Being a mom and being married to one of the most grounded dudes in all of Texas means my whimsical soul has pretty much been tamed and that's in some ways probably a good thing. So basically because we're too conservative (*cough, cough* cheap) we're probably never going to be that family that's like "Hey, you want to pack up our stuff and head to (insert super awesome vacation spot here) this weekend?"
Like never. That will never be us.
I remember once when I was young (I suck at remembering how long ago things actually were so don't ask my age because I could have been 6 or 12 and I just don't remember) we got home on the last day of school for the year and my parents did that. We packed up some beach clothes, they made a reservation, and we got in the car and drove. That was probably the coolest I ever thought my parents were at age 6 or 12 or somewhere in between.
This weekend when half the family was suffering from some sort of virus (myself included) I felt whimsical. I definitely wasn't booking a vacation or anything like that, but I was sitting in my house thinking we need color and texture, but not too much color because that doesn't work with my aesthetic and since we're all sick I think we need that Theives line from Young Living like sometime last week and obviously I needed all of the things and myself in all my whimscal glory basically needed it all right now. This is where my husband shakes his head and is like what does it matter if your handsoap is non toxic if you're still using that dish soap. He thinks he's stopping me, but at this point it's basically a done deal and now I'm considering adding the Theives Dish Soap to the cart too. Honestly this would all be cheaper with less criticism. Just sayin'.
And about that color and texture, I needed plants. Real ones. My thumb is as black as they come, but I was tired of looking at all the cheap fake plants in my house and we're all sick and we need something to help with the quality of air in our house. So yesterday I went to Ikea because 20% Off planters and it fits the aesthetic and because sometimes you just need and excuse to drive the 40 minutes to Ikea. I don't really need a reason. I guarantee you I'll find my reason somewhere between the fake display apartments and the pot and plants section. I may not know I need it, but it's definitely there.
The plants are here, I should probably go water them. Young Living is a thing for us now, but the products haven't actually arrived yet. I'd like to think my whimsy is putting us all on the right track for better health. Whimsy for good. Whimsy for health. No regrets.