Oh, the inspiration

The house is quiet, the laundry is running and I'm devouring a slice of cake.

I can't think of a better way to spend these sacred moments of silent bliss than to rack through the wonderfulness that is pinterest.

Ahh, the joys...

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When Chad and I heave-ho out of this transitional living situation (in a few short weeks . . . Can you hear the choir of angels heralding?), this amazingness is either going to be gracing Kota's nursery or the play room. Well, if there is a play room, that is.


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If I didn't see myself botching those pretty poofs of delight so severely, they would be hanging over her crib, too.


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...and in a few short years, this is what I have to look forward to... Tear!


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Lastly, Chad doesn't know it yet, but we're also going to be painting Kot's crib this color come the new house situation. Yep, we are...

And I can't forget about Carts! Basically, this is what his room is going to be looking like, thanks to her fabulous expertise...




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ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA!
Beautiful, I tell you, beautiful!

Anyway, moving on from the babes, I would really appreciate it if Fall could just hurry on up so I can pretend to be good at things like...

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THAT. Or wear things like...


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THIS.

Anyway, Fall also brings back

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my favorite beyond favorite show, which can be watched after attending my newest obsession, Stroller Strides, where I will be wearing an outfit no less cute than


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...the likes of those.

Anyway! I'd love to keep racketeering, but the couch is calling my name so . . . You know what that means!
Real Housewives of New Jersey, baby!