New job, new hair

Are your teeth yellow?

Does your face look like this?














Are you still trying to pull off this look?




















... if you answered yes to any of these questions you need to come see me.


...if you answered yes to ALL of these questions then you need to see a therapist.

Last week I started working at Stellar Cosmetic Center in Dallas. It is a brand spanking new practice and we will officially open on April 22nd. I have been training for the past week and so far I am loving it! I am getting to learn a lot about the dental field (teeth have numbers?) and use my TCU Marketing degree!

So far I have done everything from watching root canals and wisdom teeth removals (sick!) to picking paint colors and furniture out and creating marketing materials. "Team Stellar" as I fondly call my co-workers is awesome so far. We have come up with an incredible menu of services and you should all check it out. Seriously though... you HAVE to go to the dentist every 6 months so why not make it fun and come see me?!

We also do botox/dysport (my personal fave), two kinds of teeth whitening (who doesn't love pearly whites), and we even have oxygen rejuvenation therapy (SO excited to try it out). Our prices are amazing... one of our packages saves you over $1000 a year! I promise you won't be disappointed!

This month I also decided to be an Independent Style Consultant for J. Hilburn. Many of my pageant sisters will remember the beautiful Brittany Bandy. Well, back in July or August Brittany had talked to me about her job as a J. Hilburn style consultant and how much she loved it! She told me that she thought I would be great at it. It sounded like a great opportunity but I was still in college and I wasn't ready to get a 'big girl job' yet.

Logan was looking to purchase a new shirt prior to spring training and we were striking out on finding something that fit right and that he liked (that wasn't priced over $300!!!). We kind of stumbled onto J. Hilburn and when we were at Spring Training he got measured by a style consultant. After hearing more about the company (and saying a few prayers) I was SOLD! I texted Brittany that night and told her I wanted in. So in a matter of days I was all ready to go and I head to training this Saturday! YAHOOO!! J. Hilburn is an incredible company that is truly redefining the way men shop.

Yes... those are ALL options for the collar on a custom shirt... mind officially BLOWN!

J. Hilburn is known most for its custom shirts. The shirts are made in the same European factories as the most luxurious brands (Burberry for example) and they are made from the finest fabrics. A style consultant (like me) measures the client and then imports the data into the database. All shirts, suits, etc are CUSTOM cut to the client's exact measurements. They are completely customizable... from the buttons to the color  of the stitching... the possibilities are literally endless. You would expect clothes like this to cost hundreds (if not thousands), however J. Hilburn shirts start at just $99!!! So ladies and gentleman, if you know of (or are) a man who is looking for some amazing new clothes give me a call and I will hook you up! Plus, you get $20.00 off your first purchase and who can say no to a discount like that. J. Hilburn has a reorder rate of 93% so you know they must be doing something right!

Yes... those are the client's initials on this customized shirt.. that's how we roll at J. Hilburn!

I am feeling VERY blessed by the opportunities that God has brought into my life. I am excited to see how He will use me in both of these new jobs to glorify His great name. I am confident that He has great things and much success in store for me! People- God is SO good! If you don't have Jesus in your life you are missing out and you needa getcha some asap!

Enough about business......................... let's talk about my new hairdo!

Lemme break it down for ya... 

So it all kind of started on Monday night. I was bored and I was playing around with my hair.

then I started looking at these pictures...

and I thought... hmmmm if I cut my hair like this I will magically morph into Heidi Klum, right? RIGHT!

Meanwhile Elle was in my closet trying to hide in a bag... she thinks I'm dumb and she is ready to see her daddy again!

So I told Reilly to come help me and we just did it!

Chop Chop!

WHAT the heck was I thinking?!?!


... and then I fell in love with it
(however I was slightly disappointed that I didn't morph into Heidi Klum)... 

and that is the story of how I got my new hair cut!

THE END!

***DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME... PLAYING WITH HAIR AND SCISSOR IS DANGEROUS***

Haleigh's getting hitched!!

So I flew back to Dallas from Arizona last Wednesday. On Thursday I started my job at Stellar Cosmetic Center and on Friday my cousin and some of her bridesmaids came into town for her Bachelorette/Lingerie shower weekend!

We started things off right on Friday night with mambo taxis (and limousines) and some delish mexican food at Taco Diner. If that saying we are what we eat is true then I am a Mexican FOR SURE because this girl loves her some tex mex. After dinner we all came back to my apartment and stayed up until the wee hours telling our favorite stories about Haleigh. I had so much fun laughing and reminiscing with my cousins, my sister, and friends. One things for sure... we all love our Haleigh Bailey Bear!

On Saturday the whole crew of us went to get manis and pedis. I was LONG overdue for one (we are talking months here people... my cuticles were a manicurists worst nightmare!). After that we all got dolled up and headed to Trousseau's for Haleigh's lingerie shower. One of my friends gave me the idea to have it there (shout out to Amanda McCarthy :)... best idea ever)  but I have to admit... I was a little nervous because I had never been and I didn't know what to expect.

Me and the bride to be Haleigh!

Each person who attended contributed money to Hal's lingerie budget and she had over $1,000 to spend! Homegirl is loved! My granny and my grandma dot (who is 90) were both in attendance. Luckily they were good sports about it... I actually think they enjoyed it because Granny told me we should make it a tradition and that I am the next one in line haha! I asked Grandma Dot if she had a lingerie shower and she died laughing. She told me that things were much different back in her day and that she had never heard of such a thing as a lingerie shower in her life. She probably thinks we are all crazy and I am sure when she goes home to Iowa she tells all of her friends about her crazy Texas adventures... this is just another one for the books! At the shower Haleigh tried on 20 of the most beautiful lingerie pieces I have ever seen. This stuff is all from Europe and it is just beautiful! The lady who works there is fabulous. She trained in France for 6 months and has been in the lingerie biz for 20+ years. Lets just say this wasn't her first rodeo. She took time telling us about each piece, who made it, and where it came from. It was really interesting and fun! Haleigh, of course, looked amazing in them all too... not fair! As she tried them on, we all ooed and ahhed over her and came up with a name for each piece. My favorite was for a green little outfit and someone suggested we call it "avocado". Derek's aunt then exclaimed "Yes, and lets make some guacamole!". We all burst into laughter! Derek clearly has a fun, laid back family and they fit in perfectly with us! Once Hal narrowed it down (which was so difficult) we made a "menu" for her fiance to "order off of" each night of their honeymoon. Some of our names included "Double Stuffed Oreo Delight" (Derek's favorite dessert) and "Strawberry Shortcake". Let's just say that Derek is one lucky man (but he already knows that)!

I would call this one lemon meringue pie... 

Me, my mom, my sister, my two aunts, and my cousin all had bra fittings. Apparently I have been wearing the wrong bra my whole life (explains a lot). I am happy to inform you that I got a new one (actually 3) that fits correctly and I am OBSESSED with. Ladies, if you live in DFW don't walk, RUN to Trousseau's. This bra is comfortable, supportive and just all around incredible. Happy boobs happy life... thats how the saying goes right? (PS. my new bra was only $68.00 which is as much as I paid at Victoria's Secret for something that wasn't half as comfy...so like I said go getcha some). Following the lingerie shower we all headed to a little chocolate wine bar (shocker I know) in uptown and we sipped on some vino (shocker once again) and just chit chatted. I am def going back to this chocolate wine place. An establishment that has both of my favorite things in the world under one roof... doesn't get much better than that. Then we kissed the moms/aunts/grandparents goodbye and headed back to my place for some grown up girl bachelorette fun! 

Haleigh had gone to the lingerie shower early so during that time the other bridesmaids and I decorated the apartment with bachelorette party paraphernalia! As my Aunt Marka said, "I know there is going to be p-word decorations" and so she wanted to have nothing to do with the bachelorette party portion of the night! Our motto and hashtag for the weekend was #YOMO... which stands for "you only marry once". We played some games, ate some cake, and laughed a lot that night! Around 11, Uncle Clint sent a car to pick us all up and take us to Candle Room. When we arrived he had gotten us our own table with bottle service... needless to say were feeling pretty spoiled! Each of the bridesmaids wrote dares for Haleigh to do while at the club... and lets just say we got some great laughs out of watching her give a guy a "titty twister", taking a sip of a strangers drink, dancing with some guys she didn't know, and stealing a man's cowboy hat while dancing on the bar! We all had a blast and enjoyed celebrating Haleigh's last fling before the ring. This was a weekend for the books and I am so excited for her wedding!!! Hurry up April 20th!

Haleigh working it on the bar!

Cuties! Reilly (my sister) and Paige (my cousin). 

Uncle Clint and Hal at Candleroom

Haleigh and me... love her!

My Papa (Part 1)

Im sorry I've been on a brief hiatus. The past weeks have been a whirlwind. I received a call on Friday the 8th while at a baseball game in Arizona that Papa had been admitted to the hospital and that it wasn't looking good. My mom said the words I had been dreading for so long, "Jordan, he's not going to make it...you need to fly home now". I immediately burst into tears. Once Logan finished the game we looked at flights and discovered there was only one at 6:55 that I could even possibly make. He packed my bag (thank goodness he knows me well and included all of the essentials) and I booked my ticket. We left the house 10 minutes later and as we raced to the airport the severity of the situation hit me. As we neared the airport dark gray clouds engulfed the sky. It had been a dreary, rainy day...which are few and far between in Arizona. The clouds parted for a moment and the sunlight shined through. When this happened it created the most beautiful rainbow. Logan looked over at me and said "Babe, you are gonna get to see your Papa...the rainbow is a sign from God." I smiled and prayed that he was right. As we pulled up to the ever familiar Phoenix airport I began to get teary eyed. Logan and I have shared several teary eyed goodbyes at this airport but it wasn't until we pulled up to the Southwest terminal that it hit me that I was going to have to say goodbye to him and go on this flight alone. Saying goodbye to Logan is ALWAYS terrible...but this time was the worst. I wanted him to come with me and he wanted to be able to be there for me but with baseball that was just impossible. As he parked the car near curbside he said to tel:(214)%20363-4561 12:30 I met up with my cousin, Kayce, near the baggage claim. We hugged each other and we both struggled to fight back tears. After gathering our luggage we met up with my Dad and headed straight to the hospital. Once we arrived at Baylor Medical Center we found a waiting room filled with my entire family. We immediately headed into Papa's hospital room so be by his side. I held his hand and told him how much I loved him. I kissed his forehead and prayed for the good Lord to be by his side. We stayed with him for 4 hours and then in the middle of the night, with his vitals stable, we went home to catch a few hours of sleep.

That Saturday was the worst day of my entire life. We woke up around 7:30am when my Aunt called to tell us that Papa's condition had worsened and it was a matter of hours, minutes maybe, until he would pass. My cousins and I threw on clothes and headed to the hospital. Once we were there we sat by his side and held his hands. We watched his chest rise and fall… never knowing when he would take his last breath. Reilly and I held his hands and tearfully read his favorite bible verses… verses that we had heard him quote our whole lives. Psalms 23 was one of Papa's favorites and mine as well. I will never forget sitting by his bed side and reading those words to him as he had read them to me for so many years. Although he was unresponsive, I know he could hear us and feel our love. The pastor from Papa and Granny's church in Garland came to pray with us. As we all held hands and prayed in Papa's room you could truly feel that the Holy Spirit was present. I will forever treasure those last few moments I spent with him… watching him inhale and exhale, inhale and exhale. My Aunt Shawna and Uncle Randy sat at the foot of his bed while me and my mom and my Aunt Marka and cousin Haleigh sat on the sides of his bed holding his hands. At 2:38 I held my sweet Papa's hand as he entered heaven. As we watched his chest rise and fall for the last time we all burst into tears. My mom went into the hallway to tell the others that he had passed and everyone rushed into the room to kiss him goodbye one last time. There was such a mix of emotions… we were all so happy that his pain and suffering was finally over. Papa was cured of cancer. He was an angel and he had gone home to be with his Maker. On the other hand we are all selfish and we all wanted more time with him. I know that God has perfect timing...and in time I know I will grow to accept that it was His time to be called home but for now there is just a huge hole in my heart. My Papa was so much more to me and my family than just a relative. He was the heart of my family. Papa was the strongest man of faith I have ever encountered...in fact I think that's what makes it worse because if he were here he would tell me the perfect words of advice and point me to a scripture to help me make sense of the past few days. It is impossible to know that my Papa won't be there to watch me start my first big girl job this next week, walk down the aisle, or hold his great grandchildren. My only comfort lies in the fact that while he will not be there physically, he will be there spiritually. I know that when our family is together Papa will always be there. He left a lasting legacy of love… and that will never die. I pray he watches over me all the days of my life and that his teachings live on through me and my family so that his legacy never dies. I am sure he is in heaven right now holding all of his loved ones in his arms and celebrating his homecoming. I know he will have a front row seat on all of our lives and when my day comes I know my Papa will be standing in heaven with outstretched arms ready to greet me. I know the next few days and months won't be easy. Holidays will forever be lacking Papas exuberance, joy, and laughter. And no matter how hard I try there will be times when no ones advice but my Papas will do and I will fall to my knees and pray for him to help guide me. My children and their children will know the stories that their Papa told and the lessons he preached. They will know of his incredible faith and his courageous fight against cancer.

I often feel as though life gives me lemons and I am always trying to make lemonade out of them. My Papa taught me how to turn every negative into a positive and how to see God's hand in everything that happens in life. I guess you could say that God gave me an earth angel in Papa and now that angel has been called home. I love you Papa and I am missing you each and every single day!

I guess it's finally official...

Friday the Seattle Mariners took on the Texas Rangers. Of course growing up in Texas, Logan and I have both been conditioned to cheer for the Rangers. Some of my very first memories of baseball were going to the games with my Dad, Uncle T, and cousin Garrett. When my dad's clients would have extra tickets they would give them to him. Although I was about as girly as they come as a little squirt, there was something special and exciting about getting to go and watch a Rangers or Cowboys game with my dad. He would patiently try to explain what all of the numbers on the scoreboard meant and I would probably drive him insane asking questions. One of my fondest memories of going to the Rangers game was when I was probably 6 or 7. We got free tickets to sit on the front row to the left of home plate. Pudge Rodriguez, who I found incredibly cute, turned around and tossed a ball to me and my cousin. Of course there was only one ball and being the elder of the two I felt like I should be the one to get it. Garrett, the little athlete, of course felt like it should be his… and thus began a battle over who should keep the prized baseball! Mid argument my Dad gets up out of his seat and disappears. I assumed he was just going to use the restroom or get a hotdog. When he returned he opened a bag that had something EVEN better than the baseball. It was a framed and signed picture of Pudge Rodriguez. I instantly gave the ball to Garrett, assuring him that he got the better end of the deal, and happily claimed my picture. I have no idea why but that day still sticks out in my mind!  Fortunately, Pudge Rodriguez has long since retired so it made it much easier for me to cheer for the Mariners against my hometown team.

 I attended the game with Courtney, Kelsey, and Skylan (Brad Miller's girlfriend). At the game I met up with Susannah and her precious baby Crue. I haven't seen Crue since October so he has grown SO much and Sus just looks wonderful! It is obvious that she is an incredible Mommy and that Crue adores her. She is such a good friend and I just love being around her. I got to play with Crue for 5 innings and I have to say that kid is perfect! With the Mariner's ahead, Logan went in to pitch the 9th inning. He did a phenomenal job, throwing 17 pitches total (13 of which were strikes) and 2 strike outs to end the game! The Mariners won 8 to 6 and Logan got the save! Way to go LOGAN and way to go M's. I guess its finally official… I am a Seattle Mariners fan!