Warhol Wednesday! Chewy.com Halo Liv-a-Littles Review

Hi everyone! I know it's been a while since I've taken over mom's blog. Lots of stuff has happened since I last posted. Mom graduated college. Mom and the bearded one finally got married. Mom got a full time job (that she will be starting at the end of the month!) AND THE BEST NEWS EVER: I AM NOW A SPOKESKITTY FOR CHEWY.COM! They saw my NYE picture on mom's Instagram and emailed mom right a way! I'm famous now you guys...I'm getting my summer house in Calabasas soon. Let's talk about these treats, hokay?

Let's first get some words that mom said but I did not understand as well...

For 25 years, Halo has been a company that makes dog and cat treats with premium quality ingredients. Their commitment to holistic pet care separate them from many other pet care companies. It is their first priority is health and the well-being of us. (Us being your pet.) Their commitment to wholesome, natural, and quality is exceptional.

When you choose Halo, they "feed it forward" by donating over 1.5 million meals to shelter pets annual. AND my favorite talk show host, Ellen DeGeneres is a long time customer and now (since 2008) part-owner! I like it when she dances.

These treats are pure meat, safe for cats AND dogs (mom better not be sharing these with my cousins) and are 100% grain free!

Let me tell you how much I LOVE these. I am a picky kitten, and first when mom showed these to me I wouldn't touch them. But then mom saw on Chewy.com's website that you can crumple them up and put them on my soft food. So yummy.

Then I decided I would start helping myself. I mean, why not? They are MY treats.
Mom decided to get me the salmon flavored. I am usually more partial to beef anything, but I do like the salmon when it's crumbled on my food. I assume mom's going to have my cousin Kaytoh try them, because I am good at sharing... but maybe I will hide them from her before she gets that idea.
I will now be back every month to chat about what Chewy sends me! I'm so cool.
Signing out, Warhol (I'm obviously here for my close up.)
*My mom was sent these treats for me to review. All of my opinions are my own and we were just sent the treats. I think it's a pretty sweet deal.*


To do: A List.

Don't judge me. I am one of those people who took off last week to not write. I have been uninspired lately in the "writing" department, but not so much in the "decorating your office" department. Let me just give you a sneak by saying I am painting all of the things gold.

This is my last Monday at my part-time receptionist and then in two weeks I start my new position that I am still not going to go in depth about. Let's just say I am VERY excited to start and I am VERY fortunate that they want me...because as anyone knows in the job search, getting a job where you actually use your degree is HARD. But anyways... I am feeling a tad overwhelmed right now...

I need new clothes for this job. My wardrobe consists of a lot of over sized sweaters, leggings, and a few blazer jackets. That's not going to fly for my new position. I have to be fashionable. Like legit planned out my outfits and put an effort out... which is possible. You should have saw me 5 years ago. *Insert cute picture here*
I think going to school at a real school with real college students made my sense of fashion go down a few notches. 

I also am in the dilemma of flats vs. heels. Carrie Bradshaw always said: 
But me being 5'9 I never wanted to be taller than the boys. (And I look like a baby giraffe walking in anything higher than in a 1 inch.)  But I'm about to break down and buy a pair of booties to wear. I know it's not winter anymore (at least not here) but I feel like a pair of little booties can class up some of my thick leggings that I may end up wearing for work. (With an appropriate shirt...don't worry...I haven't lost all of my fashion sense.)

Taxes.  I usually get my taxes done in record time, but because Beardy and I are filing together this year, I keep putting it off. I have less than a month to accomplish it. Maybe during my staycation next week??

Speaking of Staycation... I am taking a week off before switching jobs... which will be the LONGEST I've ever been on "vacation" in a really long time. No, I don't count the wedding vacation I took, because I was stressed during the wedding before week... that was no picnic. But what did you do on your staycation? Because I need ideas.

I guess my list of things to do before I start a full-time job was shorter than I thought. So to recap: what do you guys do when you're on staycations? (Books to read, television shows to binge on.... anything!)  Do you know where I can get cheapish but good quality ankle booties from? (I am partial to Steve Madden.) Who else has procrastinated on their taxes?



In 2005, I thought this was fat. I was a size 10, probably about 140 lbs, and had very disordered eating habits. This was the smallest I have ever been and ever will be. The irony is that I hated the way I looked back then. I always wore more than 3 layers at all times and I even changed dresses half way through our homecoming because I thought was "ugly." When I got that skirt (in the picture) in a size 9, I was so thrilled to be in single digit sizes. But I still wasn't happy with the way I looked. I hated my hips, my stomach, my legs... I hated me. Even though people told me that I was beautiful daily, I still didn't think I was and I still wanted my body to change. It's now been 10 years since that picture and in the light of Kelly Clarkson getting fat shamed, I thought it would be good to talk about self worth, beauty, and feeling comfortable in your own skin. I am now probably 80 lbs heavier than this picture. I still don't feel comfortable 100% in my skin, but I don't think I ever will.

Back in 2005, the only social media medium that was uber popular was MySpace. Facebook had just started allowing more colleges join, but it was bare bones compared to social media now. I believe that social media (among other things) is what is making the fat shaming possible. And even if you're not technically fat shaming, the way you go about broadcasting things to the world could be misconstrued. Social media makes it possible to feel horrible about yourself because you have to keep up with the Joneses. I believe a lot of people go on  Facebook and see Clare Anyperson working out and that motivates them to work out too. But then on the other side of the spectrum, someone may come on Facebook and see that Clare Anyperson is working out and that person immediately starts feeling bad for themselves. Clare didn't technically fat shame anyone, but when a person has low self esteem, it could come off that way. On a completely related note, the "mute" button on Twitter and the "unfollow" button on Facebook are lifesavers...

The use of social media to fat shame has become an epidemic. Especially when bullies can sit down behind a screen and say what they want without any repercussions. In Kelly Clarkson's case she spun it to where she can say "screw it" but it had to be saddening when she was scrolling through her twitter feed and saw that this person she knows nothing about decided to put her two cents in with how Kelly looks. The general public makes it really hard to be 100% comfortable in your own skin. It could be because the general public thinks the label "beauty" is a one size fits all type of brand. It could be because of Victoria Secret Fashion Shows, Sports Illustrated swimsuit issues, or even the overly sexual Hardee's commercials make it hard to believe what they say is beautiful isn't the necessarily the norm of what everyone else says is beautiful. After the VS fashion show, it's always interesting to see what kind of comments are on social media. It's usually a lot of "not eating dinner tonight" and "I wish I looked like (enter VS supermodel here)." I try and avoid the VS fashion show. I rarely look at swimsuit models (unless it's Chrissy Teigen... because she's funny), and I roll my eyes at the commercials that feature Kate Upton (who is beautiful, don't get me wrong) eating a thick burger with ketchup dripping down her boobs. It just makes me feel bad. Why would I subject myself to that? I have worked in the fashion industry and it is hard to feel pretty when you're standing 100 yards away from Whitney Port, but you have to realize that your definition of pretty isn't always everyone else's definition of pretty.

The word "pretty" is subjective. You need to believe you're beautiful before anyone else is going to believe it. Kelly Clarkson is a perfect example of this. Yes, she has changed since winning AI in 2002, but who hasn't? She just had a baby and is happily married. If she is happy in her own skin, she should be left alone. So what if she isn't the size she was in 2002. Neither am I. Sorry not sorry. Kelly is a role model for young girls that we need in this beauty obsessed world we live in.

I will never be 100% comfortable with who I am. Even 18 year old me up there hated her hips because they were too big. I wonder what 18 year old me would say about 27 year old me today. If I could tell 18 year old Liz anything it would to feel beautiful about herself. That size 9 skirt felt pretty good then and I wish she was able to see how beautiful she was. And to 27 year old me... I'm still working on the self esteem part.

Just to give a shout out to everyone who posted on my Facebook status when I was frustrated writing this post... thank you.



No Wedding Wednesdays anymore!! Today is the first Wednesday in a long time that hasn't been Wedding related. 
My life has not been easy by any means and it probably shouldn't have taken me 8 years to graduate with only a bachelors, but it has all been something I have been proud of. Today I was reading a post here that gave me the idea to do a post like this. And then I was looking in my very expensive planner today and forgot that in the Emily Ley Simplified Planner they have a "Bucket List" that you fill out before the first of the year. I filled mine out around the first week of January and then totally forgot about it. But I realized today I get to check off my first bucket list item. *FULL TIME JOB* So what does this mean?
I got a full time job Monday. Me. Liz. Without revealing too much yet, I did get a position that I went to school for in my hometown in Wisconsin. The best part about it is it's still in the city I currently work in. That means Beardy doesn't have to uproot and find a new job! Yay for us. 
But then I got to thinking... what else am I proud of? (Can you tell I needed blogging content?)
Graduating. You better believe I am framing that 100,000 dollar piece of paper...and hanging it in my office! (Unrelated note, send me places where you get office inspiration!) 
Networking. I am very proud of who I have met because of Social Media. It's not everyday that you can say multiple persons from Cosmo regularly talk to you. I love the ladies at Cosmo. 
My strength. Fourteen years ago I would have just have been getting out of rehab because of my mental state. Now I am going to be a in a career I worked really hard for, married, and all that jazz. If I could tell 13 year old Liz that it was going to be okay and to keep fighting, I would. Because I know there are days that I needed to hear it. 
My ability to perfect the top knot. This has been a process in itself. I keep toying with the idea of chopping my hair, but every time I get the guts to make an appointment, I chicken out. (Plus Beardy tells me I chop my hair, he takes my iPad...true story.) But now that I have perfected the top knot, I think I'll just keep my hair long. 
My ability to parallel park. It's a gift, people. I also like to say that being a commuter student at UWL does have something to do with it. 

What are you proud of? One other question! I start my new position at the end of the month and I want a new wardrobe! Where do you buy fashion-y clothes at? The position is fashion based, so I do need to be up to date on current trends. 


Guest Post - Thank you for your service - Taylor

I am handing it over to my brother-in-law Taylor again! Taylor messaged me at 3 am (like he usually does) and left me this really great post. Leave him good comments like you did last time. Like always, I am always so thrilled that he wants to be a part of my little corner of the internet. 
"Thank you for your service." 

The phrase nearly every single military member, whether Air Force, Army, Navy, or Marine Corps, will hear sometime during their contract. It's a phrase that can sometimes catch us off guard. To some of us, not all of us, we find what we do is just like any other job. Yes, we are in the military but it soon becomes a day in - day out kinda thing. When "Thank you for your service" is said by a patriotic civilian it sometimes leaves us in a state of shock. Not really knowing how to respond. A casual, slightly awkward "Thank you" is thrown out as a quick response and we go our seperate ways. In the end it ponders our minds, at least for me first hand. I start to think of what I actually am doing in the Military? What or Who I am actually serving? And why do I deserve a thank you? A little background on my military career so far. I joined the Air Force June 18th 2012. I was fresh out of high school and wanted to do something bigger than myself. After 6 months of training I was off to England to my first unit. I am a Crew Chief (mechanic) on the HH-60G Pavehawk helicopter. Our helicopters are used for Combat Search and Rescue operations, meaning if a military member gets injured in combat, our helicopters go pick them up and bring them back to safety. I deployed to Afghanistan in support of Operation Enduring Freedom from May - September 2013, by the end of our deployment our unit had contributed to 22 lives saved, 100+ patient transfers, 2 POW transfers, and 3 Fallen Angels brought back to base who were sent home with the highest honor. Since being stationed back here in the United States I have gotten thanked for my service almost everytime I go off base to get lunch while at work and I am in uniform. Just tonight (Feb. 26th) a husband and wife insisted they paid for my dinner, and that's not the first time that has happened. People of all different types have thanked me. From little children, college students, to past war veterans as well. But why though? What have we done that deserves a thank you? I will never think that I deserve anything because I am in the military. I shouldn't be shown to the front of the line, given discounts on foods or goods, be given priority over other people, or even deserve to be thanked. Is it an extremely nice gesture, but in my mind no one made me to take this path in life. I'm just doing what I signed up to do. But then one day it hit me. What if I never joined the military? How would I view what they do for us? Answer was simple. I would feel compelled to thank them in any way possible, whether it be paying for their meal at random, or letting them jump in line so they can get to where ever they may be going. I thought of what they probably gave up joining the military. Most probably left behind family and friends that they will only see once in a while. Some gave up their college degree or schooling to serve. Some gave up future careers in the pursuit to serve their country. Then the thought of what they give up while in the military came to mind. Leaving families for deployments, losing relationships because of deployments or work scheldules, working overtime to get the job done even though no extra pay will be had, and ultimately some lose friends/brothers and sisters to war or other tragic events, something ultimately they will hold with them for the rest of their lives. After all of that was processed it became clear why some people out there care so much about the military members. Maybe they know what it's like through having a family member in the military, maybe they were military and know first hand of the sacrifices made, or maybe they truly love America and it's protectors. Whatever your stand point on the wars we are fighting or the places we are in, it doesn't matter as much as the people who are willing to give it all for their country. So next time you see a military member. Give them a quick "thank you." It's that simple yet brings great pride in what they do to light. -Taylor "The Unapologetic American"

Hey, It's Liz again. I do want to say one thing about my brother's post. I worry day in and day out that he will be deployed again and it terrifies me... especially with the terror that has been unfolding within the last few months. I am so proud of him for being part of the military but sometimes I want to be selfish. I never realized how much it hurt to have him so far away, in the line of danger until this Christmas. We successfully surprised Beardy's whole family with the presence of Taylor. The tears that I saw from his family was so life changing. It was pure joy. This Christmas, I literally spent the most time I've probably ever have spent with him in the 7 years I've been with Beardy and it made me realize how much I appreciate the time we do have together and how proud I am of him for serving the country. And now I'm crying. I love you, kid.