Path to Minimalism

Minimalist was not what I thought I’d become one year ago. I never really gave myself a specific “category” or “type” of person I am. After two years of dating, my husband and I decided to move in together early 2015. I didn’t realize that I had a lot of stuff until I moved in with him. I lived on my own for a year and I must have been blind but didn’t see it until I combined my items with my husband’s. Later into the months, I started to notice the items that had been sitting in our closet was just…. well, sitting there! I had to do something about it. Especially since decluttering anything and everything made me happy. I was not a clean freak, but clean always made me happy.

About a year later in early 2016, after our son was born, we decided to move back to our home town three hours away. The plan was to purchase a home, move in and begin our lives as a brand new family. What we ended up doing was purchasing a fixer upper home and moving in with my parents temporarily while our home is under constructions from tile to roof.

During our stay at my parents, I started to feel a little bit overwhelmed with the items we had for three people in this tiny room we were staying in. The storage unit we were renting did not have anymore room for these unwanted items I had been wanting to get rid of forever.

That was when I stumbled upon the minimalists, Joshua and Ryan from I’ve read several of their essays, which are blog posts and even started listening to their podcast. I also read their book Everything that Remains. It was mind blowing to me that I had always been a minimalist and never realized it. Minimalism to me felt right. It was conforting to know that there were communities all around us with the same belief and values that I had completely agreed with.

I ended up donating at least five large bag of clothes over the past few months. Toys, old high school stuff I didn’t need, clothes, pictures, anything and everything I can sell and donate. Thanks to online selling, I was able to sell plenty more of my gently used items.

My son has plenty of toys that he plays with and I do not really touch his toys or get rid of them yet until he outgrows them. He has plenty of clothes that I try to keep up with but gave up on because he is just growing too fast and going through each of his clothes once a month was better than going through it once a week. We hand his clothes down to his cousins and the ones that are not good enough to be passed down to anyone, we throw them away, unfortunately.

My husband understands that I am now a minimalist, but tells me that I don’t seem like it with the stuff I still have laying around. Each of the items, he says I have, I use though, each of them serves a purpose. I don’t own a clutter full of make up, lotions and potions, but it’s a few that I use daily. My husband has minimal clothing like me, but not by choice. He just doesn’t have that much clothes. Also, he and I hardly shop for clothes.

What I love about minimalism, is that you can create your own recipe designed to your lifestyle. Enjoying life  and what you have in front of you is truly what it’s all about with the extra bonus of owning things that you will truly use. There is no right or wrong about it! It just has a new meaning to what adds value to your day to day grind.

So, our home will be completed in a few weeks after waiting for almost a year. I am excited to move in with only a few boxes and be completely happy. Materialistic things are not important to me. Family to me is what’s important. I enjoy every second of it as opposed to showing off my latest gadgets to people or flaunting the latest outfit of the week. Yes, I admit it, I was once “that” girl. But if anyone ever continues to be that way, they are going to chase this path forever. I am happy to pause and smile and be grateful, humble and appreciative with what is already in front of me. Family and close friends that care about me and vise versa.

I also want to assure everyone, that I respect everyone’s outlook and lifestyle. This is not to discourage anyone who is the polar opposite of minimalism. I know plenty of people who enjoy owning the finest things in life but can still stay absolutely humble and appreciative with what they have. Keeping up with Jones’ may be a way of living,  but it is not THE way of living.

I hope this was informative and helpful! If you have any questions or comments, feel free to shoot me a message in any of my social media platform!

Grey shirt

Ever gone to work with a huge yellow pee stain on your shirt? I have.

A little background: My husband, son and I temporarily live with my parents until our renovation home is well… renovated. Long story long, when I get ready for work, I have to be quiet as a mouse and sometimes grab things without looking at myself in a full size mirror, because ours is in the abyss we call storage.

Anyway, I put on this clean grey shirt as part of my minimalist capsule wardrobe and wear it with my black work pants and my black blazer as seen on the Minamlist Capsule Wardrobe: Outfits for one work week. I’m not going to lie, I felt awesome! I felt large and in charge in my White House black market grey shirt. It wasn’t until I got to work and took the stairs to the third floor (as usual) and saw this hideous pist stain across my top as if I had spilled coffee on myself. Mind you, the lighting at work where the staircase is located are pretty darn good!

I was upset at myself and even panicked a little bit. I ended up turning my shirt backwards and thought I was in the clear and even said “whew! That was a close one!” until I saw more of the haunting highlighter stain on the bottom right side of my shirt. What a nightmare, I thought! I said to myself to keep my blazer on and act cool. Did I act cool? No! I looked extremely sketchy and possibly borderline psychopath.

As I walked up and down the hall to use the bathroom, I felt like everyone was staring at me and maybe thought I stole a bunch of office supplies which was why there was highlighter stains on the back of my shirt and on the front bottom right. Oh gosh! I know it’s nothing to be mortified about, but when you’re feeling cool and again, “large and in charge”, you will feel like a flea’s poop after checking yourself out in the elevator mirror/only full size mirror you have until you move into your home.

At the end of the day, I survived! I started laughing and ended up calling my husband and telling him what a goof ball I was. Oh, and it was a Monday!

Mama’s boy

I am a mother to a rambunctious now 17 month old boy. This is a blog about my son, Trey and how I once held this tiny 5 pounds 10 ounce baby boy and blinked to a now 17 month old charming, handsome, smart toddler who cannot stop calling me”mama”. 
I enjoy my son’s company and how he sits on my lap when it’s time to read. (He loves books!)  He also enjoys singing and playing and mimicking other people’s facial expressions and the way they talk.  Can’t forget the singing and dancing! As long as he has his “go-gos” (gold fish) and agua (water in Spanish) he is golden! He enjoys Elmo, along with the Sesame Street gang. He can’t get enough of them sometimes! 

I am in the process of teaching him some Tagalog, which is the Philippines’ main language. He is learning Spanish too. I want him to be tri-lingual like his mother. 
At times, after reading to him his books at night, and as I watch him fall into slumber and dream away, I wonder what he is going to be like in three years when he starts school. I see his big smile and one eye brow raised when another kid in his class on the first day of school say something out of the ordinary or funny. I see him with plenty of friends surrounding him due to his charming personality that he’s had since day one. 

Meanwhile, I picture my future self, a hot mess, (to put it nicely) spying on him through the glass window at my son’s school (which his father and grandmother attended), while my husband is peeling my face off the window assuring me that Trey will be fine. 

Every detail is in this imagination of mine. Even the smell of an old building that is covered up in a fresh coat of paint for the new school year. The paint, however, couldn’t quite mask the rest of the building that inevitably “smelled funny” as the kids would say. 

Trey’s imagination is going to run wild! I picture him writing a wonderful essay about his family and where he came from. I picture him playing baseball, taking piano lessons and even taking up karate. 

I guess since I am a mother now, these are going to be the norm for me as far as how my nightly thought process will go. Sometimes I think of Trey in high school and even college, but haven’t really had any luck with chosing a scenario or at least what he and I are talking about without thinking about the cliché mom and son conversations I see on TV. You have a crush? What’s her name? I’d like to meet her. You’re building a rocket ship and sending dogs to the moon? You got into Harvard AND Yale? Oh my! That’s wonderful, son! I am so proud of you! None of these are realistic for me. Except for maybe the crush talk. 

I’ll rant on next time, but for now I’ll just imagine. One thing is for sure though, I CAN wait for my son to grow up. I truly can. Until then. 

Minimalist Capsule Wardrobe: Outfits for One Week

Here are my nine pieces of items to wear for the upcoming work week. 

Again, there is no wrong or right way to gather a few items together and play a game of mix and match! 

I like a very simple, casual, sophisticated style. I really love stripes and floral tops so you will see a lot of that in my future blog entries with my next set of items to wear. 

To top of my nine pieces, I added three pairs of shoes to complete each outfit, which will make everything a total of 12 items! 

Monday’s outfit: 

I work at a very casual work place and why not start the week off with a nice black blazer, one of my favorite stripe top, dark jeans and cream/tan flats? 

Tuesday’s outfit:

A comfortable white tee with a light jacket and some casual leggings with a pair of black ballet flats to complete my style. 

Wednesday’s outfit: 

A black mid dress in the middle of the week with a floral kimono and a pair of black flats with straps. This is a great break from wearing pants as well. Also, it helps for the rest of my clothes that may need some quick washing before re-wearing it again in the same week. So, why not? 

Thursday’s outfit: 

The same stripe top with a pair of casual work pants and my plain black ballet flats to again complete my Thursday’s workflow. 

Friday’s outfit: 

The same blazer from Monday and white tee and leggings from Tuesday. Black ballet flats with straps to end the week just right with this simple, sophisticated outfit. 
I hope this was informative and helpful! If you have any questions or comments, feel free to shoot me a message in any of my social media platform! 

Also, don’t forget to tag me on instagram on any of your capsule wardrobe pieces. 

Pistachio no bake Pie!

Hey! How about it, eh? 

This took me about 15 minutes all together to make. Of course, my husband and my parents decided to partake because my no baking ingredients involved one thing: pistachios! 

Now I am no baker, but this caught my attention because on how easy it was to make AND I love pistachios!

Learn how to make it with this easy, step by step guide! 

What you will need are the following ingredients:

  • 9 inch graham cracker crust
  • 1 box of Pistachio JELL-O pudding mix
  • Powdered sugar (about 3-5 tsp)
  • 1 packet of cream cheese softened (8oz)
  • Heavy whip cream (need 2 cups)
  • 1 cup of milk 

At the baking section:

  • 9 inch graham cracker crust
  • 1 box of Pistachio JELL-O pudding mix
  • Powdered sugar (to use on pie:about 3-5 tsp)

At the dairy section:

  • 1 packet of cream cheese softened (8oz)
  • 1 cup of milk

At the frozen dessert section:

  • Heavy whip cream (need 2 cups)

Nuts: Pistachio for garnish! 😋

Mix milk and the box of Pistachio JELL-O pudding together into a mixing bowl until thickened. It should take five minutes (as directed in JELL-O box) and once done combine the packet of 8oz cream cheese into the mix and batter until thickened.

One you’re ready, lay your green yummy-ness on the graham cracker pie crust. (Keep the lid from the graham cracker crust).

Then on a separate mixing bowl, mix powdered sugar and whip cream until ready. Lay over as topping on pie. 

Optional: Top pie with crushed pistachio for garnish. I took about 10 pieces of pistachio nuts and put them in a ziplock bag and crushed them and place as garnish on pie. 

DONT FORGET: Keep the LID from the graham cracker crust and when done flip the lid over to seal the pie and refrigerate over night.

Hope this helps! Feel free to tag me your delicious super easy dessert on instagram! 

Until then! 

Thoughts: S-Town Podcast

S-Town was announced while I was listening to This American Life and Serial podcasts a few months ago. All seven episodes (chapters) came out at once and bam!  I binged listened to the whole thing the day it came out! 

I will not say much about this podcast due to any spoiler, but the production value is phenomenal! This is about a man name John B, who contacted one of the reporters from podcast This American Life, Brian Reed, about his home town in Woodstock, Alabama and how a murder had happened andwill need to solved. He also explains how the town he lives in should be called Shit Town, hence the name of the podcast.  It then gets crazy interesting after chapter one. Host of the show, Brian Reed does an amazing job by telling this true story very well!

 I recommend this podcast to anyone interested in a little suspense to their day. Each episode that went by had me on the edge of my seat, wanting to find out more! Truly a great listen! If you like This American Life and Serial, you will like this too!