Why Label Daddy is the Company I Go to for All My Labeling Needs!

Label Daddy is here, and just in time! Summer is around the corner. Camps, camping trips, summer vacations, and then you can't forget the back to school that comes after. All these things have something in common. Can you guess what it is? After my quick disclaimer, I can tell you what. 

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Labels keep our family organized!

Now! The fun part! Label Daddy has amazing labels. They are perfect for putting onto things that we take with us and our children to public places. Like all those things I listed above! You don't want your items being confused for someone else's. You don't want lost things never finding their way home, right? So how do we let people know? We label them! And we use Label Daddy labels to do just that in our home. Why?

• They are washable! I have washed my labeled containers after being used in my daughters classroom. I have washed blankets that the kids took on an over night trip with the labels on them. And nothing has messed them up! 
• They go on super easy, but can be removed just as easily. No sticky residue left behind.
• I love the designs! We have had various kinds over the years. And they keep adding more. My oldest son was thrilled when I got the Emoji ones for him. And my daughter has the princess ones.
• Ordering is simple. I can place a label order in less than 5 minutes. The hardest part is choosing which background to use! 

I use these on all my kids school supplies. I label my storage bins to clue me in on whose stuff is in which tote. But I found a new use. Sometimes I have to leave my baby in the nursery. And after the last time, I have decided that I need to label her cups... 

They had put a paper sticker on the cup. That was almost 2 weeks ago and I am still cleaning off residue. Definitely need something better. And that is exactly where Label Daddy labels come in. Their labels have survived my dish washer with flying colors. I also labeled my plastic food storage containers when I sent them with my kids to class. 

These labels are dishwasher safe! 

 

I ordered this set for my baby girls' things. The Medium All-Purpose ones will work on anything.

Personalized for your specific needs.  

I was a little disappointed this time around, however. Twice have I washed and dried her cup before attaching the label only to have them start peeling off in less than 24 hours. Hoping it is only because of the cup. I've used their labels for my older kids' lunchboxes, backpacks, school folders - all without a single problem. 

They have so many new options to choose from. And so many discounts offered regularly. If you are not on their mailing list, I suggest you get on it.  They will send emails of new savings and products.
Labels are not all. Label Daddy has expanded their product lines. They now have personalized fleece blankets, towels, laundry bags, wall decals, key finders, write on labels and even journals!

And the best part? You can save 25% off! 

Save 25% on Label Daddy labels for Summer Camp (or anything else you know of!) - Use code USFAMILY25 Best deal! http://www.usfamily25.labeldaddy.com

What do you need labels or personalized products for? Let me know in the comments below.  

A Love For Places Abandoned Has Begun

My husband and I have many common interests. Many of them revolve around being curious. We like to explore. And find interesting places. My husband and his siblings went into a place to look around as kids. It was abandoned and mostly a dump, but the fun was in just looking around it and imagining what it might have been before. The people that had been there before left in a rush. Food was rotting in the fridge and trash was everywhere. Why did they leave so fast? How long ago? 
As a kid, my PawPaw and I went for a walk in an area where there was a house that was going to be torn down. It was condemned and full of junk. At least to the outsiders eye. We peeked inside and he reached in to pull out a tiny, shot glass-sized, crystal wine glass. To this day, it is counted as a treasure among my belongings. Who knows what else we might have been able to find, but he was always saying that safety comes first for our adventures. I respected him for that. We talked about reasons that it might have been left in such disrepair. The biggest one being that an elderly person might have been there and died, leaving it behind with no family to care or claim.

 Let the exploration commence! 

Fast forward, and now we live in a brand new neighborhood. A neighborhood built on the border of a church. As far as we can tell, it looks like they built the church after purchasing event grounds. There is a large amphitheater there. The first time we checked it out there were seats and you could climb onto the stage. They have since made changes to it. It is slowly deteriorating along with the other buildings around it, like the concession stands.

Just starting here, we have come to want to see more places like it. This is why I went looking around online. There are places everywhere. And it is called urban exploration. There are even abandoned military bunkers, missile silos - places that are just no longer needed by the governments. We won't trespass on the properties that forbid such, but there are places that you can see without dangers or guards. Like an abandoned arcade shaped as a spaceship...

I started a Pinterest board of some amazing sights to see one day. 

Some of these places have great potential. Potential to be reused. Given a new purpose. Like old malls or apartment buildings. Can you imagine if they were renovated and devoted to the homeless population? After all, they are not being used. Why not? Well, aside from people being greedy.... 

If you could go anywhere, abandoned or not, where would it be? Let me know in the comments below!

Celebrate the Little Things With Me!

Do you have pain? Daily pain? Well, I do. And "good days" are few and far between. So I think the little moments when I can feel free of the struggle is when I shall do all I can. But I shall enjoy them too. Sure, I might be doing chores. But I will do them happily. Not every day that I can, you know. If you struggle too, let's celebrate together! Tell me what your little moment is. And I will celebrate it with you!

Staying Blindly in Love

They say love is blind. And usually when people make this comment, they mean it in a negative way. After all, it typically gets used when someone is so "in love" that they miss all the signs that it is a terrible relationship to be in. But did you know, there is another way that love is blind? Love is blind in a great way for my husband and I. 

Two days from now, we will have been married for a year. Some people see us and think we are still in the honeymoon stage. I say if that is the case, then may we never get out of that stage. I've known him for at least 4 years. We met as coworkers during our bondage to Target. At first, I couldn't stand him. No, really. I hated his guts. Here he was, another shining star among the drones that Target likes to hire. He could think. He could reason. Here was someone who was catching the eyes of the leaders and that I was afraid was going to take the leadership role I was working so hard to get. Then he spoke. And it was in a language I was very fluent in - sarcasm. Suddenly, I was in awe of him. Suddenly, I wanted to know more about this guy. He came in, kept quiet and worked furiously - better than every other guy on our team. I didn't have to hold his hand. I didn't have to keep reminding him to pick up the pace. He kept up with me just fine. It was not love at first sight. But boy did it grow. We became good friends. Hanging out with him was not awkward. Silence with him actually felt comfortable. We went from hanging out on lunch breaks to me inviting him to our "parties". A bunch of us cooler peeps got together to play video games, swap stories and yes, I cooked and baked. We were all just a bunch of nerds having fun. It was at these parties that I saw something in him that made me like him just a little more. He understood me. He was fun. We shared common hobbies and interests. That doesn't mean I jumped right into a relationship with him, however. Having just exited a terrible marriage, the fear was real that this wouldn't last. That happiness would not ever truly be mine. That didn't discouraged him. He pursued me. After a while, we started going out and eventually he met my kids. I did push him away. Okay, let me rephrase... I tried to push him away. But he was determined. Another trait I appreciated. I constantly voiced my insecurities and ideas on why we wouldn't work out. And he had reassurance for each one. Fast forward to today, we are married and even had a baby together. Though not in that order. He has become a strong role model to my sons. He became the father all my children needed. And he has loved me blindly the whole way.

It is said that we are our greatest critics. We magnify our flaws from an anthill to a mountain. But those who love us fully are blind to those "flaws". They love us regardless. Passionately. Fully. No holds barred. And he does just that. He stands strong by my side. Through the unplanned pregnancy, losing my job and the ever growing health concerns I have muddled through. He hasn't missed a single chance to tell me how much he loves me. He also doesn't hesitate to show me. I made it clear at the beginning that love is an action, not some gooey feeling and empty words. And he has taken that to heart. He lets me sleep in when I have had a particularly bad night. He randomly cleans things without me saying anything. He buys my pads... Talk about real love. This man will buy the right kind of pads when he knows I'm in need. Like this morning when my second period in less than a month took it up a notch... He doesn't shy away. We have even had conversations about my monthly flow. Doesn't cover his ears or squirm. I've gained weight - 40 pounds to be exact - since he fell in love with me. Yet, he still tells me that I'm beautiful. Not with the hope of getting something in return, but because he truly means it. 

Love is blind. In more than one way. And the blind love we have is beautiful.