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So I did a thing😬

Apparently I looked at my life and thought, “You know what I need? More projects.” 😬😂 So naturally… I opened a retro print shop. Because clearly between selling Avon, monetizing Pinterest, trying to stay healthy, hydrated, moisturized, caffeinated, and emotionally stable… I had tons of free time left over. But honestly? I’m kind of loving it. The shop is full of retro-inspired t-shirts, hoodies, license plates, and fun vintage-style designs — with new products being added all the time. Think sunshine, good vibes, beachy nostalgia, cheeky humor, and a little reminder that getting older does not mean getting boring. And that’s really the point. I think those of us who are “vintage” are a wildly underserved group. Somewhere along the line society decided fun, whimsy, bold colors, and playful style belonged only to the young. I respectfully disagree. We still want cute shirts. We still want laughter. We still want community. We still want to chase the sun, reinvent ourselves, and try ...

Today’s musings

Some days you wake up feeling inspired, motivated, ready to conquer the world before your coffee even gets cold. And some days? You wake up staring at the ceiling wondering, “Okay God… what’s next?” That’s me lately. Not sad. Not exactly happy either. Just… thoughtful. Pensive. Quiet in my own head. Usually when I pray or sit in meditation, I get some sort of feeling. A little nudge. A direction. A tiny breadcrumb from the universe that says, “Keep going, you’re on the right path.” But yesterday and today? Nothing. No grand revelation. No magical sign. Not even a decent inspirational quote floating through my brain. Just static. And honestly? That’s frustrating for someone who likes clarity. The funny thing is, I know exactly what I want. I want health. Real health. The kind where your body feels strong and your mind feels calm. I want happiness that doesn’t depend on circumstances. I want focus because lately my brain feels like seventeen browser tabs open at once and one of them i...

What I. Doing 😀😎

I’ve got a few things in the works right now… and honestly, I’m kind of building the plane while flying it ✈️ I’m not the most tech-savvy person (understatement 😄), but somehow it’s all coming together—and I’m really excited about where this is going. My heart behind all of this is simple: I want women in this season of life to feel seen, valued, and like we still matter… because we absolutely do. I’ve been curating products, ideas, and a whole lot of encouragement—but I’ll be honest, not everything is out there yet . I’m still figuring things out as I go, and you’re kind of getting a front-row seat to the journey. If you feel like supporting or sharing, I would truly appreciate it more than you know 💛 Also—I’m working on a little project and would LOVE your input. If you have a minute, tell me: • At what age did you first think, “okay… I might be getting old”? • Do you still feel young? • What’s the biggest health concern on your mind these days? • And let’s talk about it… what...

Moving……….again😬

So… I’m moving. Again. At this point, I feel like I should just keep my boxes labeled permanently and my closet on a rotating rack. In the almost ten years I’ve been with my husband, we’ve lived in six different homes. Six. He loves it—retired military, lived all over the world, change is basically his comfort zone. Me? I used to think a “big move” meant switching grocery stores in Minnesota. Ah yes, Minnesota. My home base, my roots, my “I know where everything is without GPS” place. I lived there my entire life—until I met him. Naturally, like many sensible humans who’ve shoveled snow in April, we eventually did what people do—we moved somewhere warm. Florida. Sunshine, palm trees, no scraping windshields at 6 a.m. We love it there. We actually own a home there. It feels easy. It feels like exhaling. So why—WHY—did I willingly leave sunshine and 75 degrees to return to what I lovingly refer to as “the tundra”? One word: Nana. My son and his wife were having a baby, and there was no w...