It rained all day and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I made forts with the kids. I made some rockin’ chicken breasts. I shopped online for things I can’t buy, I dreamed about lying on a sandy island in Florida (which I will be doing in a few weeks), I read a bit of Stephenie Meyer’s new book. And… finally… I made a new blog.

I haven’t been writing here because I’ve been busy, but also because I’m bored with Stepherz.com for the moment. I thought I’d try something new. I may not be consistent with it either, or maybe it will get my enthusiasm going again.

As much as I like making fun of myself, I really like making fun of celebrities. It’s wrong and it’s silly, but it’s fun. So, Momma Magpie is going to be a place where I can snark on celebs and steal some fashion ideas from them (such a contradiction). I’ll share some of my beauty/fashion secrets, or talk about new/old products & styles I’m using or trying.

“Momma Magpie” isn’t a self explanatory title. When I moved here to CO, I was fascinated by these crazy ass birds called Magpies. They are attractive and yet awkward. They have horrible singing voices. They are such comical creatures, full of character. They would sit in the middle of the road pecking at shiny items– soda can tabs, trash, brightly colored anythings. They didn’t care if you were an inch from smooshing their feathers all over the pavement with your car tire because they were on their mission to get the pretties. And then I met a special little Magpie. He would visit my bedroom window everyday, squaking this hideous song, and pecking at my glass snow globe that sat on my window sill. He was relentless. He wanted that snowglobe so badly! While he got on my nerves, he made me laugh and I admired his diligence. I guess this obnoxious, awkward, silly, relentless, animated lover of beautiful things kind of reminded me of myself. Thus, the name “Momma Magpie”. Go give me a visit!