life lessons

Halfway Through 29: Year of the Savage

29 / Twenty-Fine / 21 + 8… whatever you want to call it, will go down as one of my favorite years. July 19th marked the halfway mark of the last year of my 20s. If you’ve been around since January, you know my birthday hashtag was #TwentyWineSavage, and this year has indeed been the year of the savage.

Halfway Through 29: Year of the Savage

Halfway Through 29: Year of the Savage

I’ve Learned that…

The smallest gesture can have the biggest impact. About a week ago at work, I waited on 2 men. They were my last table of the night, which means if they would close out and go home, so could I. Instead of rushing or being short, I gave the same ol’ Ace service. After about 2 hours, the older gentlemen complimented me on my smile and service. It turns out he came out to his son 5 years ago, and it put a strain on their relationship.

Rumple Minze is not my friend. If I have more than 2 of them, it’s going to a night fam. That’s all that needs to be said about that.

Not to apologize for the brightness of my light. The only thing worse than constantly bragging about your accomplishments, is not acknowledging them at all. Everyone deserves to get their flowers while they’re here. Don’t be afraid to be proud of yourself or stand-up for your beliefs, because how you think it will make others feel.

What I’ve Done

Executed my arts summer camp. My first adventure with the Arts Center of Engagement (A.C.E) was a success! We went to an art gallery, painted self-portraits, recorded a song and even made a music video! The support from my friends, family and community means the world to me; and I’m excited to share what A.C.E has in store with them.Halfway Through 29: Year of the Savage -- The Palmetto Peaches Halfway Through 29: Year of the Savage -- The Palmetto Peaches

Supported local businesses and organizations. As much as I shouldn’t be spending any money, when I do spend it’s usually at local businesses. My camp also allowed me to connect with local artists and community leaders.

Made the best memories with people I didn’t even know last year. Watching the sunrise, litty lunches, short day trips to Savannah – the list goes on and on. Even though our #BestLifeSummer17 will end soon, the adventures will continue throughout year 29 and beyond.

How is this year treating you so far? What have you learned and/or done?

Ace Siggy--The Palmetto Peaches

Lessons I Learned As A Bridesmaid

October 8, 2016. I woke up to the noise of branches being slapped across the window. Did we evacuate to the wrong city? The smell of pancakes and French toast and the thought of drinking my chilled boxed wine lingered over me. The three-story building across from the Govenor’s Mansion held 13 of us: 6 kids and 7 adults. Two of those adults were supposed to be celebrating their wedding weekend, but Mother Nature had other plans. This Hurrication was bittersweet.

Lessons I Learned As a Bridesmaid -- The Palmetto Peaches

That’s right, the wedding we spent a year planning and celebrating was rescheduled. Instead of champagne toasts and a bouquet toss, we were testing I-26 lane reversals. Life throws us many curveballs. Those curveballs usually turn into life lessons, also known as, major keys and gems. The lessons I learned as a bridesmaid are no exception.

Lessons I Learned As a Bridesmaid

Eloping is underrated.

I will give my full support to anyone who chooses to skip the traditional marriage celebrations. Just like most “commercial” holidays, the love between 2 people has literally nothing to do with most of the stress that comes with the wedding planning process. Do I love participating in those celebrations? Yes. Do I think they’re necessary? Nah.

My time management skills are weak af.

I may have the same 24 hours in a day as Beyoncé, but not the same organization skills and team as the Queen. It feels like I will be catching up on sleep for at least a month. Between my clients, the blog, bridesmaid duties and maintaining a social life — I’se tired.

I need to learn to sew/hem.

To be clear, not as a career or even a legit hobby. Just having the skill would’ve been helpful and a hell of a lot cheaper than having to go to a seamstress. I asked a woman if she would teach me, and she said no. “You’ll hate it,” she said while folding 1 of the 4 layers of my dress, “If you don’t have a passion for it, you will hate it.”

Thoughts becoming things, but not everything can be controlled.

We shouldn’t give so much negative energy to the things we can’t control. I know from personal experience that this is easier said than done. It was so hard to see my cousin upset over things and people she had no control over. Maya Angelou said it best:

People will eventually show you who they really are.

Anyone can claim unconditional love for another through social media and text messages, but their true colors shine when it’s time for more action and less words. There’s another Maya Angelou quote for this one:

This isn’t my first time learning these lessons. History repeats itself, so I guess one more go ’round won’t hurt. What lessons have you learned from life’s curveballs?

Ace Siggy--The Palmetto Peaches

What I’ve Learned from Being an Auntie

For 21 years, I’ve been an auntie, and lately, I’ve been noticing the similarities between my nephews and I. Not because we have the same physical features, but because of how much they get on my nerves. They say people closest to you get under your skin the most, but honey, no one knows how to get under my skin like the adorably annoying men in my life.

Everyone is your mirror.
Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.
Too often we hold others to a standard that we impose on ourselves.

When my cousin Alaina posted this status on Facebook, I immediately thought about what I’ve learned from being an auntie.

What I've Learned from Being an Auntie -- The Palmetto Peaches

Through all the fights, juice spills and Paw Patrol episodes, there are things I’ve learned about myself, and life in general, with help from my boys.

What I’ve Learned from Being an Auntie

Life Lessons

Self-care is very important. Sometimes after I emerge from the darkness (also known as my room), the younger nephews hilariously say, “Well, well, well…what do we have here?” Business related tasks and the 24-hour news cycle can drain my brain and soul, so silence is golden to me. Like, gold Olympic medal golden. Although my mental health sessions can last for weeks, it’s not fair to deprive the little nuggets of my love and attention. It’s important to take care of myself, so I can be in good shape to take care of them.

Drama has no gender. I’ve heard people (mostly women) say they don’t want to have daughters because “girls are too dramatic”. I’m here to tell you: men, boys, males, whatever you may call them, are also dramatic. I comfort my boys when they cry, because news flash men are allowed to cry too, but they have SO MANY emotions and issues.

  • The teenager spends more time on his hair than I do
  • One toddler doesn’t like to get his shoes or clothes dirty
  • The other toddler is a real life Sour Patch Kid
  • And the pre-teen is ALWAYS adding his 2 cents in conversations, which usually never involve him

 

History actually repeats itself. My sisters and I live for embarrassing the boys in front of their friends, especially with our dance moves. My family got a kick out of doing the same thing when I was younger. Another thing I went through as a kid, is hating when folks said, “You’re growing up so fast. I remember when you were born!”, Watching my nephews has confirmed that kids really do grow up so fast, and I clearly the remember the days they were born. *wipes tears*

Personal lessons

I’m selfish.  The joy of Auntie Life is that I can return them when I’ve reached my limit. Being a parent is a job that NEVER ends, and I’m usually at a job for 2 months before I begin to explore other options. Everyday my nephews reiterate how much I’m obsessed with being the only person I’m 100% responsible for–OBSESSED I TELL YOU!

Forgiveness is hard for me. I can hurt my nephews’ feelings at 1:30pm, and by 1:35pm they’re telling me how much they love me again–even without bribing them with candy! Kids don’t hold grudges, at least not ones that last longer than 24 hours. Nope. Not I. Bare with me, I’m a work in progress.

As carefree as I can sometimes be, I still play it safe. Not only do my nephews have no-filters, they’re also stunt doubles. Being on a playground with them is the equivalent of watching Wrestle Mania. (Is Wrestle Mania still a thing?) They think they’re invincible + they rarely take “no” for an answer = carefree. That ain’t me. I’m not about that life. Sometimes I can over-think, over-analyze and over-complicate a situation in a matter of seconds.

What personal or life lessons have the kids in your life taught you? 

Ace Siggy--The Palmetto Peaches