Junk In the Truck l Volume 1

One of the less glamorous parts of running your own events company is the amount of STUFF you end up hauling around on a regular basis.  At any given moment I might have everything from tree branches to tulle stuffed in the back of my car.  I’m a veritable party on wheels.  You never know when the trunk will explode with confetti.

Ashlynn mentioned in conversation that it might be a fun behind-the-scenes look at the projects that Piccadilly has been working on as of late. So, without further ado… here you have…


Volume 1


Currently the trunk includes… tree branches… spray paint… a chalk board… 500 feathers… lace… fairy wings… rope…a lot of pillows…tulle…a silver pitcher… a random hub cap….and about a million other things still to be discovered.



Don’t Give Up!

There are days that the urge to give up is overwhelming. Throwing in the towel and quitting seem like the only logical option.  It can feel like taking the next breath or the next step is just too much to handle. Problems loom and seem to block out the light of hope. It can feel like everything in life has joined forces with the express purpose of ensuring you never succeed…ever.

Those days suck.

Like for reals, they are the worst.

I unfortunately am not immune to those days.  They happen more frequently than I would like but over the years there’s a couple of things I’ve realized and have to remind myself of frequently.

1.  Those days are just…days.  Even though sometimes they string together and feel like a never-ending trial.  The truth is they will end.  There will be a better day.  You will succeed.  The sun will shine again. (cue: Annie)

2. You have what it takes.  You have to believe it. Even if you don’t feel like it. You have what it takes. Tell yourself that…in the mirror…out loud…every day.  It will help.

3. Baby steps are still steps. Just keep moving.  They may feel like the smallest improvements, but every step counts.

4. You’re not alone. That’s it.  You’re not. Ever.

5. The urge to quit is usually the greatest right before you are about to succeed.  Things are about to change.  Don’t give up too soon.  So many people miss out because they stop too soon.  Hang on just a little longer. (click on the link for one of my favorite songs)don't quit


So today, if you feel like quitting, I hope this helps.  Please know that I’m praying for you.  You’re not the only one that feels this way. I’ve been there many times (as recently as last week). Things will get better.  If it feels like the urge is intensifying, know that change is around the corner. There is so much good in your future.


WSP : Pumpkins & Presidents

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This past week was a rough one, but it reminded me again of the importance of family.  My family has always been a bit non-traditional and put together as only God could, but I’m beyond grateful for each of them.  This weekend was a beautiful reminder of how blessed I am to have so many different people in my world who I consider family.

This weekend included lots of Fall fun… pumpkins… mums… monuments… a capella…. Old Town… shopping… boats on the Potomac… touristy fun… lots of Spanish…cupcakes…hugs…roomie breakfasts… selfies…blue skies…a bridal party in an ice cream shop…bright trees…laughter… Virtue… meaningful conversations… a great day at church… prep for #CapCityCreative Team Night… my happy place.

I hope your weekend was just as fun!




don't be so hard


I’ve decided that having it all together is overrated. In fact, as part of my own personal stand against the thought, I’ve decided not to have it together… at all.

Mom, before we go any further, you should probably stop reading. Ok? Thanks.

If you’ve been following along on this blog you probably already know this, but this has been a crazy season for me.  It has been full of so much fun, stretching, laughter, freaking out, late nights, early mornings, obsessing over random details, amazing friends… you get the gist.

That being said, in the midst of all this wonderful craziness, I’ve dropped the ball… actually like a lot of balls. I’ve forgotten a whole plethora of things (home school word of the day for the win!). Some important and some not so much.

Over the past few weeks I have…

Washed the same load of laundry 5 times. (they may NEVER lose the moldy smell now. Gross!)

Worn my pants inside out twice (thankfully I caught it both times before I left the house).

Gotten more parking tickets than I’d like to admit.  

Misplaced my keys about 500 times.

Built the leaning tower of Pisa clean laundry in my room.

Forgotten doctor’s appointments.

Responded to emails in my head (they’re wayyyy less effective this way).

Only posted sporadically on here.

Lost my train of thought mid-sentence like, a MILLION times.  

and you know what?

It’s ok.

Life has continued on. The world still turns. The sun still rises.



I’m imperfect. I’m flawed. I get things wrong.all.of.the.time. You know what? There have been no major catastrophes just because I can’t keep it all together.

This revelation sets me free every time.  Now, in case you think I somehow thought I had it together before the last few weeks, I’m here to tell that’s simply not true. I’ve always been rather imperfect.  It’s just that these past few weeks have provided the opportunity to be confronted daily with my flaws.  I’m not going to lie. It’s been rough. But there’s been a blessing in the chaos. I’ve discovered again the wonders of grace. Being faced daily with your imperfections does that.  You have the opportunity to succumb to the sheer guilt of failing (trust me. been there. done that.) or you can remember you were never meant to be perfect anyways.

You’re real. You’re human. I like you better that way anyways.

Perhaps we could just take a moment and instead of mentally beating ourselves up for all the times we “miss” it, we could take a deep breath and be kind to ourselves.  What would you tell a friend in the same situation?  Tell yourself that.

Let’s be perfectly imperfect together. 

Ok. I’ve got to go wash a load of laundry for the sixth time now.



p.s. You can start reading again Mom. I LOVE YOU!




you can do hard things


Today is a new day.  Today has never before happened.  It’s fresh. It holds possibilities.

Your history doesn’t have to define today. Just because you did something before doesn’t mean you have to do it today. Just because you never could do something before doesn’t mean you can’t today.

Just because something was too hard before doesn’t mean that today you can’t do it.

You can do hard things.

You can face the fear.

You can put on your big girl panties.

You can silence the lies.

You can overcome the obstacles.

You can have the conversation.

You can stand up for yourself.

You can fight the battle.

You can set your boundaries.

You can defend your worth.

You can be the boss.

You can decide.

You can go for it.

You can do it.

Today is a new day.


Weekly Inspiration l 10-10-14

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Although I think I now meet the definition of a city girl, at heart there’s still a bit of country left in me. There are days where I long to get lost in the woods, to smell the the fresh moss and ferns, to bury my face in the wildflowers.  There’s something about the change in season that makes me miss it.

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