DIY on a Dime: How to Craft a Christmas Wreath with Supplies from your Local Dollar Tree

Good Morning fellow homebodies. Here we are a week before Thanksgiving and I have already decked about every hall I can get my hands on. Full disclosure: I started right after Halloween. But don’t you worry I only decorated the inside and I have kept my blinds closed tight so the neighbors don’t think I am a total nutter – probably futile at this point ;)… What can I say? I am a freak for the ho-ho. I start early every year but this year I started WAYYY early. Only because, well duh, this year kind of sucks like an old, hair covered lollypop stuck to the bottom of a ripped cushion in a 1978 Pinto – It’s just that bad. So here we all are, stuck in our homes with nothing to do. So what do we do? We paint things, we eat way too many Tollhouse cookies, and we craft! And oh boy DO I HAVE a good craft for you?? So put down the cookie, throw on your sweats, sheath your beautiful face, and head over to the Dollar Tree because that is where you will source 98% of the materials for this DIY Christmas wreath. You can source 100% of the materials there if your little heart desires, but I will explain why I chose not to later on.

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When in Tahoe.

Good morning — from the happiest place on earth. I am currently back in the Bluegrass, sipping my pumpkin spice, and watching the leaves fall like embers from the trees. How crazy is it that it is November y’all? This year has been the crappiest, weirdest year known to man and it has still flown by – painfully SLOWLY – if that makes any sense at all.

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Worth the Wait.

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I saw a sign today that read, “repeat after me: I don’t want what doesn’t want me.” I just stared at that sign for a few minutes, my mind flashing back to all the times where I did exactly that. All the years of painful regret that I spent chasing rainbows that really just turned out to be storm clouds, pulling me into the cyclone, twisting me into a world of hurt. (more…)

The Time to Love.

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They say the eyes are the window to one’s soul. Which is a good thing I guess since that’s the only thing we have all gotten a glimpse of over the past few months. Fearful, bright eyes widening at the sight of you passing them in the supermarket, crossing their path in an airport bathroom, or side stepping them on the sidewalk. And then it’s gone. The moment of eye contact is suddenly gone as the other person quickly looks down, intentionally planning their path to get as far away from YOU as possible. The path to safety. The path away from fear. The path away from uncertainty. (more…)

The Painted Bungalow: Bedroom Reveal

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Hey there y’all! How about we have a show of hands of those of you who are just consistently overwhelmed right now… I honestly am at a point where I just don’t know what to believe. I don’t know what to take as a fact or what to take as a falsehood, and truly, that scares me more than any virus ever could. I have so much information coming at me from every direction. Wear a mask – Don’t wear a mask – Social Distance – Social Distancing will ruin your immunity – and so on and so on. Unfortunately, I don’t have any of the answers people. (more…)

Creamy Guilt-Free Fruit Salad

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Good Morning from my little Carolina home to yours. I am currently having my breakfast – at the shameful hour of noon because aside from everything else, the Coronavirus has robbed me of my ability to sleep like a normal human. I am counting my blessings though because even in this time of uncertainty I still have my family (a safe distance of 400 miles away), this cozy little house to isolate in, and SO much love. That’s one thing in life that can never be taken from you ladies and gents… Love will always make the world go round’ So make sure you spread a little bit this week because now is a time where people really need it. (more…)

Superman.

 

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“Heroism doesn’t always happen in a burst of glory. Sometimes small triumphs and large hearts change the course of history.”- Mary Roach

I don’t really know how to breathe right now, because I know someone whom I once cared about so deeply is no longer breathing. I stopped the moment that I saw the post… “Two NC-based Marines killed in Iraq.” How quickly that sentence plunged a knife into my chest, as I gasped for air, staring into that pair of serious dark eyes that I had gotten to know so well. (more…)

A Little Slice of Paradise.

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Good morning from the comfort of my sheets… I have had such a productive couple of days y’all. I somehow managed to get three loads of laundry done and most of the house clean… EXCEPT for my bathroom because it is the one room that I loathe with the burning fire of dragons. Whenever I clean that room it stays clean for about 2.3 seconds, then the dirt fairy makes another visit and Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo… It needs to be cleaned AGAIN. Aside from my mad woman cleaning, I also went to Zumba last night and did the salsa until my glutes almost fell off. I do Zumba a lot, but this was a new instructor and she was relentless! At one point in the class I actually thought to myself, “If I have to do the cumbia for one more minute, my calves are going to break off. They are just going to snap off like a couple of old Italian breadsticks.” So there I was in the back of the class, worrying about my Italian breadstick calves and struggling to breathe, and I looked up to see the cutest little granny – SCHOOLING the entire class in the front. I mean this woman was jumping all over the place and doing the Merengue like she was JLo herself. At that point, I figured, “Megan Marie, pull yourself together. If that eighty-year-old woman can dance like that so can you.”  (more…)

These are a few of My Favorite Things 🎶

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Good Morning Lovelies. It’s only 8:30 AM here in the Queen City and I have already had an elephant-sized coffee and a green tea to follow… A good indicator that I am running on fumes and Jesus. My vacation officially starts in 4 hours 7 minutes and 23 seconds, not that anyone is counting or anything. Annnnd in typical fashion, I haven’t packed a lick.  In my defense though, my life is practically scheduled down to the last minute up until January. I barely have time to pee, much less pack a suitcase. I pride myself on being a fairly efficient packer, but it is always a process deciding what I want to bring. There are a select few products though, that are always a give-in in my beauty repertoire, the first and foremost items that I throw into my little black bag of tricks. And they just might be the first and foremost items that you should be throwing into those Christmas stockings you slackers haven’t stuffed yet… I am right there with ya partner. Santa’s main elf has been also been slacking this year… buried under a pile of events, flights, and juggling Hinge dates. Just in case you are down to the wire – here is a list of my favorite things – sure to please just about anyone on Santa’s nice list. (more…)

A Mountain or a Molehill.

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Good Morning! From the safety of my living room! I am never leaving.

I have to say… working on holidays has become a little bit of the norm for me. Regardless, even after five years, it still feels weird to be watching from the outside in, when my family celebrates Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, the New Year… all while I hobnob the day away in some city far far away. This year, I got a trip on Thanksgiving to Seattle. So in true flight attendant fashion, I had my holiday turkey a few days earlier and I packed my little black suitcase. (more…)