This post is sponsored by BabbleBoxx.com. All opinions are my own. Anyone else feeling especially empowered and strong this month? Maybe it's because we celebrated International Women's Day a few weeks ago, or maybe it's because March is National Women's History Month here in the states, but I have ALL the feels right now. I have felt so supported and confident and celebrated this month as a woman and as a human, and I've had my eyes opened to the amazing women I'm surrounded by in my life. I have an amazing mom, sisters, sister-in-laws, friends, and co-workers and I'm feeling more motivated than ever to continue to celebrate them year-round. It's really true, . . .
This post was sponsored by Orby TV. All opinions are my own. Thanks for supporting the brands that support HTC. Well. It's official. Our house is on the market. The "For Sale" sign is in the front yard. We've been busy with back-to-back showings (15 in the last 4 days.) We have an offer in on a new place in the area we want to move to and have our fingers crossed that the stars align and that everything we've been working towards falls into place. It's been an exhausting few weeks getting the house ready for the market and figuring out all of our finances for our next home purchase. We're really excited about the potential this house sale has to set us up . . .
It's been a hot sec. So hi. Hey there. Happy March. Life has been crazy and I've had to put HTC on the back burner for the last few weeks while I waited for things to slow down just a split second so that I could get my feet under me and figure out what I'm doing with myself. Well, things aren't really slowing down, but I finally have a moment to breathe and share what's been going on in life and what the next few months will look like for us. First thing is first - if you haven't been following along on Instagram Stories - the big news is: We're selling our house and moving! I know. This probably seems a little bit out of the blue. But also, probably not super . . .
This post was sponsored by Frost Bank. All opinions are my own. Thanks for supporting the brands that support HTC. I don't think anyone would categorize me as an optimistic person growing up. Not that I was negative or pessimistic - but I just wasn't one of those people who immediately was categorized in the optimism category. I was most often put in the dramatic and angsty category, to be honest. I guess that's why my parents had a bit of a hard time taking the complaints about my leg pain I was experiencing in my sophomore year of high school seriously. I mean, I can't blame them. I remember being so frustrated that they weren't taking me seriously one night . . .
Thanks to Babbleboxx.com for sponsoring this post. As always, all opinions and thoughts presented are entirely my own. Thanks for supporting Hey There, Chelsie! If you've been around here for a while, you might know that Valentine's Day holds some significant meaning to me, as it marks the anniversary off finishing my first chemotherapy treatment 13 years ago. For a while, Valentine's Day was hard for me because it brought back some pretty rough memories but I've worked hard to change how I felt about Valentine's Day over the last few years. Now, instead of using Valentine's Day as an excuse to feel sad about what I went through, I use it as an excuse to celebrate . . .
It's no secret that Dustin and I have been working really hard at changing our lifestyles for the last year and, I'm proud to say, we've been really successful in just that: lifestyle changes. Two years ago, we found ourselves both at our heaviest weight, with Dustin recovering from a very scary emergency gallbladder removal surgery while traveling for my sister's wedding. It scared us both. We realized that we had developed a lot of habits that were resulting in our bodies feeling pretty crummy and not performing the way we wanted them to. So, we set out to make changes that would actually stick and would slowly, but surely, give us the results we wanted: feeling . . .
This post was sponsored by Ling Ling, all opinions expressed in my post are my own. Six years ago, I was packing up two suitcases with all of my belongings and all of the school supplies I could fit in them and getting ready for the adventure of a lifetime. After getting my left knee totally replaced, courtesy of my tumor, I finally felt like I was ready to take on the world and shove it right back in cancer’s face. I was going to take back my life and everything that cancer had told me that I would never be able to accomplish or do. So, as any logical twenty-four year old would do, I deferred from school, packed my suitcases, and got on a plane that took me . . .
This post is sponsored by BabbleBoxx.com on behalf of popchips. Thanks for supporting the brands that support HTC! Superbowl Sunday is just TWO Sunday's away and we are VERY excited (being Patriots fans, and all.) Even though we've been pretty dang spoiled with our team making it to the Superbowl for the last three years, we love throwing Superbowl viewing parties every year, no matter who's playing. There's just something magical about combining the biggest football game of the year with friends, family, and food! Sometimes we're invested in the game and sometimes we're not, but we love an excuse to get together to watch the commercials, critique the . . .
The New England Patriots are going to the Superbowl. I know, I know. If you aren't from New England, chances are you're miffed, upset, and annoyed that TB12 and crew are heading to the Superbowl for the 3rd year in a row (and for the 10th time in his career.) I can understand why that might be a little bit of a bummer for fans outside of Boston (which is why last year's super bowl loss wasn't as big of a heartbreak as previous losses were - I was okay to share the trophy with the Eagles.) But, as a girl who grew up 45 minutes outside of Boston, who spent every Sunday afternoon watching the Patriots with her dad and learning the game inside and out, and who met . . .