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A Valentine’s Day Gift for Her: Vivi G. Shoes

Rebecca Fox Starr — Sun, 08 Feb 2015 07:28:45 +0000

As I have mentioned, this week I will be featuring some very special opportunities, deals and ideas for you so that you can get the right gift for anyone whom you may love (a partner, a friend, a family member–the list is endless).

A fabulous gift idea at a reasonable price point is a pair of the brand new line of Tory Burch Flip Flops. They come in tons of fun patterns and fun colors and have the signature Tory Burch logo.

Flip flops in February may seem like an odd pairing (no pun intended) but I know that I use these sandals year round (for pedicures, quick trips down to the basement to do laundry, etc) and I know that I love having special pairs of summer shoes tucked away in my closet, just waiting for that first warm day.

So, here is your Mommy, Ever After special of the day:

Pick up a pair of Tory Burch Flip Flops (retail price $50) at Vivi G. Shoes and you get 10% your purchase by mentioning this site.

If you are a local (meaning you live in the Philadelphia area) your Vivi G. store is in Eagle Village in Wayne, but you can order these (or any other shoes) online at vivigshoes.com.

(Tip: While you are in Eagle Village, check out one of my all-time favorite discoveries, Valley Forget Flowers; it was my dried flower mecca back when I was distracting myself from severe postpartum depression with home decorating.)

Give a girl the right shoes, and she can conquer the world.

Marilyn Monroe

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That dang ol’ Y Chromosome.

mommyeverafter — Fri, 10 Oct 2014 18:49:45 +0000

I kid.
A little.
(*Note, if you know me, you will know that I am the last person to make gender stereotypes or, frankly, to make any judgements about a person’s behavior or character based on things such as sex, gender or any other personal feature. So I am not actually being sexist here I promise.)
But, alas, when I had my daughter I never childproofed my house. Why?
Was a negligent parent?
No, I was an anxiety-ridden freak who Purelled the straps on wooden restaurant high chairs.
But she was just so good. And dainty. And she didn’t get near the stairs, or touch any of my things like all of the decorative balls in bowls or mirrored coffee tables or fragile picture frames. She just knew to “look with her eyes and not with her hands”, almost inherently.
And then I went for round two. And round two had (has) a penis.
And I have been told, and again, this is just something that I am reiterating, that people with these organs,
whom we often refer to as little boys,
are a bit more…active.
Lively.
Destructive.
So gone are the days of my beautiful mirrored coffee table from Lambertville and crystal bowls with balls.
In fact, last month, right before my time away, I heard my little boy crying around that coffee table on a Sunday afternoon as I was reading and cooking dinner and lazing around. When I finally got around to checking on him to see what was the cause of his upset, I saw what can only be described as a murder scene. The mirrored coffee table was covered in a POOL of blood. Seven stitches later and that table is now in my basement. My crystal bowl is now out of reach. We now have soft, fabric, chevron ottomans. They are ok.
But I have been adjusting. Adjusting to the fact that my son’s favorite toys are the ipad, the remote, the computer and the toilet. The water in the toilet, to be specific.
Oh? What’s that? How many times has he fallen (dove) off of the bed or couch? Are you talking about just today?
It is a whole new world, m’friends. A whole new world.
So just now, as I was pacing the first floor, making lunch, talking on the phone with my best friend, tidying up, I was stopped dead in my tracks by what I can only refer to as yet another murder scene. Thank god this time there was no blood shed.
Only tears.
Only my own.
If you have followed me over on 511, you might recall my love affair/battle with a certain dried hydrangea arrangement in my entrance hallway.
And finally, finally, I had

Gotten it right.

So then, imagine my surprise, as I was gabbing on to my bestie about this and that when I saw THIS:

The punk. Didn’t even try to hide.
So, that is the tale of me, my beloved hydrangeas, my sweet bruiser of a son
(I still love you with all of my heart, kid.)
and a Y chromosome.

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Show a Little Faith…

mommyeverafter — Thu, 27 Feb 2014 12:12:53 +0000

I woke up singing this song. I think my strength symbols are reminding me during this big, emotional week.

Give it a listen. Hopefully it is a peaceful way for you to start your day. With strength,

Love, Becca (and Superman)

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