lularoe, Motherhood, travel

First trip of the decade

Well that sounds dramatic. As it should. Every first of the decade is significant. You better believe my first donut will be documented.

As I generally do, I bought a ticket for the event I wanted to attend, a flight, and hotel reservations just four days prior to departure. Is anything else even a thing? 🤪 I usually take nonstop flights, but this time I had a layover in Phoenix. No complaints. It was easy to navigate and I was able to grab coffee inconvenience-free.

My adventure started with me leaving the house at 200 am to trek to Houston for my flight at 550. It was exhausting so I slept on all subsequent flights. I got to LAX around 1100 am. Phew!

Palms from below. Shot by Beckie

California doesn’t disappoint. It’s usually the company I keep that sets the tone of the trip and this trip was no different. I thoroughly enjoyed spending time with friends this trip and eating good food and working on some self-development.

I’m headed home to my people! It’s been a long few days without my kiddos. Can’t wait to see them! Travel is so enjoyable but also pairs with guilt and an anxiousness to return to the normalcies and spontaneity of life at home.

Where’s your first trip of the decade to and when?

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Time for the recharge.

Colorado Edition.

I love to travel. I almost typed “I usually anticipate the trip more than this time”, but that’s not true. I bought my ticket more than a week ago. I packed, 10 minutes before we were slotted to leave town, and showered after that. This was a totally normal trip in the making. Thankfully, I’m traveling with a “late person” like myself. She arrived 36 minutes after our decided departure, and I was almost ready. How about that!

Today, Tuesday, I’m heading to Denver from Tyler on my first Frontier flight. We arrived to the very quaint airport two hours before departure, so who dis? We got to security just as TSA was opening before the flight. Because it’s such a tiny airport, security is not open all the time. 🤷🏻‍♀️ We boarded early, took off early, too! What a good start to this trip. Oh, and the flight was about 40% full on the way there, so all the room was had to spread out!

This week we head to Colorado Springs for work and some down time squished between all the work. I’m looking forward to selling out of several boutiques while traveling. I am so thankful for the opportunity to work and play in a state I haven’t visited in over fifteen years. This is one of my favorite things about my business: flexibility and the sisterhood of welcoming others to benefit each other. It is the best.

Post trip edit:

Frontier was good. I’m super stoked for all the trips I intend to take and how inexpensive it can be! I booked seven flights within twelve hours a few weeks ago and it was less than $400 I do believe.

Back to CO. It snowed. Twice. The first snow, Wednesday, was several inches. But it warmed right up within a couple days, so warm that Brittany, my travel companion and guide, put that Porsche top down Friday. It was beautiful!

Saturday we be-bopped up to Denver for a day at one guest boutique. She was hospitable and we ended the night shipping and getting late dinner and Margs at a restaurant perfectly named: Las Margs. The food was great. The double Marg in the fishbowl was perfection during their late night happy hour.

Sunday, we woke up to new and continuous snow. Our flight was delayed an hour but we arrived home by 10 pm. No complaints. I’m already looking forward to the next trip to CO with my friend. Next on the travel radar is my trip with my oldest. We head to NC for a few days to visit our best friends. We’re stoked! See you soon!

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Connections and chit chat

There’s a big difference between a genuine connection with real conversation and chit chat. However, chit chat can lead to a nice connection. A moment of humanity linking two people. I am all for that.

Today, I reached out to a couple people via messenger though I could have easily commented on their content on social media. The comments seem to lack connection and intentionality in communicating. Do you feel that way? I went to reply to a post and found myself tearing up because I was touched that person had that kind of impact on me. I couldn’t do the injustice on connection of dropping that one liner in a comment and walking away. I engaged. This person and I needed to connect on this. It was a serious matter, end of life stuff for family, that’s not always quick comment stuff… right?

I’m not saying I need to personally message everyone on social and start conversing about their lunch selections, but when friends are hurting, when they’re asking for prayers for a loved one, when they’re sharing personal battles, I chose to connect today, and I’m glad I did. I could use that virtual hug sometimes. The pause that someone intentionally opened the door to hug me and wait. Instead of side hug and run on the interwebs. Is it all the same to you?

In terms of chit chat… today a barista complimented my earrings. I appreciated it. I love these rainbow dangles. She asked where she could find them. I told her I sold them. I needed to hurry up and post them! I did. But we ended up connecting over quirky, fun accessories because the interaction didn’t need to be rushed.

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Wyoming, the beautiful.


I sort of just want to post photos with no text because the views were breathtaking and words do no justice.

But I’ll tell you about my trip. I had an entrepreneurship retreat (I think we’re calling it that…). I paid for the experience in May. It was a steep investment at the time, so this trip was seriously anticipated and needed. I love to travel, and I feel most myself when I’m experiencing new places independently and in a small group with people I love. That’s all just to say… I needed this trip at the beginning of September.

I drove the five hours to Dallas, flew to Salt Lake City, and was bussed to Wyoming. This was a three day excursion. We stayed another three days in Wyoming for the retreat and then journeyed home. The three days in Wyoming were special. Reflective. I didn’t talk a lot but I absorbed as much as I could. I learned tools to help better inform my business actions. I’m stoked to implement new procedures.

Blah. Blah. Blah. So that’s why I went. What I breathed in was fresh air. What I saw was like artwork from God himself. What I felt was NOT hellish heat but cool caresses on my nose and cheeks and the warmth of a beanie and Mimi scarf. I am pro Autumn. I am pro September in Wyoming.