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spring break : do's and don'ts

It's that time again, friends. The time where we say BLESS OUR HEARTS and WE CAN (possibly) DO THIS.  

It's spring break, y'all.  

Spring break USED TO mean that I would throw my cutest bathing suits into an overstuffed duffel bag, pile into someone's mom's minivan, and drive 12 hours straight to Miami. Because COLLEGE.

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friday faves : my fave bloggers

Before I started blogging, I had a very specific idea about the life of a blogger. I thought it consisted of fun photo shoots, being gifted all kinds of free stuff, and just generally looking put together most of the time. I was certain that bloggers had their ISH together, in a way that I could never. 

And then I became one. And I learned that photo shoots are freezing & awkward, free stuff DOESN'T come pouring out of the UPS truck (unless you're John, in which case it does), and I almost NEVER look put together. Just ask any of my neighbors or basically anyone in my life. 

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beauty faves (which I may or may not know how to use)

In my 20's, I'd prance around makeup-less and dewy skinned, and be all LOOK HOW MUCH COLLAGEN MY SKIN IS PRODUCING. (jk, I didn't even know the word collagen back then. Because I didn't have to.)  And despite being often without makeup in my current life (rocking skin that is NOT in it's 20's), I've realized that I'm past the point of fresh-faced Sherri who doesn't need makeup, and firmly in the "aw honey, go put some concealer on, mkay" phase of life.

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do good with resupply

If you know me in real life, then you know that I'm a big ol' bleeding heart, and I LOVE to give back. NOT because I'm so amazing, generous, or unselfish (I'm not, just ask John), but more so because I know exactly what it means to receive that kind of "good" in your life. You see, not only am I a former social worker, but I'm also a former foster kid. One who's been the recipient of more than one bag of donated clothes, shoes, toys, and almost anything else you can think of. 

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dear boy moms

dear boy moms,

I get it. 

I. GET. IT. 

I'll be totally honest, I was team girl ALL THE WAY after having Ally Grace. She and I have always had a special bond, and I kept thinking how amazing it would be to have nothing but daughters. Because we would obviously spend our time shopping, getting our nails done, and talking about boys. (I'm not a regular mom, I'm a cool mom. Duh.)

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cooking with karv

A Bo and his steak. He's basically a miniature Ron Swanson.

Guys if there's one thing you know about me by now, it's this: convenience is my love language. Along with Anthropologie, marshmallows, and Starbucks, #letsbehonest.

Combine convenience with healthy eating, and Sherri is HERE FOR IT. (Sherri is apparently also here for referring to herself in third person.) 

When Karv reached out to ask if I would try their subscription service, I really couldn't say yes fast enough.  Karv is a monthly subscription service that delivers the finest-quality U.S. meats and oven-ready entrées, straight to your doorstep.

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friday favorites : first of 2018

It's Friday Favorites guys! And guess what? Since it's my first Friday Faves in 2018, I tried to make it EXTRA AMAZING for y'all. 

Unfortunately, I failed to save the extra amazing version, SO you'll have to settle for the mediocre version I typed from memory while cursing sleepy Sherri who forgot to hit the freaking save button.

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Athleisuring

Can we all just agree that athleisuring is totally a verb? Pleaseandthankyou

Like, if it were an athletic sport, I would easily medal in it. And can the Olympic committee get right on that? 

Y'all, it's been unprecedentedly cold around these parts. Like, sub-30, which means everything should be canceled, while we all go don our Uggs, sweats, and binge watch basically anything on Netflix.  Go ahead all you Northerners, roll your eyes. I'll wait.

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elfing

Well, for all of you who started your Elf On the Shelf in November, HOW DARE YOU?  I had to endure like a week of constant questioning about why Jack Frost hadn't come yet. 

(Because he likes whining about as much as Mommy.)

Mind you, AG may or may not have discovered the truth behind the Elf this year. If by discovered, I mean, she found our elf stuffed into the drawer where he lives all year. Listen up guys,

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