Holiday Gift Guides 2022!

And some Mom updates <3

Every year I tell myself I’m going to make a Holiday Gift Guide, and every year I do not. This year, I DID IT. And I realized why I rarely do this: because it takes forever to put together.

In real time, I put together three separate gift guides on my blog, and it took me somewhere in the 5-hour range. Between getting the images without backgrounds to making the flatlays to writing descriptions and linking to each one…it’s a lot of work. Full time bloggers have my respect.

Anyway, below is probably my favorite guide, but click here for all three! I will probably update the list as more things pop into my brain, but I went with the things that people ask me about the most (and some random funny things I saw for the “Foodie” Gift Guide). Happy shopping!

Now, for those of you who follow me on Instagram, you’ll know that my mom fell in her house last week and broke 9 ribs. Yes, 9. Pretty insane and scary, as she was in the hospital for a night before Thanksgiving. Apparently she wasn’t breathing properly (due to the pain), so they wanted to put her on pain medication and monitor her for a night to make sure her breathing would get back to somewhat normal before sending her home. The good news is that she made it home in time for Thanksgiving dinner (I cooked), and she’s feeling better :)

Lesson number one: don’t let Instagram fool you into thinking everything is perfect. I was really not in a good place last week but if you missed the “stories” about my mom on IG, you would think everything was just fine. We choose what we share on there, and I didn’t want to be posting sad shit but I also didn’t want to be posting happy shit. If anything, I was just taking some space from it and getting some “me” time and family time, which is probably the best thing to do when you’re not in the right headspace.

I’ve just seen too many people let the social media “envy” get to them. Happens to me too, I’m not gonna lie, but I remind myself that behind the avo toast and the skincare routine…it could all be crumbling down and we wouldn’t have a fucking clue. It’s a weird life and it’s a highly curated one. Don’t forget that.

Oh and here’s another quick lesson for you: don’t go to CityMD when you think something might be broken. That’s what my mom did at first and they misdiagnosed her nine broken ribs and told her it was two broken ribs. Pretty big deal to miss SEVEN ribs being broken but I’m no doctor…

LOVE YOU MOM EVEN THOUGH YOU WENT TO CITYMD FOR BROKEN RIBS. She really is the President of the Silly Goose Academy.

Hope everyone had a much more calm and uneventful Thanksgiving!