were leaving The Hunger Games we got into the car and Isaac noticed that the entire lap of his "nice" shorts were covered in butter stains from the popcorn. Rookie move. I never wear nice clothes to movies for this reason. I started to panic wondering how I was going to get these stains out. I knew if I couldn't get them out he would either keeping wearing them with the giant grease stains OR choose an alternative. There are very few options of socially acceptable alternatives.<br />
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These lovely shorts were picked out from the local Goodwill. Isaac likes to work out in the yard in them. Yes, they are cargo shorts. Yes, they have an elastic waistband with a drawstring to tighten them up. If you look really close you can see two pieces of Velcro on the top left. That is all that's left of what used to be a pocket. The pocket, for your convenience could come off if you needed it to. He purchased the shorts with that pocket missing. Someone at Goodwill really hit the jackpot with that find. </div>
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The second pair you see are sweatshorts (is that even a word?). They were purchased as an alternative to this gray pair of sweatshorts that Isaac made by cutting up an old pair of sweatpants. The gray sweatpant shorts were so ugly they hurt my feelings. Last summer on a trip to Beaver Creek Isaac discovered these fancy sweat shorts in one of the local tourist shops. I decided they were slightly more appealing than the gray ones and said they were OK to purchase. He wears them everyday.<br />
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I give Isaac a hard time about these things and most the time i'm only half serious. I really don't care what he wears around the house as he is very productive. It's when we leave the house that it's a different story. Like the time we were going to a Thunder game and he wanted to wear his Kevin Durant Jersey without a shirt under it. I politely told him that he does not play for the Oklahoma City Thunder therefor he needs to wear a shirt under the jersey. End of discussion.<br />
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Isaac is still ruining shorts. We don't get out to see all that many movies these days but he has no problem staining them at home with greasy pizza fingers.</div>
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I've had my fancy camera for about a year and a half now. I can probably count on one hand the amount of times I've used it. Don't get me wrong, Isaac is great at taking pictures and will get it out at every opportunity that comes along. That just means he doesn't get to be in any of the pictures. And that whole argument I made about how I needed this new camera to capture my beautiful pregnancy and the labor/delivery was total bull honky. The first picture I saw of myself pregnant was at about 5 months and it made me cringe. I was not the cute "glowing" mom-to-be I had envisioned. I was tired, swollen, and it looked like I was wearing a fat suit. Trick or treat. I threatened Isaac with his life if he were to ever show anyone pictures of me from my hospital stay after Levi was born. </div>
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So the purpose behind this rant is that I need to start using my camera more often. I don't want it to go into the pile of things "I had to have" but never use (ahem Rollerblades). I busted out the camera last weekend and have to say I was pleased with the results. </div>
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I now have two!! And I took these pictures all by myself with the fancy camera!</div>
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-17512449463298222982016-05-14T19:18:00.001-07:002016-05-14T19:18:32.849-07:00My very first blog post...<div style="text-align: center;">
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My very first blog post! This would have happened a lot sooner but I had some technical difficulties trying to figure out how to get started. And by technical difficulties I mean I was ready to throw my computer down the stairs in a fit of rage and stomp my feet like a 4 year old because I couldn't figure out how to make my blog look pretty. Yes, I care if my blog looks pretty. After hours of messing with it and seriously questioning how I made it through college with my lack of computer skills, I settled on this. Sorry folks. This is as good as it's going to get until I brush up on my "how to make a cute blog" skills.<br /><br />My purpose in creating a blog is really just to give myself something to do other than laundry, vacuum and the occasional Real Housewives of Orange County marathons on Bravo. I'm pretty terrible at keeping a journal/scrapbooks/babybooks/anything crafty that involves being organized so I'm hoping this blog will take the place of all of those things. I promise I won't post any pictures of poopie diapers or talk about breast feeding woes or how much smarter my kid is than yours (although he probably could have figured out this whole blog deal quicker then me). You can however expect lots of pictures of my ridiculously handsome baby Levi, things that spark my general interest and the occasional dumb dog picture.<br />I'm sure if you are reading this you know me pretty well but if you just happen to stumble upon this on accident here is a little bit about myself...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">
I got engaged to the love of my life on June 5th, 2009</div>
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And then on June 22nd, 2011 we welcomed this little bundle of joy!</div>
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**UPDATE** Jeepers Creepers Jeebies went to live on a farm in Nebraska. We have also acquired another baby (almost 3!) since this post was written.</div>
Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-77509741071003199972016-05-14T19:14:00.000-07:002016-05-14T20:12:46.052-07:00Help?I'm about to be really annoying with my blog. I can't figure out how to sync my old blog with this one so i'm going to attempt to copy and paste all my old content onto this one. If you get like 15 posts that are outdated and using old references (Levi was not even a year old when I started blogging...he is almost 5) just move along. Unless you want to read them. That would be cool. #technologicallychallenged.Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-70599773338552448132016-05-14T08:46:00.001-07:002016-05-14T08:46:02.130-07:00Glowing SkinThe winter months can be harsh on skin. Dry weather and lack of sunshine can leave your skin feeling dull. Here are a few tips for refreshing your look.<br />
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Exfoliating a few times a week is very important. It's the one step I never skip. It gets rid of all the dead skin and rejuvenates your complexion. Some other benefits are improved skin texture, reduction in pore size, delaying signs of aging and better absorption for your following skin care products. One of my favorite tools for exfoliating my skin is the Clarisonic Mia 2. I use it every other day with a gentle cleanser and it leaves my skin feeling smooth and bright. You have the option of different brushes for sensitive skin/more intense exfoliation depending on your skin type. </div>
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This guy is a little pricey so if you don't want to shell out the money there are plenty of other options. A face scrub should have an exfoliating component to it that won't cost you an arm and a leg. Just be careful with the one you choose. Research has found that plastic micro beads found in cleansing products are too small to be filtered out by water treatment plants and have been building up in lakes and recycled back into our drinking water. Look for options that use all natural exfoliants like sugars, salts, coffee, almonds or oats. I've tried many of these and my favorite one at the moment is <a href="http://www.sephora.com/walnut-complexion-scrub-P42318?keyword=OLE%20HENRIKSEN%20Walnut%20Complexion%20Scrub%20P42318&skuId=1747666&_requestid=88000" target="_blank">Ole Henriksens Walnut Complexion Scrub</a>.</div>
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Making your own scrub is always an option too. You can mix together about 1tsp organic cane sugar, 1-2 drops of water and 1-2 drops of lemon, lavender or manuka honey essential oils to save yourself some money. </div>
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Moisturizing is also a key step to getting bright and glowing skin. There are about a billion options out there for face and body moisturizers and I've probably tried half of those. I find that the older I get the more I need something more intense. Face Oils such as Argan, Jojoba and Coconut are all ingredients I look for when choosing a moisturizer. Josie Maran and Tata Harper both make great face oils that absorb well and don't leave you feeling greasy. </div>
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A lot of face oils don't contain any SPF so make sure to follow up with a good one. The key to keeping those wrinkles at bay is wearing SPF daily. I've said it before but the way I treated my skin when I was in high school and early college makes me cringe. I never wore sunscreen and loved being tan. Undoing all the damage is not easy and I wish I had someone tell me that I would seriously regret sunbathing in the future. I use Rodan and Fields Reverse Skincare system broad spectrum SPF 50 daily. I think you have to purchase this through someone that sells Rodan and Fields and I have a awesome girl I use if you are interested. </div>
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One of the things I love most about spring and summer is not having to wear a lot of makeup. Now that your skin is fresh and glowing from your exfoliating and moisturizing routine add a tinted moisturizer and a little bronzer and you are good to go. My sister taught me a trick about adding a few drops of Nars illumentaor to your tinted moisturizer to give you a fresh glow. I use Bobbi Brown tinted moisturizer and Nars illuminator in the color Orgasm. </div>
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<a href="http://www.sephora.com/mineral-powder-bronzer-P99809?skuId=828772&icid2=search_search_p99809_image" target="_blank">Favorite Summer Bronzer</a></div>
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Having a good skin care routine is the key to aging gracefully. Take care of yourself and remember that its never too late to start. Leave me a comment on any products you use that you swear by!</div>
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<i>adjective </i>| con-sis-tent</div>
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Definition: Always acting or behaving in the same way. Of the same quality. Continuing to happen or develop in the same way.</div>
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<li style="text-align: left;">Having two young children at home made it hard for her to be <i>consistent</i> with her blogging. </li>
<li style="text-align: left;">I would like to write 3 times a week but alas... I am not <i>consistent</i>.</li>
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Writing for me has always been a creative outlet. I go through phases where I crave the escape from my normal routine. There are mornings I wake up feeling like a robot. Just going through the motions. Get kids up...feed kids...make lunches...walk dogs...feed cat...spill coffee on myself...take kids to school...pick up kids from school...it can be exhausting. Even small tasks like getting the kids out of the car to go into the gym can be daunting. Making it into the gym in one piece is no easy task. People are so crazy to park in the front row they don't care who they take out on the way. I assume they are going to the gym to workout so walking the extra 100 feet or so should not be an issue. The only people who should be parking in the front row are handicapped people. Or moms with like 4+ plus kids. They are basically handicapped. </div>
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With that being said I'm really going to try a lot harder to be consistent in the things that make me feel like a person. I set a reading goal for myself for the summer. I'm attempting to read one book a week in order to cut back on my shitty reality TV shows. I'll let you know if I read anything worth passing along. I'm also going to attempt to write once a week. Hold me to it, please! I also have endless home decor projects that need to be started...and finished. And last but not least I'm going to attempt gardening. Tips on starting gardens are most def welcome. Cheers to the summer!</div>
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-19330193254140848072015-11-25T11:05:00.000-08:002015-11-25T11:05:23.026-08:00Black Friday Steals & DealsBlack Friday shopping is not something I typically take part in. I have zero motivation to wake up early and hit all the stores that offer amazing deals. I would much rather sit on my butt at home and shop online. I give anyone that fights through the crowds mad props. There are so many stores now that offer great deals online and a lot of them will offer free shipping too if you spend a certain amount. I try to get a lot of my holiday shopping done around these sales to avoid being out in public in my sweaty gym clothes and day old makeup (#priorities).<br />
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<a href="http://www.toryburch.com/" target="_blank">Tory Burch</a> is offering 30% off when you spend $250 with promotional code: THANKS<br />
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<a href="https://www.shopbop.com/" target="_blank">ShopBop</a> is 15% off orders of $250 plus, 20% off of orders of $500 plus and 25% off of $1000+ use code: GOBIG15<br />
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<a href="https://www.jcrew.com/index.jsp" target="_blank">J.Crew </a>is 30% off your regular order (40% off sale) with code: HOLIDAY<br />
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<a href="http://www.gap.com/" target="_blank">Gap</a> is 50% your order with code: EARLY<br />
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<a href="https://www.katespade.com/sale/view-all/" target="_blank">Kate Spade</a> is doing a surprise sale with up to 75% off.<br />
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<a href="http://www.baublebar.com/" target="_blank">BaubleBar</a> is 30% off with code: THX<br />
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<a href="http://www.lastcall.com/Hers/View-All-Womens/cat6410010_cat000001_/c.cat?icid=Slide1+View-All-Womens" target="_blank"> Neiman Marcus Last Call</a> is an extra 40-80% off everything<br />
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<br />Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-44732530063892395462015-11-14T08:00:00.002-08:002015-11-14T08:00:37.125-08:00Winter is Coming<br />
Cooler temperatures are upon us! Can I get an AMEN!! The weather in Oklahoma only allows for 2 seasons. Really effin hot April- November and windy and somewhat cold the other 4 months...I grew up in upstate NY where it's basically winter 11 months out of the year. We're talking Game of Thrones style. Winter is Coming!! I love clothes that I can layer on and bundle up in. I'm always on the hunt for staple pieces I can wear every season. I don't mind investing in a few pieces I know I will wear year after year. If i still lived in NY my wardrobe would be overflowing with coats and blanket scarves but since they don't get much wear here, I only keep a few on hand.<br />
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I have this J.Crew coat (below) in light pink and love it. I want it in every color. The tan would go with everything. If you use the promo code SHOPTOIT on the website you can snag it for 25% off. Same goes for the red sweater.<br />
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Both of these blanket scarves are on repeat in my wardrobe. They are super cheap and hold up really nicely. If you have no idea how to wear a blanket scarf ( I didn't at first), you can find out how to do that below from YouTuber Karla Reed.<br />
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-37071495783284598132015-10-05T07:29:00.000-07:002015-10-05T07:29:05.034-07:00Fall Beauty Picks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I love that fall/winter not only brings cooler temps but allows for richer colors in my makeup routine. </div>
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I dig a coral lip as much as the next Kardashian but sometimes its fun to mix it up. The Sugar lip stains by Fresh are the bomb. My sister introduced me to that Plum color and its been my go to the past few weeks. It goes on almost like a chapstick but you can build up the color with a few applications. Its great for everyday wear. </div>
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Adding a body moisturizer into your skin care routine is important in the cold weather. The colder weather can make your skin super dry. Josie Maran makes a body butter that I use about twice a week and have not had issues with cracking itchy skin. The vanilla apricot scent is my favorite. </div>
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Bobbi Brown eyeliner has always been my top pick. It goes on like a gel but is a lot easier to apply than your typical gel eyeliner. It stays on all day and is easy to take off with any generic makeup remover. That little pot will last you <i>forever.</i></div>
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The Naked eyeshadows are awesome. You can blend the colors for a more dramatic look and get that smoky eye without a whole lot of trouble. </div>
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You really can't go wrong with Tom Ford anything. I bought some of his perfume at the duty free shop in the airport in Mexico (winning) and have almost blown through the entire bottle. I hope its real...otherwise I may be steering you wrong. </div>
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-45724707760862100202015-09-26T11:51:00.004-07:002015-09-26T11:59:21.302-07:00Fall Favorites<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Fall is probably my favorite time of year. My birthday is in October so I try to stretch that out as long as possible. It's all about me! Below are a few staple pieces that can be incorporated into your fall wardrobe. Neutral pieces never really go out of style. Unless they are hideous. The purse is stupid expensive but a girl can dream, right?</div>
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<a href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/Jo-Malone-London-Mimosa-Cardamom-100-mL-Women-s-Fragrance/prod182120101_cat10470746__/p.prod?icid=SiloMain4_4_Beauty_WomensFragrance_US&searchType=EndecaDrivenCat&rte=%252Fcategory.jsp%253FitemId%253Dcat10470746%2526pageSize%253D30%2526No%253D0%2526refinements%253D&eItemId=prod182120101&cmCat=product" target="_blank">Joe Malone Cologne</a>//<a href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/Rag-Bone-Harrow-Suede-Ankle-Boot-Stone/prod180660115/p.prod?icid=&searchType=MAIN&rte=%2FbrSearch.jsp%3Ffrom%3DbrSearch%26request_type%3Dsearch%26search_type%3Dkeyword%26q%3Drag%20and%20bone&eItemId=prod180660115&cmCat=search" target="_blank">Suede Ankle Booties</a>//<a href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/Rag-Bone-Ines-Stripe-Border-Cape-Cream/prod179930341/p.prod?icid=&searchType=MAIN&rte=%2FbrSearch.jsp%3Ffrom%3DbrSearch%26request_type%3Dsearch%26search_type%3Dkeyword%26q%3Drag%20and%20bone&eItemId=prod179930341&cmCat=search" target="_blank">Cape</a>//<a href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/J-Brand-Jeans-Maria-High-Rise-Super-Skinny-Jeans-After-Dark/prod180340220/p.prod?icid=&searchType=MAIN&rte=%2FbrSearch.jsp%3Ffrom%3DbrSearch%26request_type%3Dsearch%26search_type%3Dkeyword%26q%3Dj%20brand%20jeans&eItemId=prod180340220&cmCat=search" target="_blank">Denim</a>//<a href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/Rag-Bone-Floppy-Brim-Wool-Fedora-Hat-Black/prod174030149/p.prod?icid=&searchType=MAIN&rte=%2FbrSearch.jsp%3Ffrom%3DbrSearch%26request_type%3Dsearch%26search_type%3Dkeyword%26q%3Drag%20and%20bone&eItemId=prod174030149&cmCat=search" target="_blank">Hat</a>//<a href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/Valentino-Rockstud-Leather-Flap-Shoulder-Bag-Nocciolo/prod183000023/p.prod?icid=&searchType=MAIN&rte=%2FbrSearch.jsp%3Ffrom%3DbrSearch%26request_type%3Dsearch%26search_type%3Dkeyword%26q%3Dvalentino%20handbags&eItemId=prod183000023&cmCat=search" target="_blank">Bag</a>//<a href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/Alice-Olivia-Ave-Wool-Sequin-Trim-Sweater-Cream/prod183060372/p.prod?icid=&searchType=MAIN&rte=%2FbrSearch.jsp%3Ffrom%3DbrSearch%26request_type%3Dsearch%26search_type%3Dkeyword%26q%3Dalice%20olivia&eItemId=prod183060372&cmCat=search" target="_blank">Sweater</a></div>
<br />Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-69178547752988678882015-09-22T08:58:00.000-07:002015-09-22T08:58:55.697-07:00These boots were made for walking...<div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 600px;">
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I have a bit of a boot obsession. It's a problem. I wish it was fall/winter all the time so that I never have to wear anything else. Find a tall black over-the-knee boot and your legs will look super skinny. The short booties are perfect for a more casual look. An over sized sweater, blanket scarf and some black skinnys with any of these boots/booties would be a perfect fall look.<br />
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I've been after those Stuart Weitzman Lowland boots for a good year now. <i>Ahem</i> Isaac.<br />
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-90624120233950093092015-09-21T08:14:00.000-07:002015-09-21T08:16:17.312-07:00It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder...I've been listening to the 90's rap station on Pandora for the past few weeks and have come to a few conclusions. Rappers of the 90's/early 2000's were really just stay-at-home moms. Everything else was just a front. Here is my life, as told by some of my faves.<br />
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<i>Wake up in the morning. First thing I hear is screaming radiating out of the baby monitors. </i></div>
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<i>"Get me OUT OF HEREEEEE. I POOPEDDD" -Noah</i></div>
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<i>After letting the dogs out/feeding cat/ making 300 different breakfasts that nobody eats I finally get a chance to sit down and drink my coffee. This is usually about the time the cat jumps on my lap and knocks the coffee all down the front of me. </i></div>
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Party Up (Up in Here)<br />
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Y'all gon' make me lose my mind<br />
Up in here, up in here<br />
Y'all gon' make me go all out<br />
Up in here, up in here<br />
Y'all gon' make me act a FOOL<br />
Up in here, up in here<br />
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool<br />
Up in here, up in here<br />
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<i style="color: black; line-height: normal;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="line-height: 1.24;">Fresh air is good for the soul. We try to make it outside for a little bit in the afternoons. I should know by now that I just </span><span style="line-height: 19px;">shouldn't</span><span style="line-height: 1.24;"> own nice clothes. It's a losing battle. 5 </span><span style="line-height: 19px;">minutes</span><span style="line-height: 1.24;"> outside and one of my 2 kids has hurled a shovel full of dirt/rocks down the front of me.</span></span></i></div>
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<i>Dinnertime is what we like to call "the witching hour" around here. No matter how hard I try, this will always be the worst time of day. Something is usually blowing up in the kitchen. The kids are cranky and tired and pick at each other non-stop. The dogs are all up in my business trying to get scraps that fall on the floor. Noah is typically naked in anticipation of bath time and peeing all over the house. But it's 6:30. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. And the end of the tunnel is bedtime. </i></div>
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-48915161535462970962015-09-15T09:00:00.000-07:002015-09-15T09:00:49.733-07:00'Till I Collapse<div style="text-align: center;">
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Time to get my fat ass back in shape! I went on a month long breakup with the gym while on vacations and I need to get back at it. I always find it a lot more motivating when I have a good playlist. And a cute outfit. I always love other peoples recommendations for workout playlists so feel free to leave some of your favorites in the comments. </div>
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I am by no means a fitness guru. I puked the first day I worked out with a trainer last winter. I cheat in bootcamp. I try not to take myself too seriously when I'm at the gym. One time I went to get on a treadmill and whoever used it before me didn't shut it off. I went flying off the end of it at probably a 6.2 speed. I'm sure it looked really awesome to anyone who got to witness that. I might start leaving the treadmill on when I get off it too. </div>
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So one thing you need to know about me is that I have really random taste in music. If you don't like the first song just skip along to the next one. If you don't like that one either I don't know what to tell you. You probably have really bad taste in music. </div>
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Mika- We are golden & Big Girl (you are beautiful)<br />
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Pitch Perfect 2 Soundtrack: Anyway you want it & Lollipop</div>
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B.O.B- Magic</div>
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Green Day: 21 Guns (The original Broadway cast recording ft. Rebecca Naomi)</div>
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Hercules Soundtrack: Zero to Hero</div>
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A few other places to check out for cute workout clothes<br />
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<a href="http://www.albionfit.com/" target="_blank">Albion Fit</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.withoutwalls.com/ww/index.jsp" target="_blank">Without Walls</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.dickssportinggoods.com/shop/index.jsp?categoryId=50676656&sr=1&origkw=calia" target="_blank">Calia</a><br />
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-59973351402222881862015-09-14T08:01:00.000-07:002015-09-14T08:01:24.438-07:00Back to the grindMy goal of keeping this blog updated weekly slipped through the cracks the last month or so of summer. We had back to back vacations and I think I left my sanity on the last trip to Scottsdale. Nothing like having a delayed flight and then sitting on the runway for an hour the night before the kids are supposed to start school! Mom of the year over here. We got home at 2 am and then immediately turned around and went to school at 9. Their poor teachers didn't know what hit them. And if something or someone did physically hit them hopefully it wasn't my 2 years fist. He's going through a bit of a phase.<br />
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The first day of school is always really emotional. This is the first year Noah is doing Mothers Day Out and Levi is doing Preschool 4's. I basically have 3 days a week that are kid free for the first time in 4+ years. I <strike>did cartwheels</strike> cried all the way back to my car. I had no idea what to do with my new freedom. The possibilities were endless. All the things I complained about never being able to do with the kids tagging along, I could finally do. I could listen to Tupac in the car without worrying if Noah was going to pick up a new vocabulary. I could plan out meals for the week and make 1 trip to the grocery store instead of 5 trips because of forgotten items. I could go to the gym and work off the 3 pounds of vacation weight I put on. I could clean my house without Hansel and Gretel leaving a trail of ritz cracker crumbs behind my vacuuming efforts. In reality though I went home and slept, caught up on episodes of Naked and Afraid, got frazzled because there wasn't enough time to go to the store and pick up the kids and my house continued to stay a dog hair ridden pit. Im sure we had take out that night. So much for meal planning.<br />
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You are such a sweet and loving kid. My hopes for you this year are that you learn to<i> say </i>your ABC's and not <i>sing </i>it to the tune of that really annoying girl on the Disney channel who is dressed up like a train conductor. You know the one. </div>
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I also hope that the teachers give you a good head start on math. If you are anything like mommy you will need it. I actually had to ask your dad a fractions question when measuring out waffle mix this morning.</div>
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**side note** Its really sad that I could memorize a Bone Thugs & Harmony song growing up but couldn't recite my times tables to save my life. Also, you will never know who Bone Thugs & Harmony is. -Muah</div>
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Even though you are not in real school yet I have big dreams for you this year! I really hope you learn what <i>not </i>to do this year. Like bite your friends. I also hope the teachers potty train you so I don't have to. Kidding. Kind of. Also, if they can get you to nap and sit still while eating meals that would be a plus. -Love you, boo.</div>
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Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-62653377174057237302015-07-13T08:54:00.001-07:002015-07-13T08:54:58.248-07:00Blackberry Pie Recipe<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
We made a little trip to pick blackberries over the weekend. It sounded like a great idea in theory but by the time we got there (30 min after the place opened) almost all the berries were already picked. We managed to fill up 1 container which was just enough to make a blackberry pie with. </div>
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1 quart fresh blackberries, washed and drained</div>
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Preheat oven to 450 degrees. <span style="text-align: center;">Combine blackberries with sugar and flour. Let sit for 10 min. Line pie plate with pastry crust leaving some overhang. Fill pastry lined pie pan with blackberry mixture. Dot with butter. Roll out your second pastry crust and place over filling fluting the edges. Cut 3 slits in the top. Bake in preheated oven for 10 minuets then reduce heat to 350 degrees cooking for an additional 25 minuets. Let pie cool before enjoying! </span></div>
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<br />Heather Jacobsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09638251895815396238noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246035859844408173.post-28860617846700476912015-07-12T08:18:00.002-07:002015-07-12T08:18:36.560-07:00Pretty Little Liars<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
We spent the fourth of July up at Grand lake this year. Levi and Noah had a great time swimming and playing outside and cruising around on the boat. The break from our usual groundhog day schedule was much needed. Both boys celebrated birthdays in the few weeks leading up to the fourth and as you can imagine life at the Jacobson casa was a little crazy. Although turning 4 makes him a year older, I'm not sure it made Levi any wiser as he put his arts festival bow through a 55' flat screen TV in his playroom. I was <strike>checking Facebook</strike> folding laundry in the hall outside the playroom when I heard the smash.</div>
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Noah was actually nowhere near the crime scene and Levi's nose was growing by the second. I sent him to his room until he could come clean about what actually happened to the TV.<br />
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**Stop reading now Isaac** </div>
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I went through a phase where I kept cracking the screen on my iPhone. It probably happened 700 times in a span of 6 months. I was out one day jogging with Noah in his stroller when I went to change the song on my playlist, hit a speed bump with the stroller and it flew out of my hands yet again shattering the screen. I told Isaac that the baby threw it and that was how the screen broke.<br />
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So after almost an entire day in his room Levi finally owned up to the TV situation. I consider this a win. Minus the broken TV.</div>
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Loading up for a boat ride</div>
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Sweet boy</div>
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Checking out the sunset</div>
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Watching fireworks</div>
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