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Bridget Forney  | Forney is the name/PR is the game | PR+food+lifestyle correspondent | Mother of dragons (boys) | all my PR secrets are @thepressmarket

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Dear Diary:
I knew there was a reason God gave me long legs. Now I know what they were meant for after all these years: having enough space for both a dog AND a toddler on my lap at the same time! #epiphany Glad we cleared that up finally.

Dear Diary:
I missed my sister. She's a pretty cool chick. Scratch that. She's a completely kick-ass pal. We did an aerial yoga thing (thanks @yogaonyorkmd) and got to experience Hanging Potted Plant and an inverted star/splits (hello, motion sickness) and, my favorite (as @culturallyfit knows), floating savasana (because legit, you just lay on your back)! πŸ€ΈπŸ»β€β™‚οΈ
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I realized after that, I couldn't stop talking about it, and about her. We don't get to spend as much time together as we used to (dang kids), but this felt like getting back to center (and not just in a yogi way). Plus, she gave me this completely awesome recipe for overnight oatmeal (as I'm trying to get away from my standard donut-a-day practice 🍩). I was totally skeptical, but man this oatmeal gets it so right. And every time I eat it, I think of her. Every time I share it with someone new, I get to talk about her. And that's how comfort food is built, people. So today, I share with you what I'm calling Sister Oats (actually derived from a @toneitup recipe shhhhhhh πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™€οΈ)... 1️⃣Step 1/ buy mason jars from @target dollar spot (it just tastes better in mason jars)
2️⃣Step 2/ Put in 1/3 cup of raw oats
3️⃣Step 3/ Add 1 cup of almond milk
4️⃣Step 4/ Add 2 TBLSP peanut butter
5️⃣Step 5/ Add 2 TBLSP maple syrup
6️⃣Step 6/ Add 4 tsp chia seeds
7️⃣Step 7/ Add sliced banana on top and who are we kidding add another splash of the syrup
8️⃣Step 8/ shake, sit in fridge overnight - eat in morning πŸ’πŸ» Take it from someone who mostly prefers donuts over all other food items, SisterOats is a home-freaking-run. And I love her so much for sharing it with me and keeping her top of mind every morning this week as I work out this crick in my back from aerial yoga.

Dear Diary:
When it comes to style, I pretty much feel like I'm dressing as someone else every day. I put on clothes that match, look nice and are generally on-trend. But I rarely feel like myself in them. πŸ‘ 
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Growing up, i remember having most of the latest trendy styles: bell bottoms when they came back in the 90s, layers and polos when Hollister was all the rage, and a few nice dresses for church I felt super uncomfortable in. As a military brat desperate to fit in, I never really had a style all of my own. I just emulated what I thought would help me blend with the other kids. πŸŽ’
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Doing just that over the past 30 years and two pregnancies has left me kind of style-less. Even when I recognize something I like in a piece of clothing from @letote or @stitchfix, it's never the same as the thing I liked before. The one constant in my closet seems to be things that are black. Wearing all black just seems like the easy answer when I can't find an outfit to put together or have no style vision. In fact, my morning routine is usually searching Pinterest for outfits that I can copy so I don't have to think about it.πŸ‘š
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Until this weekend when my mom commented of my son: "Tucker, like you, is already (at only 5!) recognizing what clothes are most comfortable and wants to wear pieces that *feel good.*" For those of you who don't know, that means stretchy pants (what we call sweat/yoga/leggings pants). And she's right; why can't I just wear clothes that feel good!? #stretchypantnation (Thank God "athleisure" is trendy right now.) πŸ‘–
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I still don't really know what my style is other than (with the help of Pinterest) to be stylish. But I'm learning more about myself through the eyes (and style) of my son, who, like me, has an affinity for stretchy pants. πŸ•Ά
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So if he wants to wear stretchy pants to school, and they make him feel like himself, and they help him develop his own unique style, I guess I'm cool with that. I, at least, have Pinterest...

Dear Diary:
I wore my Pat Benatar (faux leather) leggings to the bouncy place. They didn't slow me down. πŸ’πŸ»
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In fact, I jumped off the top of the biggest slide with two very thrilled little boys. πŸ™†πŸ»#fridaynightlive
I survived. πŸ’ͺ🏼
They laughed.
We all lived. πŸ‘πŸΌ
And I think there was an important lesson in there somewhere about spontaneity or shamelessness or seizing the day or something? πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™€οΈ
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Though leather-style leggings were originally made for the stage, I think Pat would have been proud.

Dear Diary:
We still got it. πŸ’πŸ»
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Thank you, @citronbaltimore for the lovely party🎈and the delicious short ribs. The bananas foster crepes were my FAVE part (dammit why didn't I get seconds??!). 🍌
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Beehive in honor of #savegoodgirlsrevolt and @goodgirlsrevolt, a show that deserves SO much more time in the spotlight. πŸ™ŒπŸΌ
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🐝hive by @spaontheblvd and outfit by @francescas (I thought I might be too old to shop in there, but alas there are gems to be found still.) πŸ’Ž
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Last but not least, I WON A $2,500 vacation at the party. If you need me, I'll be Googling getaway ideas. πŸ‘‹πŸΌ

Dear Diary:
This is what #reallife life-training three boys looks like as we #TBT on Netflix to The Santa Clause tonight post chicken pot pie feast. πŸŽ…πŸΌ
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The 55 degree weather made the 5yo insist on wearing lax shorts. (Hope he doesn't freeze tonight) πŸƒπŸ»
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The little one was thisclose to falling asleep on me, but forgot to finish nodding off. Now he's "getting comfortable" by leg-kicking his bed neighbors (aka me). πŸ’€
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And I've been recovering from a long work day and just now felt my shoulders relax from the tension build-up. .
Overall, everyone had dinner, is wearing something stretchy and watching Tim Allen. So I think we won at life tonight. πŸ’πŸ»
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#deardiary

Dear Diary:
We're a few days into this whole 2017 thing and the "I'm gonna effin' rock this sh*t πŸ’ͺ🏼" sentiments have somewhat slightly faded into, "meh. Maybe next year."
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Not to be all anti-resolutiony (#realornotreal?) on you, but I'm over this "new year, new me" bit. When the clock struck midnight on Dec. 31, no one *actually* changed in any way, that I could see at least. The New Year - I hate to tell you - did not in fact result in a New ANYONE. From where I was sitting on New Year's Eve (in my bed watching Buffy πŸ’πŸ»πŸ”ͺ⚰️), people pretty much stayed the same. It was more "New Year, Same You."
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But I respect the commitment to self-improvement and embrace the idea of positive change. So just in case the "New Year, new me" thing actually *does* work, here's what the "new," 2017 me is working on this year:
1️⃣I will not let my cage be rattled. When faced with unreasonable and doubtful and hurtful and opposing things, I won't let them rock my whole world. I will keep my own cage.
2️⃣ I will find balance in being feminist and being fair. Not everything is fairly judged through feminist glasses.
3️⃣ I will learn from my friends, instead of teach them. They have so many learnings to impart. I want to absorb them all.
4️⃣I will honor those who have passed by being less angry at the world's shortcomings and instead, sucking in all of its wonderful offerings as much as I'm aware to do so.
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If you're doing a "New Year, New Me" thing, I guess I'm doing it, too. #newyearnewyou #newyearnewme #newyear

We were rocked by 2016 like a lot of people. We had some wins, but took a lot of hits along the way. πŸ‘ŠπŸΌ (that's a punch-in-the-gut emoji, not a fist-bump emoji, k?)
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Don't be fooled by the perfection you see on Instagram. A lot of chaos happens outside and in between these little squares. πŸ“Έ
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The election nearly tore our family apart. But I hope our boys either won't remember the debates or will remember that they have two smart parents who knowledgeably and passionately stand up for what they believe in; that we live in a country where I'm allowed to have my own opinion about politics and voice that opinion on my terms: a freedom we all respect and cherish. πŸ‘ΈπŸ»
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Our boys continued to learn how to be brothers. And it wasn't all pretty, ok? Do they fight? Yeah. Usually over the same toy. Do they love? Like nobody's business. And I'm proud to say the times Tucker is in trouble at school, it's usually because he was defending his brother. πŸ‘¬
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To offer a sports metaphor, 2016 was a rebuilding year for us. Our team wasn't winning, but we're totally ready to be state champs next year. Our family is pumped for 2017 and plan to charge into Jan. 1 with all of the enthusiasm, determination, confidence, experience and skill of a first-round draft pick. πŸˆπŸ€
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Wishing you some wins in the New Year, friends. πŸŽ‰
/B

Dear Diary:
I'm mainly just sharing to make you jealous. Because I made this from scratch with @bforney2. And we didn't spare a drop of icing.
#christmaseve #christmastime #sistersister #christmasbaking

Dear Diary:
Do you ever take a break to just cycle through the Snapchat filters?? Yes. Yes, I do. πŸ’πŸ»πŸŽ…πŸΌπŸŽ…πŸΌπŸŽ…πŸΌπŸŽ…πŸΌ
#christmastime #santa

Dear Diary:
I was almost attacked by a T-Rex today but dodged him right when he lunged for me. Thankfully, both my shoe laces and big toe are in tact. But seriously: because ice storm + kids.
#momlife #motherhood