“Adulting” Like a Boss

My new favorite word is “adulting.”  It means doing things that adults do, like going to Home Depot for mulch or creating a monthly budget so you don’t spend all your coin on clothes and makeup three months in a row (still working on this one–baby steps, people).  There’s even a book about it!

Anyhoo, I adulted like a boss a few weeks ago when I refinanced to get a better interest rate on a credit card.  Sofi gave me an excellent interest rate, no penalty for early repayment, and a discount for scheduling automatic payments.  Pretty sweet, right?!?

You too can adult like a boss by refinancing with Sofi.  You’ll not only get a baller interest rate, you’ll also get *$100*! YOU CAN DO IT FOR STUDENT LOANS TOO, y’all (and we know we all have a few of those). Click the links below and save some money!

Personal Loan Referral: www.sofi.com/refer/148/30865

Student Loan Refi Referral: www.sofi.com/refer/5/30865

Going to the library to pick this up.  See, I'm adulting already!

Going to the library to pick this up. See, I’m adulting already!


On Fathers Day, I Ate Tomatoes

My father died when I was 13. 

Since then, I’ve felt his absence with each year. So many milestones were met without him there. Getting my first boyfriend. Passing my drivers test. High school graduation, college graduation, move to a new state, receiving my MBA–each passed without his presence. 

Every man I loved made his way into my heart without first gaining the trust of my father. Perhaps this is why I’ve been so unlucky in love. There wasn’t a man who loved me more than any other man could to provide an example of what true love is, to set a standard by which I could evaluate every man who comes into my life. 

My daddy was an alcoholic who lost his life to cirrhosis of the liver. I’m angry at my father for some of the choices he made, but I don’t doubt for a second that he loved me and my mother. Addiction has gotten the best of many, so I can’t judge him–what good would it do anyway?–and sometimes addiction is stronger even than love. 

Regardless, I’m proud to wear my father’s name. I miss him every day and cherish the memories I have of him: his laugh, his smile, how he used to call me “Mama.” His undying love for UK men’s basketball. How he’d wear jeans even on the hottest days and rarely seeing him without a hat. How we used to fight over the last tomato from our neighbor’s garden, but in the end we’d always share it.  

So today, Fathers Day, I ate tomatoes. I drank a beer (his beverage of choice). I cried for the missed moments, those that have passed and those that are to come. But I smiled too. I remembered the good times and I thanked God for sending me my daddy, even if I only had him for a short time. 

I miss him so much. But I know he is watching over me. I hope he’s proud. 

  Tomatoes, with a sprinkle of salt, and a beer in honor of my daddy. 

Mani Madness: Pewter Perfection

Check out my latest mani courtesy of Lotus Nail Bar and Spa in Madison–I love it! Gray is one of my favorite neutrals–it goes with EVERYTHING–and the sparkly finish adds a little spice. The owner freehanded the ring finger design for me. 🙂

You can find the original picture that guided this look (and other beauty inspirations) by following me on Pinterest.

  Pretty in Pewter