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Much Appreciated~ A Photostory

Hi everyone! I have a photostory for you today that I hope you’ll enjoy! Especially since the pics were taken in a room in my dollhouse… 😉 XD

Riven-Delle was super busy baking up a storm; she had already made cupcakes, cookies, muffins – now she had a blueberry pie in the oven! She had wanted to bake a cake, too, but she had received too many interruptions by her siblings that took her away from her baking several times that day. From Clara fainting twice to Lana causing an argument to the little ones getting underfoot time and again – Riven-Delle was at her wit’s end. She wasn’t even the oldest of the kids, yet everyone seemed to be coming to her for everything – just as they always did.

Kiara stepped into the kitchen just as Riven-Delle was putting a dirty bowl by the sink (I say “by” since it was overflowing with dishes already) and let out a quick gasp. “Wow! That’s a lot of goodies!” She said, eyeballing the cookies.



“Yeah, well, that’s what I like to do,” Riven-Delle smiled, “Do you need something?” she asked, trying to hide her dread.

“Oh, no, I just came in for a drink of water,” Kiara said and went to find a glass. Riven-Delle let her shoulders sink in relief and continued with her work…

…but she hesitated when she heard the faucet turn on and heard dishes clanking around. “Uh – Kiara? What are you doing?” Riven-Delle asked.

“There’s a mountain of dishes that need washing, so I thought I’d help you out and start washing,” Kiara said, soapy sponge in hand.

“Oh. Well, that’s nice of you, but really, it’s not necessary,” Riven-Delle said.

“It’s okay, I want to do this,” Kiara said with a smile.

Riven-Delle turned her head away, annoyance crawling up her spine. “Really, Kiara, you can go,” she said.

“Riven-Delle I don’t think you’re being very nice. I’m not going to disrupt your work by doing the dishes for you – in fact, I’ll be helping you along with your work by taking this load off your back,” Kiara said. Riven-Delle sighed and said, “You’re right. I’m sorry, Kiara. It’s nice of you to help me.”

The timer went off for the oven, so Riven-Delle got her oven mitts on to check on her pie while Kiara began scrubbing away.

While they were both preoccupied with their work, sneaky little Merida tip-toed into the kitchen and swiped a plate of cupcakes off the table and scurried off before anyone could notice she was ever there.

When Riven-Delle decided the pie was done baking, she took it out of the oven and set it on the table, only to be horrified by the emptiness that faced her.

“Where are my cupcakes?” Riven-Delle cried.

Kiara instantly stopped scrubbing the dishes and joined her sister’s side. “What on earth…”

“They’re gone,” Riven-Delle said, her voice shaky.

“Hey, it’s okay. I bet one of the little ones came in and took them – let’s go see if we can find them!” Kiara suggested.

“No, I’m sure they’re all gone by now anyway,” Riven-Delle said.

“Well, isn’t that a good thing? I mean, don’t you bake all these treats so we can eat them?” Kiara asked.

“Yes, but….,” Riven-Delle sighed, “Truth is, I’m not so upset about the cupcakes. I’m just so frustrated. I’ve been planning this baking day for weeks and I’ve been looking forward to having some time to myself, doing the thing I love. But all day I keep being interrupted by everyone and constantly dragged away from my baking. Why does everyone always want me?” Riven-Delle asked, a couple tears trickling down her cheek.

Kiara placed her hand on her sister’s shoulder and said, “I understand, everyone needs their own space, but really, think about how amazing it is that everyone loves you so much. I think just about everyone in this family looks up to you. And in a big family like ours, that’s something to be thankful for. You’re so appreciated in this house and I think you should learn to appreciate that.”

Riven-Delle smiled through her tears and hugged her sister tightly. She knew that lately she hadn’t been as appreciative of her family as she should have been and she was so grateful to Kiara for reminding her that appreciation goes both ways.

The End

Challenge: This week show someone you wouldn’t normally think of that you appreciate them. It just may make their day :)

~Jaclynn~

Strum Me a Tune~ A Photostory


Samantha and Riven-Delle decided to brave the freezing cold (or at least, it was to them, being California girls) and do some shopping downtown.


Riven-Delle’s head was turned by the enchanting sound of a guitar strumming not far from where they were. She realized that the person playing looked unmistakably familiar and found herself in the middle of a big problem. Her head told her that it wasn’t wise to go up to a stranger and talk to them, but she had done it once with no harm done. Surely Samantha wouldn’t approve, but Riven-Delle felt that this boy needed help and that he wasn’t really a bad person.


“Riven-Delle, what are you looking at?” Samantha inquired once she realized her sister had suddenly stopped dead in her tracks.


Riven-Delle knew that hair – she hadn’t seen anyone else with it before. It was definitely him.

Without saying a word Riven-Delle headed in the direction of the guitar player with Samantha very hesitantly following behind. She absolutely hated it when people kept her from doing some serious shopping.


“Hello!” Riven-Delle greeted, a bit nervous to say anything.


The teenage boy looked up from his guitar and instantly stopped playing. The look behind his eyes expressed worry and Riven-Delle wondered what could be wrong.

“Hello….,” he said hesitantly.


“I’m sorry – aren’t you Weston? The boy from the diner? I was certain I’d seen you before,” Riven-Delle said, though she already knew it was him.

“Yeah, I guess that would be me. You got some cops hiding out nearby to take me in?” He asked, his eyes shifting around.


“No, of course not! I told you I wouldn’t turn you in,” Riven-Delle said.


He let out a quick sigh that was hardly audible and said; “Look, I don’t want to be rude, but maybe you should get going. I’m about ready to head back home now anyway.”


Riven-Delle looked down at the blue bowl with white polk-a-dots scattered around it. This was not a bowl a teenage boy would choose to use – especially in public. She couldn’t help wondering if perhaps it was stolen… Weston was definitely not living in a stable home – maybe he was even living on the streets.


“C-could you strum a song for us before we go? I heard you from a distance and it sounded great,” Riven-Delle said.


“I think we should get going, Delle,” Samantha intervened.


“One song won’t hurt. We’ll still have time for shopping,” Riven-Delle said.


“Alright, just one song and then I gotta go. My dad will kill me if I’m late for my lessons,” he said, though Riven-Delle couldn’t help doubting that he even had a father.


Riven-Delle watched curiously as he turned the knobs on his guitar to tune it. Samantha turned her head away and groaned just loud enough for Riven-Delle to hear her.


Once he had tuned up, he began to strum on his guitar an older sounding song that was full of life, making Riven-Delle tap her feet and clap her hands along.


When the song ended, Riven-Delle clapped and told him how great it was while she got her purse out to drop some money into his bowl.

“You play so well, I wouldn’t be surprised if someday you become famous!” Riven-Delle said as she dropped her money into the bowl.


A crisp 20 dollar bill to be exact.


Weston stared at it in disbelief – he hadn’t had that much money at one time in years!


“Thank you,” he said, as calmly as possible.


“Alright, Delle, let’s go now,” Samantha urged.


“Well, bye!” Riven-Delle said, feeling a bit awkward and sorry to leave him. Who knew where he would be tonight or if he even had anyone who cared about him.


Weston reached into the bowl and held the 20 dollars in his hand as he watched the girls leave. The kindness Riven-Delle had expressed meant so much to him – no one had treated him that way since he was a young boy. Except for his friend, of course, who was lying sick in bed and in need of some decent food. Thanks to Riven-Delle, he could give him just that.

Do you play an instrument? I’m learning to play the keyboard and I’m loving it! 😀 

~Jaclynn~

Just a note – do not talk to strangers. Riven-Delle is a bad example. XD

Also, another note – Riven-Delle and Weston are not a couple and I don’t plan to make that happen. They will just be good friends. 😉 

Bring Me a Package ~A Photostory

Hey guys! I have a fun little photostory for ya’ll today featuring the doll with the mystery name… I’ve decided to reveal her true name for you all at last because this has just been ridiculously long… XD See, I was going to buy McKenna and have her be her twin sister, which I still plan to do at some point, but let’s start using Jane’s real name, shall we? 😉


‘Twas six days before Christmas and ornaments elegantly adorned the Christmas tree…


Presents wrapped with care had been placed beneath the tree…


And decorations were scattered all throughout the house.


On this particular day, a girl sat on the loveseat motionless. Listening. Waiting.


Her head snapped suddenly at the sound of a truck outside that sounded very much like the mail truck.


Without a moment’s hesitation, she had leaped off the couch and dashed out the front door screaming; “THE MAIL IS HERE!!”


Her sisters, Saige and Rebecca followed the screams outside, bewildered by the sight they saw.


The screams had stopped and they found Mariah standing as still as a tree. “Uh, Mariah, are you okay?” Saige inquired.


“Wait.” Mariah said as she watched the mail carrier intently, waiting for her to come up and hand her a small brown box addressed to Mariah Johnson.


Rebecca and Saige joined her side now, looking at her quizzically. “Mariah? What are you doing?” Rebecca asked. Mariah let out a disappointed gasp as the mail carrier returned to the truck.


“WAAAITT!!! COME BACK!!” Mariah screeched. Her sisters held her back as she dashed forward.


“Mariah, what on earth is the matter?” Saige asked. Mariah whimpered and kept saying; “No. No. No.”


“It didn’t come…. I’ve been waiting for days…” Mariah said with a sniffle.


“What was it?” Rebecca inquired.

“A gift from my pen pal…,” Mariah said.


“Oh, Mariah, it’s okay. I’m sure it’ll come soon. You shouldn’t be so upset, though,” Rebecca said sweetly.


“BUT SHE ALREADY HAS MINE!! I WANT MY PRESENT! IVE BEEN WAITING ALL DAY!!” Mariah screamed.


“I know it’s disappointing, but really, you’ll get it soon, I’m sure. You just have to take your mind off of it,” Saige advised.


Mariah sighed and bent over dramatically.


“You’re right. I’m going to go hermit,” Mariah said, turning toward the house.


Saige and Rebecca watched their sister walk groggily back to the house and noticed just how pitiful she looked in her bare feet pattering against the cold concrete.


Mariah wrapped herself in a soft Christmas blanket and sat in front of the tree, staring blankly at the presents.


“What is life anymore…?” Mariah mumbled.


“Mariah! A package just came!” Saige announced with a smile, but Mariah just leaned back and closed her eyes with a sigh.

“It’s probably for someone else, Saige. My package was coming in the regular mail,” Mariah said.

“No, they came back! She said she missed it in the truck. It’s your package!” Saige explained.


Mariah’s eyes jerked open. “WHY DIDNT YOU SAY SO?!”


Mariah leaped up and ran past Saige so fast, she fell to the floor.

Saige remained on the floor, groaning inwardly at her insane sister and could hear her screaming, “GIMME MY PACKAGE!!!”

THE END

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I hope you enjoyed! I had fun making this story. XD

People, I actually went out front to take pictures. And guess what?! A FEDEX GUY CAME AS I WAS TAKING PICTURES. So I looked back and he was looking at me quizzically so I gathered my dolls and hurried inside. Then a little bit after I had to go back out and set them up and start again. XD THEN the regular mail came by again and since it was a woman I was like – eh, whatever. So she came up and handed me the package and asked if one of my dolls was Grace. I thought that was kinda cool that she knew what my dolls were. XD

Do you like getting packages?

MERRY ALMOST CHRISTMAS!!

~Jaclynn~

It’s Shady & Golden Outside~ A Photoshoot

ITS FINALLY SHADY IN THE AFTERNOON SO I CAN TAKE PICTURES NOW AND IM REALLY EXCITED!!!!

Ahem. Sorry for the screaming…

But to explain further, I haven’t posted in so long because it had been sunny like 24/7 outside and when it wasn’t, I’d have to get up super early or take them at night when I’m getting tired, so I couldn’t really take pics… :(

BUT ITS FINALLY SHADY IN THE AFTERNOON!!! *fireworks* *confetti* *donuts* wait, what? XD


Leia is the star again because, let’s face it, she’s gorgeous and insanely photogenic! XD







I’m not sure what I think of this one… I’m usually not a fan of the doll looking at the camera… Unless it’s for a portrait, of course. 😉







Her hair… 😍







That’s it! Which one is your favorite? :)

I loved holding my camera again and crouching down to take pictures of a beautiful doll. *sighs happily*

To those of you waiting for the next part of Masquerade; I PROMISE I will get it up very soon! With lighting problems and just being super busy, it’s been hard to think about getting a photostory up 😉

Have a wonderful rest of your day! Have a donut! Or 2 or 3…. How about a baker’s dozen? XD

~Jaclynn~

Masquerade~ Part 8

Okay, everyone settle down so I can begin this post! XD

I bet you’re all super happy to see this, huh? I got a splurge of inspiration today and finally figured everything out for the rest of this story! I’m SO excited to get the rest of the story posted and I hope you’re all just as excited as I am! 😀

For the previous part, click here. I just wanna make sure you’re all caught up 😉


As I walked through the streets that warm summer day, I found myself lost in deep thought. Why did I ever leave? Yes, I was terrified, but couldn’t I at least have confessed? Couldn’t I have confided in her?


“Please don’t go, Edmund.” Her pleas rang clear as a bell in my mind. “I don’t want to, but I have to.” I had said. “But why? Can’t you just tell me?” She asked of me as tears filled her striking green eyes. “I can’t. I’m sorry.” Was my vague and ridiculous reply.


“Remember me.” She requested just before she turned to leave. I’ve always remembered you. But did she still remember me? Did she even spare the slightest thought for me, even after all these years of being apart?


I shook my head. There’s no way. But it was time for me to go back, time for me to face her and find out for sure.


“Good day, Edmund!” Nicole, a good friend of mine, greeted as she joined my pace.

“Hello, Nicole.” I greeted, forcing a smile. She was my friend, but I wanted to be alone for the moment.

“Is something wrong?” She inquired.


After what I had learned after leaving home all those years ago, I knew it was best for me to come clear. “I’m leaving, Nicole. It’s time for me to go home.” I admitted.


“And to see her again, right?” She asked with a knowing smile.


“It was wrong of me to leave her that way. It’s high time I face her and make up for my mistakes. I thought I could beat this on my own, but I realize I need her now more than ever.” I explained, my heart heavy.


“Well, I certainly wish you well, Edmund. Be safe.” Nicole bid with a friendly grin.


“Thank you. For everything.” Nicole had helped me through a lot these past years and I was eternally grateful to her.


It’s time to come clean. 

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Oooh! I wonder who Edmund could be….? ;D

I hope you liked this part! We’ll get to Liesel in the next installment :)

~Jaclynn~

Dine & Dash~ A Photostory

Wait, what? Two photostories in a row? I can’t even remember the last time I did that! Well, you are about to find some of my deep, dark secrets… Okay, not really, but you will find out something you’ve been dying to know 😉


“Hey, Delle. That guy over there keeps looking around the diner. Think he’s up to something?” Eli asked his older sister.

 

Riven-Delle casually looked over to where the guy was sitting. She guessed he was an older teen. Maybe 16 or 17? He seemed kind of suspicious- mostly cause he was wearing a black leather jacket.


They quickly turned their gaze away from him when they noticed he was looking at them.


The teen guy stood up, his food gone except for a few fries and a little left of his grape soda.


Then Riven-Delle casually watched as he walked away from the bar and went out the door.


“Eli, stay here.” Riven-Delle instructed. “I’m gonna go talk to him.”

“Uh, I don’t think you should do that, Delle. He’s obviously not a good guy. It’s not safe.” said Elijah. Riven-Delle didn’t listen, though.


Riven-Delle followed the guy out the door and watched him for any strange behavior. “It seems safe.” She thought.


“Hey, what do you think you’re doing?” Riven-Delle called out and he paused abruptly, as though thinking “Oh no. I m caught.”

 

“You talking to me?” He inquired as he turned to face her.


“Yeah, I am. You just left the diner without paying.” She stated firmly.


He chuckled and turned his head away.


“Look, don’t say anything about this to anyone. I need to get out of here.” He said urgently.


“What’s your hurry?” She asked.

“I need to help my friend. He’s sick.” He informed.


“Sure he is.” Elijah said as he walked up.

“I told you to wait for me.” Riven-Delle scolded.


“I think he’s just making all this up to get away.” Eli said bluntly.

“Actually, I’m not, kid. My friend really is sick.” He stated.


“Look, I don’t have time to chat with a couple of kids. I gotta get going.” He said, turning to leave.


“I don’t think you should be talking to us that way. I’m actually 14, how old are you?” Riven-Delle inquired.


“16. And before you ask, my name is Weston.” He introduced.


“Well, here’s the thing Weston. If you don’t have any money, I’ll pay the bill for you. And I won’t turn you in.” Riven-Delle offered kindly.


Weston turned away with a sigh. Inside he felt guilty because he did have the money, but he couldn’t tell them that. He needed to get back home and help his friend. “Deal.” He agreed.

And that was the last word they heard him say.


“I hope he’ll be okay.” Riven-Delle said.


“I hope we see him again. I just need to touch that hair. How does he get it to stay up like that?” Eli wondered and Riven-Delle just laughed. She hoped to see him again, too, mostly because she felt sorry for him. She hoped he would turn from his wrong ways…

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YES!! I MADE A BOY DOLL!! I’ve been planning to make him for months now, but I was finally able to do it today! I’m just so in love with him. He’s so amazing!! 😀

I’ll be posting pics soon of the customization process 😉

Do you want a boy doll? What would you want him to look like? 

~Jaclynn~
P.S. I also apologize for the first few photos. The lighting in my room is terrible….

Stranger at the Park~ A Photostory


It was a warm, sunny day, so I decided to bring the kids to the park. Jess and Lana sat on a bench chatting. Or rather, Lana chatted and Jess didn’t pay much attention.

“…and then half an hour later, I saw Samantha dusting AGAIN! I’m telling you, she cleans way too much.” Lana observed, though Jess didn’t seem to notice her talking.


“Humph! I’ve been sitting here doing all the talking while you just sit there staring at nothing! I’d rather be talking to Josefina – even if she always blows her top with me,  at least she would respond!” Lana grumbled, and still Jess didn’t say a word.


With a heavy, over exaggerated sigh, Lana leaped to her feet and walked away in a huff.


“Um, hi! You’re one of the girls from that huge family that lives on Daisy Street, right?” A strange girl inquired as she walked up to the bench Jess sat miserably on.

“Oh, yeah. You live across the street from us, huh?” Jess asked.

“Yeah, I’m still kinda new. We moved there in January. Uh, so, do you mind if I sit with you?” The girl wondered.

“Sure, it’s fine.” Jess replied.


“I’m Leia, by the way. What’s your name?” Leia introduced.

“I’m Jess. How old are you?” She asked.


“I’m 16. You?”

“Oh, I’m 14.” Jess answered, turning her head away.


They sat in an awkward silence for a while, but Leia was determined to get to know her better. “Are you okay?” She inquired.


Jess sighed and closed her eyes. “No, I’m not.”


“Well, if you don’t mind me asking, what’s wrong?” Leia pressed.


“Today marks 6 years since my brother and sister died.” Jess struggled through the words, but she somehow managed to get them out without bawling.


“Oh. I’m so sorry.” Leia said, looking down at her compass.


“H-how did they die?” She inquired.


“In a terrible accident. A cave in.” Jess informed as she stared into space, her eyes wet with tears.


“That’s awful…. Couldn’t someone have tried to get them out?” Leia asked.

“They did, but it was too late.” Jess answered.


“Have you ever lost someone?” Jess inquired.


Leia turned her head and stared into open space. “No.” She answered simply.


“Well, I’d better be going. It was nice to meet you, Jess.” Leia said as she rose to her feet.

“It was nice to meet you, too, Leia. Maybe you could come over sometime?” Jess offered.


“Yeah, maybe. Well, bye!” Leia said with a smile.


Leia walked away and  holding onto her compass, she said, “I’m not gonna lose you. I will find you.”

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Hiii! I felt like making a photostory today and YAY! Now Leia is introduced! XD I know, it took me forever to introduce her, but I had other plans for her, but then things changed so I was able to make her introductory photostory at last! ;D

I hope you liked it! Have a great day!

~Jaclynn~

Photoshoot at Gramma’s!

Hey everyone! First, I just want to say thank you all for your prayers and kind words during the loss of my grandpa. They really meant a lot and I want you all to know that I am doing great! :)

My mom and I stayed with my gramma for a whole week and just got back on Saturday. I can’t begin to tell you how happy I am to be HOME! *lets out a contented sigh*

While I was at my gramma’s house, I took a photoshoot of Leia in her beautiful backyard! There are a lot of pics, so get comfy! ;D




   

   

   

   


    

   

   


   

  

Sleeping beauty…<3



Told you that was a lot! XD

I hope you enjoyed the pictures! I had so much fun taking them- her backyard is amazing! 😀

I’m having a craving to make a photostory pretty soon here…. YAY! 😀

What’s the longest you’ve been away from home? 

~Jaclynn~

P.S. I HAVE 97 FOLLOWERS!! So close to 100!! *squeals* Once I hit 100 followers, I’ll have another giveaway ;D

The Daisy~ A Photoshoot

Hey everyone! Did I really go a week without doing a post? Oopsie… I guess I was writing a lot last week 😛

The other day I was scrolling through Instagram and I saw some AMAZING pictures of a boy and girl doll and they made them look like a couple. It was the cutest thing ever. So it inspired me to do that with my dolls! I had so much fun doing this and I hope you enjoy these just as much as I enjoyed taking them! :)










Aren’t they ADORABLE?!?! It makes me want to make more boy dolls XD

Literally, it was perfect – as I was making this post, I See The Light from Tangled was playing. That was just amazing. If you want a special effect to this post, I suggest listening to that song as you read through it ;D

Also, I’m gonna try to get a photostory up this week! Yay! XD

Which picture was your favorite? Would you like to see more of these?

~Jaclynn~ 

*Throws Confetti*

EEE!!! Do you know what March 23rd is? It’s quite a special day, actually!

3YearBlogiversary
Today is my 3 YEAR Blogiversary!!! YAAAY!!! If you knew that already, that is quite impressive 😉
Also, thanks to my mom for making me that sweet picture and sending it to my email this morning as a surprise – I love you :)

Wow… 3 whole years… Time flies doesn’t it? It seems like just yesterday that I made my welcome post.

When I first started my blog, I didn’t expect to ever have so many followers (I have 80?! OMGEE THANK YOU!!!) or to win an award for Best Photostories or to ever know and meet so many people through my blogging.

 

I’ve definitely learned a lot through my blog. I’ve learned what to say and what not to say, to be honest, and I’ve learned that I shouldn’t compare myself to other blogs, because where’s the fun in that? I want to have fun with my blog and if I’m constantly comparing myself to blogs who are above me and trying to reach their level, then I’m not having fun, am I? No. It isn’t good to compare. I can only do what I can do to have fun with my blog and my readers and that’s all that’s important when it comes to blogging. Blogging is about having fun.

I’m amazed at how many amazing people I’ve met through my blog. I love talking with all of you – you have no idea how many of your comments have made my day, literally, even some have brought me to tears! Thank you so much for your support! :)

 

This year, my goal is to make my blog more about my readers. I want to know YOUR opinions, I want to play games, and just interact with you more! I want to make more posts that are of what you want to see. I’ll be having some polls sometime soon, so look out for that 😉

Speaking of my readers, let me just thank a handful of you, okay?

I’d like to thank:

Lizzy – who has left me some of the sweetest comments. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate them, Lizzy :)

Amelia – who I was super excited to meet in person. You’ve been with me from the beginning and we’ve been friends for even longer :)

Clara – who always leaves super nice comments with usually a little something in it to make me laugh. She was even going to come over at 1AM to finish painting the dollhouse for us, just so she could smell it. XD Oh, and by the way, Clara, when can I come over and pet your baby goats (I might look at that picture of Clover like… Every day) XD

Kathleen – who has always been one of the biggest supporters of my blog. I believe we even had a conversation once of starting a club for blazers and leather jackets or something… Oh! Also, she’s obsessed with BB-8! 😀

Peace – who is another huge supporter of my blog and my photostories :)

American Girl Doll Artist – who I’ve enjoyed getting to know this past year and who is a huge Star Wars fan 😉

Madi – who leaves super long sweet comments :)

My mom –  who has always been so supportive and encouraging with my blog. Thanks for all your help in making LHOAG possible :)

My dad – who, even though he doesn’t care about dolls, still shows an interest in my blog :)

Emma – my BFF in real life, who I love to talk about blogging with and who has actually forced me to make posts a few times… And I’ve done it to her, too LOL! Sometimes we need that push, though ;D

 

There are really so many more I’d love to thank individually, but this is getting quite long, so let me just say…. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! You all deserve your favorite dessert *hands each of you your favorite dessert*

 

I’ve been through a lot with my blog. Joy, laughter, excitement, frustration, confusion, tears, and even guilt. But even through all the bad, this blogging journey has had so much good in it that it far outweighs the bad. I don’t believe I will ever quit blogging – I enjoy it way too much :)

 

Now for an announcement! Today I am having a….. GIVEAWAY!!! And this time, I’m giving away an actual AG product that I purchased specifically to give away – you all deserve it! So check back later today for that! 😀

Bye for now! And thank you all, again! LHOAG would not be where it’s at today without YOU! <3

Love,
~Jaclynn~

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