If you scrapbook, has your style changed drastically throughout the years?

Teddy is our precious dog, who we love so much! For those who don't know, we adopted Teddy from Family Dogs New Life Shelter in January. He is blind in both eyes and has been blind since he was born or from a very young age. He's totally used to it and is as happy as a clam. Teddy keeps us entertained all the time! He lightly runs into things all the time while trying to map out his way through the house. If you call him, he'll go the opposite way. He doesn't bark very often, doesn't jump, and doesn't lick. He is the most mellow little guy around! Basically, he sleeps 23 hours a day. He's happiest when he's being snuggled, which is good, because I like to hold him, lay on him like a pillow, and get all up in his face. We adopted Teddy because I was lonely at home all day. Many days I can't leave the house and needed someone to keep me company. I LOVE having Teddy around, he makes me smile all day. We are a perfect pair!

Teddy wants to know what's inside!

So what was inside? A mini tube of Crest 3-D White toothpaste, Downy Unstoppables, Downy Infusions Fabric Softener, a Tide pod, a Tide Boost Vivid, Pantene shampoo and conditioner, a coupon book with my name on it, and six coupons! Not bad! I've tried all the items before (except for that specific type of Pantene), but that's great because it's all things I actually use.

Next up, I received two coupons for free products!


We're excited to try the new Tropicana juice, and I'm looking forward to trying the new Nivea lip balms! Coupons like this will often auto-deduct. Meaning, if I am able to get the juice for less than $4.99, the full $4.99 will apply to my purchase. It doesn't always work that way, but hopefully this time it does!

I love, love, LOVE the color combination of teal and orange. I saw this fun board on Pinterest, and it got my inspiration juices flowing!

Right now it’s 12:47 in the morning and I should be fast asleep. I’m up, however, and it’s not my choice. I’ve been happily married for six months, am in the prime of my life, and should be on cloud nine. Instead, this has been the darkest and loneliest period of my life thus far. You see, I have these giant, burning, itching, painful red welts all over my body, making it impossible to sleep. Where there aren’t hives, there are shadows--remains of the hives from yesterday that turn into bruises. I spend my days constantly asking myself if I should leave the hives alone (if I don’t scratch them, they burn), or scratch them (sweet relief, then stinging). I have hives on my palms and on the bottoms of my feet. In case you didn’t know, that skin wasn’t made to stretch. Those ones are particularly painful, especially in the days after when they become bruises. And, there are scars. Not physical ones, but the emotional ones that this ordeal has brought me. Fear, despair, loneliness, hopelessness, depression, they’re all there. There has been more damage done to my heart than to my body.

 It wasn’t always like this. I never had a single hive in my life (Mom, feel free to correct me if I’m wrong) until the month before my wedding. It made perfect sense though: I took on too many projects in planning my DIY wedding and was stressed and burnt out. A quick pack of steroids* and they went away, just in time to say “I do”. Michael and I enjoyed about one month of wedded bliss before I woke up in the middle of the night with my lip rapidly swelling. It takes guts to post pictures like these on the internet, so please, be kind:

this is for real.

 Crazy, right? After taking Benedryll to no avail, we made a trek to the ER at four in the morning. I was diagnosed with Idiopathic Angioedema, aka a random lip swelling. The ER doctor assured me it had happened to him before too, and that it would likely be a one-time occurrence. This was in October. About this time, my hives came back. I don’t remember the specifics of when; I just remember it was tied to my lip. They were uncomfortable, but not unbearable. My doctor prescribed another steroid* pack, and they subsided a bit. About a week after the ER visit, my lip swelled up again. This time it wasn’t as bad, and I knew that it would go away in time. It seemed strange that I was having inflammation despite being on steroids*. After this, it was all a blur. I fell off the face of the planet and spent my October-November at home alone. I often could not go out in public due to the hives and facial swelling; it takes about 3 days for my lip to return to normal. My eyes also started to swell shut on a semi-regular basis, which made me look like I had been punched. My body stopped responding to the steroids and I could not get any relief. My doctor was out of ideas and so I turned to an allergist in early December.

This lovely feature happened at least once a week and took about 3 days to disappear.

I was SO EXCITED for my allergy test, I was hoping to finally get some answers. On December 17, I waited 2 hours and 45 minutes past my appointment time for the allergist to see me. She spend 5 minutes with me before ordering food allergy tests. The results came back and I had tested positive for peanut, tree nut, and orange allergies. This made no sense to me as I rarely eat nuts and oranges had just become in season. I tried to explain this to her but she told me that I must be consuming nut products without knowing. I went home with newfound knowledge and an epi-pen.

Christmas Eve is my favorite day of the year. I love my extended family and enjoy celebrating our traditions together. I was especially excited to share them with Michael! Unfortunately, my evening was cut short due to the hives that had manifested all over my shoulders and back. My Mom, Michael, and I drove all over town to try and find a place open to get allergy medicine. Luckily, we found a 7-11. Despite taking 5x the recommended daily dose of Zyrtec, I awoke on Christmas morning with my eyes swollen shut. I had hoped to have a special Christmas Day with Michael and wanted to take many pictures of our first Christmas. Instead, I looked like a Cyclops and was so embarrassed for even my family to see me. Needless to say, my cute outfit I had planned did not get worn. Every time I had an outbreak like this, we tried to tie it back to nuts or oranges. There was minuscule amount of orange extract in my tea, therefore it had to be responsible for a lip swelling. Or, this sandwich must have been cooked in a pan with peanut oil, that’s why I had hundreds of hives. It still didn’t add up to me. If this were food allergies, my total elimination of these foods should have resulted in total elimination of the hives. And wouldn’t it respond to the buckets of Claritin and Zyrtec I was taking?

Despite my treatment of my allergies, I was still very ill. For the second time, my throat swelled up and made it difficult to breathe. I made yet another trip to the ER.

In January, at the recommendation of my Mother-in-Law, I got a second opinion. Dr. Baker and his medical assistants took a great deal of time and care in getting my medical history and symptoms. They were surprisingly and incredibly thorough. Dr. Baker took a look at my history and current conditions and immediately diagnosed me with Auto-Immune Hives.

 Let me back up a bit: I have a severely low thyroid (it's an auto-immune thing). I was diagnosed about 4 years ago when I literally could not move or get out of bed. While it is a lot better, I still struggle with it. My dose is continually increased every few months (it’s ridiculously high right now). I know it needs to be changed when I disappear from the world for a few weeks and sleep (my friends know this well). When one has an auto-immune disorder, it is very likely for them to develop another. I am one of those lucky people! In a nut-shell, my body is mimicking the allergies (which is why I can test positive for different things at any given time), and attacking itself. Hence, the hives. I learned that my epi-pen was useless: my throat closing, while painful, would not hurt me. It would stop at a certain point because it was not an allergic reaction. Essentially, it was a giant hive inside my throat.

Dr. Baker gave me a cocktail of FOUR different allergy medications, in hopes of treatment. There was also another option available to me if the medications didn’t work: an injection of Xolair. Xolair is a medicine that is FDA approved for asthma patients. It is also known to treat chronic hives, and is in the process of being FDA approved for that category. It is currently not covered by insurance companies. Dr. Baker offers the Xolair leftover from his asthma patients to his chronic hives patients. Some patients only needed one or two doses and were cured; others need it as little as once a month. Patients are only required to pay the shot fee, and, if it works, Dr. Baker’s office petitions the insurance company to pay for it in the future.

 The allergy medication held things off for about two weeks. After doing a lot of research on Xolair, I was feeling quite optimistic. Of the results and testimonials posted, the Xolair success rate was extremely high. It seemed as if I had finally found my answer, and, in February, I got my first dose.

This was a normal, everyday smattering of hives before Xolair. Since I began the Xolair, they are now golf-ball to base-ball sized welts.

And there it was! Sweet relief. Ten GLORIOUS days where I was able to leave the house freely, see my long-lost friends, and wear clothes that were cute instead of loose and sloppy. I finally felt the freedom I had been yearning for months. And then…they came back. And they came back worse than ever. Instead of having hundreds of little hives, I had baseball sized ones all over my body. It was horrible, burning pain. I made an emergency appointment with Dr. Baker, and he thought the Xolair was worth another shot. I was not convinced, but was willing to do anything for relief. After my shot, he sent me home with a very high dose of steroids. Three more days of hives and then I got another ten days of relief. Then they were back, and still worse than ever. For the first time since my diagnosis, my lip swelling came back again. I was a mess. Michael and I decided to give the shot one last go. On March 14th I received my final dose of Xolair. Normally it takes three days and the hives disappear. It has been almost a week and I have horrible welts all over my body. This is especially discouraging given the cost. Though we are only required to pay for the shot fee, it's well over $100 (after our deductible was met) per shot. They also charge an office visit fee ($200) to "release" you after the shot. This makes my three shots of Xolair nearly $1000. That's a lot of money for something that is actually making things worse.

So what’s next? Michael and I are looking into a nautropath. My final option in conventional medicine is to take a pill that would be really hard on my body. My body is in poor shape and has been through enough; therefore I am saving that as a last resort. If I do decide to take the medication, I will be seeing a doctor at OHSU.

So what does this mean? This ongoing saga has been the darkest point in my life. I don’t know if or when I will ever be able to work again. That’s a scary prospect considering the thousands of dollars in medical bills the doctor’s visits, medications, and ER visits have cost us. My husband is working 50+ hours a week and coming home each day to take care of me. My skin is often too painful to touch so he does not get the affection he deserves. I would venture to say that about 98% of the people in my life have no idea how severe and hard this has been. Hives don't seem like a big deal, but these hives? These are life-altering, depression inducing, no-good, rotten ones! I spend most days at home, alone. That does not help things. We adopted Teddy to keep me company, and that has helped immensely. I love that little guy! To be honest though, it’s still a pretty lonely life. I think the worst part about this is the prospect that I might have this forever. Outbreaks are supposed to come and go, but mine is still here. If it doesn’t go away, I will not be able to have children. I cannot be a mother in this condition (I can hardly be a wife). It breaks my heart thinking about it, because that is my greatest dream in life.

February and March were/are the lowest point of this whole journey. I had answers and hope in my hands and they were taken from me in one fell swoop. When the shot is over, the hives are worse than ever before. I have no hope of leaving the house, even for a small errand. It’s too painful to have anything touch my skin. To be bluntly honest, I’m incredibly lonely here by myself all day (have I mentioned that already?). Teddy helps, but it’s still difficult. Michael’s heart breaks for me and he has a hard time staying positive. We’re a grumpy, pessimistic house most days. I cannot express how wonderful he has been. I can’t imagine working so hard and having to take care of someone. He picks up the slack and does the chores I am unable to do. He puts up with a messy house because I sleep most of the time during outbreaks (I have a medication that knocks me out. I’ve been known to sleep in until 4 pm. because of it).

Do I feel sorry for myself? You better believe I do. Yes, it could be worse or life-threatening, but I'm allowed to sit back and say, "This SUCKS"! But I undoubtedly believe there is a greater purpose to this mess. Michael and I will be stronger for it; he has above and beyond fulfilled the “in sickness” part of our vows. I should clarify that I'm not looking for sympathy. I don't want people to feel sorry for me. If I were to ask for anything, it would be encouragement. Prayer, kind words, a hug (well, actually on most days this would be a horrible idea, haha), or whatever. Checking in with me means more than I could possibly express. I know I'm not alone, but sometimes it's hard not to feel that way. Thank you to those who have supported me and cared for me during this terrible journey. I am beyond grateful.
 So there it is. I’ve been a hermit for six months and now the world knows why. I don’t have an endgame, I don’t know when/if I will go back to being normal. But today I have hope, and hope is enough. I have hope that the naturopath will be beneficial in some way. I have hope that our marriage will be stronger as a result of this. I have hope that I will truly appreciate the days of relief I am given, and not take such a wonderful gift for granted. I have hope that this physical and emotional pain will draw me nearer to Christ, even though, in all honesty, he seems quite far away these days. The hope I have today is enough. After all, the hope I have today is slightly more than yesterday and a little less than tomorrow.


*Steroids. What a lovely little beast. I am not a fan of them because it makes me lose complete control over my emotions and attitude. Happy one second, sobbing the next, raging mad, then sobbing, then back to happy. It literally can change in a second! I've gone through 4-5 packs so far, which is 4-5 weeks of being a CRAZY person. Poor, poor Michael.

Welcome to the first installment of I Did-It-terest, my not at all cheesy sounding series. How many of us spend more time pinning things than actually doing them? I don't know about you, but in my world the answer is me and pretty much everyone else I know. Pinterest is a great source of inspiration and ideas, and it's my goal in life to actually use some of them! Each week (or so), I will choose a project (this could include a craft, recipe, handy tip, decor, or pretty much anything) from Pinterest to try myself. The results, along with my thoughts about the project, will be posted on my blog for all to see.

If you have a pin you'd like to see in action, please let me know!

First Up: Thanks to the suggestion of someone on a message board I frequent (hello Scrap N' Yap), I decided to start with something festive! Easter is coming up soon and I don't have any decorations up yet. In my defense, most of the Easter themed decorations I see out there are cutesy and more geared towards those with children. I'm all for embracing that, but I don't have children yet! After browsing Pinterest for awhile, I came across this gem, a beautiful Paper Nest from Tara Dennis!

Image Courtesy of TaraDennis.com

It looked easy enough, matched my decor, and I had all the supplies already on hand. Perfect, right? Well, for me, not so much. Given my tendency to misplace glue lids or to just forget to cap the glue, I had no liquid glue on hand. I decided to substitute Modge Podge. I usually apply Modge Podge with a paintbrush, but, since I have ruined most of mine by forgetting to rinse them out (noticing a pattern here?) I substituted with a makeup brush (speaking of which, I should probably go rinse that out now). Tara suggests wrapping the bowl you use as a form with cling wrap. I assumed that is a fancy name for saran wrap, so that's what I used. Applying the first layer was pretty easy: You place the saran wrapped bowl on top of a drinking glass and go to town. My bowl had rims on the top and the bottom, so it made a little kink in the nest. I got tired of trying to glue each individual piece down so I Modge-Podged all of the saran wrap, and it worked like a charm!

Can we talk about these awesome mists for a little bit? I LOVE these and seriously cannot get enough! These are the Heidi Swapp Color Shine mists, recently available at Michael's. They are far superior to the other mists I've tried (Disclaimer: I have not tried Mr. Huey's). There is a great color selection too! They retail for $5.99, but I got each of these with a 50% off coupon from the Michael's app, making them each just $2.99! I should probably note that my Mom bought me two of them (along with some other Heidi Swapp goodies), she is the best.

Anyways, at 2 oz., there is definitely a good amount of product in these bottles. My favorite part is the mixing ball, it makes shaking it up a breeze! The only flaw I found in these were in the Silver (Tinsel) and the Gold. They were not nearly as pigmented as the others, despite shaking them for the same amount of time. Perhaps I could get more pigment if I shook it for a VERY long time, but who has the patience? This was particularly prevalent with the Gold. I tried to use it on some Studio Calico Mistables, but it took at least 6 sprays to get even light coverage. Any other color would require only 1 or 2 sprays. I love the idea of the Gold, but I just wish it were a little more pigmented.

Life on a budget doesn't allow for too many scrapbooking goodies. I did a lot of research before I talked myself into buying these, wanting to find swatches to see how they compared to my small collection of Glimmer Mists. I could only find a couple examples, so I made swatches of the ones I have so that the world wide web can have a resource! Here they are:


These were the best photos I could take in the light I had. I am sure I will use these sprays up very quickly! I love the Peach, the Chartreuse is lovely, and the Bronzes is SO pigmented! They're all my favorite :)

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