Happy Hulkoween! 3 Nights, 3 Costumes!

We had a blast this Halloween! Copeland is at a great age for trick or treating. This year he had a special request for me. Since he was dressing up as Captain America (his personal hero) he asked me to dress up as a Marvel hero too. I was thinking Black Widow, but he had other plans! At his request, I dressed up as The Hulk! I found this kid's costume at Goodwill for $10 and the rest was history!

Halloween is quite possibly my favorite holiday! This year I had three totally different events to attend. My electropop band, SIGNY, performed one night, my new beau and I hit the town to see Questlove play a DJ set, and then on the actual date I took my son trick or treating. 3 nights, 3 chances to dress up, was I going to wear the same costume each night? Haha, no way!

Amy and I did a role reversal (she's got dark hair and I have red.) She was Hipster Ariel and I was Snow Wut this year! We had a blast performing too! 

Costumes with the beau weren't exactly a stretch. We kinda went as ourselves as Bender and Claire from The Breakfast Club. Thanks to the Austin Statesman for the snap.

Seriously, this year was one of the best! Cannot wait to see what next year holds. So, what did you dress up as?

F*CK 2016

Today I suck less at... nothing because I'm exactly where I fucking need to be. 

Seriously, I need to let out one giant, steaming "F U" to 2016. This year has been one insane life-altering moment after another. I mean personally, yes. But, collectively this year has been wrought with some really messed up stuff. I know we are all going to drink pretty heavily when we ring in the New Year. We all need this year to be over! 

For me, the last few years have been pretty rough. Yes, there were so many incredible moments and I would not be here writing this without the love and support of my friends and family. I am beyond grateful for their kindness. My friends saved me through the hardest time in my life. Especially when everything finally came to a head at the beginning of 2016.

I didn't start this blog because I thought, "Wow, this will be fun!" I started this blog because I was trying desperately to prove to my husband that I was worthy of him. He consistently put me down for being a less than stellar homemaker. Yeah, I'm an artist, I'm messy, my mind races a mile a minute on creative ideas, I'm always on the go. I spent most of my life moving around, touring, traveling. I didn't spend a ton of time learning life lessons like cooking, cleaning, etc... But you know what, I really did want to learn those things! So, that's why I started "Mastering Mrs." I wanted to prove to him and I suppose myself that I could be a great homemaker too.

I spent countless hours learning new recipes, teaching myself how to cook, creating neat DIY projects for our amazing son, and really trying to document the life we were all building together. 

It seemed that no matter how hard I worked, nothing would change his mind in the end. He saw no value in me. The things that I am innately gifted at were of no use to him. I hadn't quite adulted well enough to keep my husband and so with that, he left. 

I'm not writing this to throw him under the bus. I won't speak ill of him because we have a son together and he did try in his own way to see the good in me. But it takes an incredible toll on your physical and mental health to hear day after day that you just aren't quite good enough. That who you are at your core isn't valuable. 

I stepped away from this blog after he left. I didn't have anything in me to write about and I didn't really see a reason. But this past week I opened up Chrome and started to comb through the multitude of posts that I had written and it hit me, I have value. He may never see it. But I finally do. 

I haven't felt any sense of worth in years because I was always coming up short in his eyes. But looking over these posts made me actually see in text, photos, ideas, execution, that I am valuable. 

I may not be a perfect homemaker. But I am worthy of love and I am worthy of respect. 

So, as 2016 closes and this crazy journey of unraveling a marriage comes to an end, I'm working on reclaiming the self-love I used to hold. I'm going to start blogging again. But this time, I won't be starting my posts with "Today I suck less at..." No, I don't need the daily reminder that I'm not good enough and that I need to suck less at life.

I'll simply start my posts. I'll continue to show up as I did from the beginning. Only this time, I'll show up full rather than an empty, nervous shell of a person. 

I'm taking my fucking life back and my goddamn blog too.

Mastering Mrs. Moi