Have You Tried Axiology Lipsticks?

I’ve got a steal for you guys happening right now. Have you heard of Axiology lipsticks? Made with just 10 organic and wildcrafted ingredients, each lip product in the Axiology line provides earth-based pigments and long-lasting hydration. The secret to the lip stains’ staying power is avocado butter and candelilla wax, a vegan alternative to beeswax, and each lipstick is encased in a chic, gold vessel.

This month, the Beauty Heroes Makeup Discovery includes three full-sized lipsticks and/or lip crayons for $45. (Normally would retail for $86, so once again, Beauty Heroes is serving up quite a steal.)

You can choose between three boxes, Bright, Daring, or Natural. (You can see the color choices here.)

I, of course, chose Daring. I mean, did you even have to ask?

top to bottom: Valor Matte Lip Crayon, Worth Matte Lipstick, Infinite Sheer Balm Lipstick

Matte Lip Crayon in Valor

Matte Lipstick in Worth

Sheer Balm Lipstick in Infinite

My thoughts? These colors would look good on many skin tones. (I honestly think my very cool skin tone is the hardest match for warm colors, but the shades didn’t look too off on me.) I almost always go for blue or neutral-based reds and pinks, so these shades were a new frontier for me, and I’m glad I gave them a try! In general, from my experience, Axiology lipsticks run warm and brown, so if you gravitate towards those tones, you are going to love these.

And you know what? For those of you who might be scared off by the “daring” name, never fear…they are wearable. (Especially Infinite, which is really sheer.) The darkest (and not surprisingly my favorite) is Valor, and I would say the most “daring” is Worth, which is orange orange orange on me.

Of course, there are also the Bright and Natural discovery boxes, so you are covered on all fronts. Check out all the shades here, and as always, leave any questions for me in the comments!

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Original Source of this article: Ruth Davis’ OC Blog , https://ruthrdavisblog.wordpress.com


Friday Finds

1. ASOS | Sweater in Oversized with Deep Cuffs 
2. Free People Swim Too Deep Turtleneck Sweater | Nordstrom 
3. Oversized Ruffle Cowl Neck Sweater | Express 
4. Oversized Chenille Striped Pullover | Anthropologie 
5. Nice Martin Zaiden Ruffle Sleeve Chenille Sweater | Urban Outfitters 
6. Ruffle Crew Neck Sweater | The Gap 
7. Oversized Fisherman Sweater | Forever 21
8. Raw-Cut Knit Sweater | Forever 21 
9. Ruffled Cowl Neck Pullover | Anthropologie 

Source Link: Friday Finds

Original Source of this article: Ruth Davis’ OC Blog , https://ruthrdavisblog.wordpress.com

Being a B-grade mom this holiday season

This post was sponsored by Bad Moms Christmas + Evite

It’s not that I’m a Bad Mom, per se. It’s just that sometimes, I’m a bit of a slacker.

I love my kids. I love making things special for them. But sometimes, I’m also just tired. Physically tired, but also tired of trying to keep up with the Pinterest-worthy lifestyle.

Take the holidays, for example. It feels like every holiday has to be this over-blown production for the kids. Like St. Patrick’s Day. When I was a kid we celebrated St. Patrick’s Day by wearing something green. THE END. I have noticed that over the past few years, our kids were getting some grander ideas from school. Wanting to make leprechaun tracks and gold coin hunts and expecting some green-related surprises throughout the house. Um, no. This is how we celebrate St. Patrick’s Day. A $3 box of cereal. Green shirts. The end.

St. Patrick’s Day is supposed to be a “phone-it-in” holiday. I refuse to acknowledge the leprechaun as some new iteration of the Easter Bunny.

And less than a month after having survived that whole mess, we’ve got Valentine’s Day which has became The New Halloween, because God forbid you send a simple store-bought card. You’d better include some candy or your child will be shunned. Shunned! One of my kids came home with not just a candy from each class, but a WHOLE FREAKING GOODIE BAG from each student.
And then, I think I’ve got a break for a month BUT NO. Surprise! We’ve got 100 Days of School to celebrate. And by “celebrate” I mean the kids sticking 100 things on a hat. And by “the kids” I mean me.
And do not even get me started on what Easter has become. When I was a kid my mom went to the store and bought us a new dress and a pre-made plastic Easter basket for $8.99.  THE END. There was candy and we loved it. Maybe we would dye some eggs from a kit sitting in the check-out lane at Target. They would look like crap.
Then there is Christmas, which is an overboard holiday by nature, but some mom had to decide that in addition to the decorating and the tree and the gift-buying and the class parties and the holiday cards, I’ve also got to move a weird elf around into a new surprise tableau every day? Nope. Not gonna happen.
Fortunately, I’ve found my tribe of mom friends, and we have all settle on being a B average kinda mom. We’re “good enough” moms.  We can have parties with slightly messy houses. We can bring frozen food if we need to. We can get together without a reason and make everyone bring something because we don’t have time for a store run. And that kind of community is a beautiful thing.
I think that’s why the movie Bad Moms resonated so much. So many of us feel like we never measure up, or that it’s some kind of a radical decision to decide to forego perfection. It’s refreshing to see other women embrace imperfection. There is a new Bad Moms movie coming out: A Bad Moms Christmas, and I was practically shouting Hallelujah at the trailer because YES TO ALL OF IT. It opens November 1 and my girlfriends and I will be in the theater will bells on. Order your tickets here to snag your seats now!

Speaking of girlfriends . . . there’s nothing quite like a night out without the kids, and Evite and Bad Moms have partnered to encourage moms to get some me-time together this holiday season with a new line of Bad Moms Christmas invitations. My friends and I use Evite all the time – it’s such a simple way to plan a gathering, and these new invites are really fun. You can see them all here.

They’re the perfect vibe for a fun holiday party, or for getting friends together to see the movie.


Source Link: Being a B-grade mom this holiday season

Original Source of this article: Ruth Davis’ OC Blog , https://ruthrdavisblog.wordpress.com


Most of us know how to eat well . . . so why don’t we? We discuss the barriers to a healthy diet, the last factor of Myers Briggs (Judging vs. Perceiving) and how it affects self-care, and we each dish on our current favorite fashion trend. Spoiler alert: we have a strong disagreement on high-waisted pants. Our latest episode is here:



Original Source of this article: Ruth Davis’ OC Blog , https://ruthrdavisblog.wordpress.com

Sharing Some of My Personal Best Practices for Self-Care

I’ve been talking a lot about self-care lately but the truth is, it’s really hard for me. With the kids back in school now, I have a little time to focus on my own self-care. Today I’m sharing some of my personal best practices for self-care, including my bullet journal, an incredible detox scrub and mask from Teami Blends that are like a reset button for my face, some of my favorite scents, and my favorite relaxation playlist. If you want to try Teami’s awesome mask made with a blend of Matcha Tea, Bentonite Clay and Lemon Grass, use the code RATM for 15% off today! #teamimommi #thankyouteami www.teamiblends.com

Source Link: Sharing Some of My Personal Best Practices for Self-Care

Original Source of this article: Ruth Davis’ OC Blog , https://ruthrdavisblog.wordpress.com

Our weekend OC Bus adventure

This post is sponsored by OC Bus

I’m great about using public transportation when I travel. I’m enthusiastic about to taking the subway when I visit New York. I’ve taken the tube in London and the metro in Paris, and when the kids and I visited Amsterdam last year, we rode the bus everywhere. And yet, in my own city, I must confess that I’ve never even taken the bus.

The other day, I found myself with 15 kids at my house. I usually have an extra kid or two at the house on any given day. We live in a family-oriented neighborhood with lots of incredible kids and I love having them over. But this day was definitely extreme.

I decided that this was the perfect time to give our city bus a whirl. The kids wanted to go get ice cream and I had too many people to fit in a car. So we rounded everyone up and walked to our nearest bus station, which only took about five minutes.

One nice bonus was discovering that the map app on my phone would give me perfect instructions for my route using public transportation. I popped in the ice cream shop we were headed for, and hit the little bus icon, and it provided me with walking instructions to the stop, the bus number I needed and where to get off, and then walking instructions to the ice cream shop. Also handy? OC Bus has mobile ordering, so we grabbed the tickets with our phone and then it was just a simple scan when we got on the bus.

The kids were so pumped. It was hilarious to see how excited they were for this little adventure. I swear, the bus was as exciting for them as any ride at Disney. They loved the anticipation of it all, sitting at the bus stop like big kids and waiting for it to come along. And of course, they headed straight to the back of the bus.

With that many kids, we sort of took over. They had a blast on the ride, and we got to the ice cream shop much quicker than I anticipated. It was fast and easy, and the bus was modern and clean.

All 18 of us (15 kids and three adults) filed into Afters for handmade ice cream. This was a local place I’ve been wanting to try but hadn’t found the time. They had all kinds of fun flavors like cookie monster and tiramisu, but the real gem on the menu is their milky bun, which is basically a doughnut sandwich with ice cream in the middle. My goodness, it was delicious.

After ice cream we moseyed around, exploring our city. We went into a skate shop so the boys could get some oil for their wheels. We stopped at a fountain and walked around a shopping plaza, letting the kids run into the stores they were interested in. Then, we walked over to Thunderking Coffee Bar, which our friend owns, and let the kids hang while the adults had a quick cocktail at SOCIAL next door. One more bonus of the bus: no designated driver needed.
It was a really fun day and the kids are already asking to do it again. I think the bus will be a regular option for outings in the future.
If you live in Orange County and want to try the bus, first-time riders can receive 2 free day passes at OCBus.com. It’s a great option for family excursions, and also the perfect way to commute to work so that you can relax (or even work) on the way.

Source Link: Our weekend OC Bus adventure

Original Source of this article: Ruth Davis’ OC Blog , https://ruthrdavisblog.wordpress.com

Assisting Hands Houston Named “Premier Provider” of Home Care

Terri Robbins of Assisting Hands Houston

Terri Robbins of Assisting Hands Houston

Under the leadership of franchise owner Terri Robbins, Assisting Hands Houston was named the “#1 provider for elder and senior care in the Houston area.”

Terri and her team provide the best in-home care to their clients because they have a passion for caregiving. In the article published by the Digital Journal, clients give testimonials about the Houston team and how they alleviate the stress and worry of finding good quality home care.

Read the full story here.

Congratulations to Terri and all of Assisting Hands Houston, and thank you for all you do for the people of Houston.

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TBT: The joy and sorrow of kids who grow up

On Thursdays I post from the vault. This post is from June 2014.
Next year is the year, people. It’s when Karis starts kindergarten. My youngest. My last. I haven’t quite figured out how that’s supposed to feel.
Part of me thinks I might break into song and go skipping jubilantly through my house. Because freedom! I will be able to work without distractions every weekday. I will not have to struggle to maintain a work-life balance because I can just WORK during those precious hours. I can blog and write and Facebook and plan dinner and all those things without my tiny little mini-me lurking in the background.
Then part of me wants to sob because my tiny little mini-me will no longer be lurking in the background. Because THE TIME: Where did it go? Who’s going to ask me to read to her? Who’s going to sit in my lap and snuggle? Who’s going to inspire my #assholeparent hashtags on Instagram?
No one. I will be alone.
Joy and sorrow. Beauty and ashes. That’s the struggle of the human experience, especially from a parenting standpoint. We long for the freedom of the future—potty training, independent kids, simplified travel, empty nests—until those things actually arrive. And then we pine for the good old days when they were babies. It feels like I’m always on the verge of the next big milestone, and always ready for it to get here as soon as possible. But when that next stage arrives, it brings along a little sadness, because we also lose something. Transition always leaves something lovely behind, and in the immortal words of the great 80s glam metal band Cinderella, you don’t know what you got till it’s gone
I’m gonna miss little Karis, just like I missed little Jafta—who’s now going into 4th grade and is growing up so fast he probably already has his own YouTube channel I don’t know about. Kembe and India were just in diapers, it seems. Now they are little little adults. Childhood seems to take forever until you’re a parent. Then it takes, like, two weeks and suddenly they’re showing you their new tattoos and helping you fix the wifi and the whole childhood thing’s DONE.
So I’m wavering between excitement and sadness. Between optimism and deep, sinking woe. I guess you could say all those things average out, which makes me…ambivalent?…about these changes. I long for them and then I find myself on the bathroom floor ugly-crying when it finally happens. 
Awhile back, I wrote about the song “Stop, Time” from the musical version of Big. (Yes, there was a musical version.) That song still haunts me. Those lyrics:

You want your kid to change and grow but when he does, another child you’ve just begun to know leaves forever 

So this is just a long way of saying I’m really feeling it today. The parenting paradox. How do you find a way to experience every moment and celebrate every stage of life while also holding aside some dreams for the future? How do we focus on contentment in the present rather than longing for either the future or the past? 

I’m still trying to figure that out.

Source Link: TBT: The joy and sorrow of kids who grow up

Original Source of this article: Ruth Davis’ OC Blog , https://ruthrdavisblog.wordpress.com

What family preservation looks like in Haiti

When we set out to adopt from Haiti, the ethics of the organization we would work with was a top concern. I believe in family preservation, and I did not want to adopt a child who was removed from living birthparents for monetary reasons. I did a ton of research and kept getting the same answer: Heartline. They had a great reputation in Haiti, and they tried very hard to reunify birth families when they could. The people who work at Heartline will always hold a special place for me, because they helped Kembe join our family. But they have also become close friends. Troy and Tara are two of my favorite people in the world.

Their value for family preservation meant that they felt conflicted about facilitating adoptions. While there are many kids in need of a family, there are even more who are at risk of being orphaned and need intervention BEFORE that happens. As a result of that concern, Heartline made a dramatic shift. They closed down the orphanage and adoption branch to focus on maternal health and orphan prevention. You can hear founder Beth McHoul talk about that passion here:

Haitians suffer the highest maternal mortality ratio in the Western Hemisphere, by far. Millions of Haitian women either cannot access health care, or cannot afford it. Those who can’t afford it are often left to go it alone. Even those who can afford it are often treated in conditions that are unimaginable here in the US. Women are left to labor alone, often in dirty rooms with no one attending until the baby is actually crowning.
My friends who run Heartline Haiti offer a very different experience for the Haitian women in their program. Each week the Heartline prenatal program sees twenty pregnant women. Most of them have never received pre-natal care. When it comes time to deliver their babies the women can come to the birthing center to have their baby. 

Heartline offers women in Haiti a safe, clean, peaceful and loving place to experience labor and delivery with trained midwives to assist the ladies throughout their labor and delivery. This should be a given to all women, regardless of where they live, but unfortunately, it’s not the case.

In addition to a safe birthing experience, Heartline offers holistic care to try to prevent orphans, by empowering mothers with the help and skills they need to parent their own children. Their education center provides literacy and job skills that enable them to start businesses, earn an income, pursue their dreams, and provide for their families.

A few years ago we made the decision to give to Heartline every month.  Haiti continues to need help rebuilding after so many natural disasters.  These are some of the people we trust will do that.  The mainstays of their ministry – a sewing school and a birthing center – will continue to help make a brighter future for the next generation in Haiti.  If you are looking for a place to give, I highly recommend Heartline.  They are celebrating ten years of doing orphan prevention this year. 

To learn more, or to donate, visit their birthday campaign page.

Source Link: What family preservation looks like in Haiti

Original Source of this article: Ruth Davis’ OC Blog , https://ruthrdavisblog.wordpress.com