You’re not good at everything.

Kids, lets get one thing straight, I am NOT crafty.

I tried. I really did. I saw it on pintrest and fell in love. It looked so easy (doesn’t it always!) and I knew I had the things I needed on hand.

Six months later and the $5 DIY photo frame with white “stressed looking” wood is still un assembled and in my back shed.

And I felt a little beat up by this.

I dont know why, because building your own photo frame is NOT an essiantal skill in life.

But I did.

Everyone else seemed to be doing all these crafty things in 15 mins with old shoe boxes and I cant even pull together a simple face mask.
Don’t get me started.

I felt a bit like I had failed.

Like everyone is simply better at life than me.

How ridiculous. It’s a Photo frame for crying out.

This lead me, as always, down long winded rabit trail of thoughts. Which I will *Attempt* to surmise for you.

You do you. And leaver her to do her.

Its taken me a while to relise, but there are some things I am just not good at.

And you know what, THAT’S OK.

Why? Well because that’s simply not my gift.

That’s not the way I am made.

See, not EVERYONE has to be brilliant at EVERYTHING.

We all have gifts, talents and skills.

Everyone everywhere seems to think they have to have it all.

We look at “her” life and “her” life, and “her’s” too and we take snippets of everything then blend them into this massive exeptation for ourselves.

We begin to think succeding is being Master chef chefs, crafty DIYers, home cookers, all natural cleaner makers, bullet journaling, veggies growing, homeschooling, gym teaching, make up perfecting, business owning, educated super women with stunning clothes and amazing relationships.

Here is the thing.

That. Up there. Well, its just sounds stressful.

And more to the point, its not going to happen.

Oh sure. We can try. And can strive and tell the world we have it.

But something has GOT to give from that list.

And more often than not it the most important things that go first.

Our faith slips.

Our relationships hit hard times.

Our health gets compromised.

Our homes get neglected.

 

So here you go. This is me. In all my non gift glory.

My name is sharniie.

I am not a runner. I tried once and died.

I am not a DIYER.  I will pay you to paint my house.

I am not a crafter. Target, just take my money already.

I am terrible at handwritting. Its a scrawl people.

Lets not even go there with the whole spelling and gramma thing. Ha.

I am not a graden grower. We all know how THAT turned out.

 

But It’s ok.

I dont HAVE to be those things.

It dosent matter.

I’m happy to let them go.

To many times I see people who can do those things and I think.. “Well I need to be like that. I want to run, make a house from scratch, have an acre garden.”

In order to be a semi good woman I need to accomplish this list of things I simply must do…. without thinking about the fact that maybe thats NOT for me.

Have mercy kids. Really. 

Heres an idea: lets look at people who can do those things and appreacte their talent and skill and NOT feel guilty about our own. 

Lets Give that a go y’all.

This is my friend Rachel. Everyone say hello, and be nice. 

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Rachel has one of the best voices I have ever heard.

Like this girl is amazing at singing. It’s one of her skills.

Earlier this year I sat and listened to her sing at her senior recital.

She was amazing.

All of us and the heavens were in awe of her pipes i-am-not-even-joking.

Now I could have sat there and though all about how  I cant sing like that, because, lets be real, I do not have a good voice. Ha.

I could come away thinking I must practise practise practise until I have that same angelic effect on people. Or I could smile and thank God that he made such beautiful skills.

I could be amazed at her stunning talent and tell her how good she is, all without feeling defeated, some how lacking and guilty of myself.

I do my thing, you do yours, she does hers, and togther we make the world turn.

And just becasuse I am not those thing dosent mean that I cant do anything, am somehow failing or dont have anything to offer.

I have been made, crafted, with talents and skills. God has a reason for these.

He’s got a plan for me and my skills and it just gives Him SO much joy when I use them for Him.

There is nothing wrong with knowing and saying what you are good at. Dont brag or belittle others, but know your strengths and own them. 

My name is Sharniie.

I AM good at talking.

I AM good at organizing events and things.

I AM good at cooking

I AM good at encouraging.

I AM good at being real.

Lets be good at the things we ARE good at, not be pressured into things we “FEEL” like we HAVE to do.

Lets be happy for people that can do the things we cant and be proud of the things we are good at.
Lets stop trying to have it all and focus on the things that really matter.

You do you, She’ll do her, I’ll do me and all together we praise God. 

Amen to that Sisters.

Love,

New Little *Non-crafty* Wife

Jolly June; Recaps.

Our June was simply insane.

I was (& am still) in recovery from all the “fun” I had in April & May with my insides, which meant I was tired and hungry most of the month.. with a few days of my body reminding me that I was meant to be “resting”.. Something I am horrid at.

So we kicked off June in in some what of a tired haze… And then quickly launched  to full steam.

I had some super fun beach days with this stunner..

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This Hunk had a birthday..

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And this kid graduated High School all the the one week..

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This beauty was baptized.. We made us ALL give praise hands. Welcome Sista Chlo.

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And this one had her Bridal night..

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Which lead to her getting hitched to this guy a week later…

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It was a super fun, love filled day and she looked simply STUNNING!

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I mean. Drop. Dead. Gorgeous.

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After all these festivities, we wanted more of a chill week before we packed up and headed to Hawaii for the last week of June. 

Hawaii was awesome and relaxing and so so fun. So nice to spend some time with some of the people we love most!

Here are a few fun pictures of our time there:)

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So July is off to a big start too!! But we are hopefully winding down and August is looking a little less crazy, which is sounding oh so nice.

Of course, while all this was going on, I also decided we needed to paint our house. Ha.

So look out for house reno posts in the near future;)

Love,

New Little *Jolly-June-Recaps* Wife

How was your june? Busy? Happy? Hope it was swell!!

 

 

Goings on + I’m Leaving.

Hello Kiddos!

Sorry I have kinda not been all here lately, this month has been stupidly busy and we are not even done yet. We have had weddings and friends stay and crazy work schedules and sickness and all.

This summer is looking to be pretty busy. I know, i’m meant to be relaxing, and I really am, just in-between the crazy. Ha.

This week we have had super hot weather, more on that later (I have a funny story about some fish) but we are busy packing up for a trip to…..

HAWAII.

We are having a big family vacay to Hawaii this week, and I am SO excited.

It’s going to be SO SO nice.

However, I have decided that I am going to spend the whole time off line. No posting or writing or anything.

So for the new two weeks i’m going to be MIA…

Well, not really, I’ll be on the beach reading.

I did snag some good book deals so I have *8* to take with me. Seth thinks I am insane.

I will be back at it with a bunch of good stuff for you guys including a wrap up of June ( It’s been a super fun, crazy month!) & a cool post I ( AND SETH!) have been working on.

But for now, bring on the leis and Pina Coladas.

See ya in two weeks!

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Us on the last Family Hawaii Vacay… When we were young and un married;)

 

Love,

New Little *Hawaii-Going* Wife

 

Dang Pintrest. I waxed my eyebrow off.

I waxed my eyebrow off.

Im just going to come out and say it.

Half of it came clean off.

It was painful. Slightly alarming. Very un planned.

It all started with my skin..

You see, its very sensitive. I cant use alot of things and it breakout and goes red easy.

I found a recipe on pintrest of this face mask that is one that dries hard and you pull off. Like those strip ones.

It had two things in it.

It seemed simple.

The woman on the picture was happy and similing and stunning.

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Let me just say. REALLY. Like REALLY.

WHO THE DANG looks like that doing a face mask. WHO.

Pintrest, youre killing me baby. Get real.

Any. I thought it was a splendid idea.

I made the mask and put in on…

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And near burn my skin off!

I ran around fanning it for a few minutes until it cooled..

Here I am. Looking stunning and simply beautiful.

a while later It came to pulling it off..

Lets just say it didnt go so well..

HALF AN HOUR LATER, alot of tear and a good few yanks, most of it had come off.

See below. Take not of the massive amount near the left eyebrow.. Cause I did not.

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In the last few minutes, I just went for it. pulling and yanking off any little bit I could.

Then, I must off yanked a little hard around the eye area… cause, next second..

half the brow was missing.

yeah.

good look.

If you are wanting a picture of me half eye brow less I will NOT be indulging you. I am also happy to report it has grown back quite speedily. Praise hands.

Moral of the story;  never trust a  smiling face mask model.

Love,

New Little *Half-Browed* Wife

DO YOU HAVE ANY DIY BEAUTY STORIES YOU WOULD LIKE TO SHARE? PRETTY PLEASE?

Two Years Today.

Two years today since I got all pretty and ran down the isle and married this guy (Again!)

 

Hurrah.

We were married six months before in our tiny little court house wedding..

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But today, two years ago we had another one.. Which my parents were actually at.. Always helpful.

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It was such a fun day.. (Although freezing!!) We had over 100 of our nearest & dearest plus this spiffy lot celebrate with us.

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SO nice that both sides of our family could make it out for it. 

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There was a fair few tears..

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A LOT of laughing..

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Plus a fair bit of smooching;)

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Special thanks those who travelled insane lengths to be there.. And to Eric, who flew from the US to marry a couple that we actually already married;)

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SO glad I married ya boy, I would do it again in a heart beat.. Thanks for an awesome two years! Here is to the next 200. I love you millions.

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Love,

 

New Little *Two-Years* Wife

5 am Festivities.

I am, somewhat begrudgingly, a member of the 5 am club.

I get up with Seth at 5 am.

Actually, let me more accurately rephrase that.

I sit up & stare, then shuffle and grunt down the hallway at this outrageously inappropriate hour.

By the time I drag myself into the kitchen, bleary eyed, disheveled and all, three things will happen as I look at Seth;

  1. I will slowly warm up into a functioning state, and actually help him get ready for work. The reason I am vertical at this ridiculous hour.
  2. I will grunt and stare at him. There will then be a look that passes between us, which is an understanding that I will pause my day here, shuffle back down the hallway and resume it at a more seemly hour.
  3. I will continue with my bleary eyed, half dazed stupor insisting I am fine and can help, while trying to put salt in his coffee.

Some days we get 1.

When I’m sick we get a revised version on 2, in which I shuffle nowhere and grunt the understanding from the bed.

Most days it’s 3.

There are a few things that happen when my brain selects number three in the morning.

I call this 5am festivities.

You never know what you’re going to get.

There was the day I waved my arms around in an effort to describe what I was referring to as “ your sippy cup”. AKA his thermos.

The day I decided we should just sit down and eat berries out of the fridge. At 5am. And make them kiss. Cause we are toddlers. And kissing strawberries are hilarious.

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Or the morning I decided talking was simply too much and could we please communicate via interpretive dance?  Lets just talk about that for a second.  Since when is dance less strenuous than talking?!?! In my 5am brain, this all made sense.

I have done laundry with no washing powder, left several teas all half brewing and sat and stared at my pantry from 15 mins all in the name of 5 am festivities.

Anyway, needless to say it’s a lottery. Everyone has made it out alive.

So far.

And by 7:30 I’m usually up, awake and in a more put together state.

I’m trying to become more of a morning person… but it’s taking its time.

I see all these people taking selfies at 5am and writing beneath them how they have already done their devotions, had their coffee, done their workout and are half way finished with their chore list..

Meanwhile I’m here… Looking like this..

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Cheering I managed to be somewhat clothed and staring at my kettle in the hopes someone will make me something caffeinated.

I do love getting up early to get ahead of the day and try and be somewhat together come lunchtime…

But you know what else I love?

Sleep. 

*Can I get an amen?*

Moving on.

The whole point of this is to see whether others suffer from the same condition. 

Are you a morning person? A night owl? Share your tips, tricks and funniest stories with us. 

Some of us *cough* need it.

#TheStruggleIsReal

Love,

New Little *5-am-Festivities* Wife

The babe has a birthday.

Twenty-three years ago a cute yet huge baby was born after a very long two days by a very patient mum.

Super glad it happened.

I got to marry that still cute but no longer 9 lb boy. 

Yep. Today the hunk turns 23.

Crazy to think we have know of each other since we were 16. I feel like we are getting old. Ha ha.

But really.

I couldn’t be happier, prouder, more honored to spend my life with this amazing man. He shows me such love, kindness and grace daily.

I see so much of Jesus in him it blows me away.

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We have been on some insane adventures in the past six years, some awesome, some not so much, and I am always amazed at his ability to keep going, keep smiling and keep encouraging.

If you’re looking for a loyal, dependable guy. He is it.

Except… hands off cause he is mine for life.

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I have so enjoyed growing and learning and adventuring with him. And I can’t wait to see where God leads us this coming year.

Seth, you are hands down my all time favourite. I wake up so excited every day that I got ya for life. You inspire, encourage, challenge and love me so so well. I just can’t wait to see God keep working in you. Here’s to 23, with all its crazy. We got this. It’s gonna be awesome. 

I love you best. 

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Love,

New Little *The-Hunk-Is-23* Wife