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Lilla Rose Stylists: Ready Set Win!

“You do not have because you do not ask God. 

When you ask, you do not receive…” 

James 4:2b-3a

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I just came home from an amazing weekend in Anaheim, California for the Lilla Rose 2018 convention. It was a sunny, moderate temperatures, breezy. There was plenty of opportunity to enjoy my Lilla Rose friends, food, laughter, and fun. 

Looking at you, May! Bright, full of opportunity, sunny outlook, growth.

Looking at you, May! Bright, full of opportunity, sunny outlook, growth.

Hubby and I had such a great time. 

We got a renewed vision for our family, refreshing time together, and recalibrated goals for my business. 

We even had fun dying our hair a temporary purple. 

We’re always treated like ROYALTY by the Lilla Rose Headquarters. 

It really has been the best business builder choice for me to be a Lilla Rose.

But, it wasn’t all fun and games either! 

There was quite a lot of learning by some direct sales training greats, such as Melanie Moore of Cinchshare (affiliate link), Belinda Ellsworth (Step Into Success), and Lindsay Tomkins, as well as internal Lilla Rose leaders leading breakout sessions. We also got to hear the rebranding, the vision and the direction of Lilla Rose by its founder and inventor of the flexi clip, John Dorsey. 

Great new things are coming to this ten year old company of less than 9000 Stylists! 

New branding logo

One of the things that stood out to me was something that came from Belinda Ellsworth. She said that many people are afraid to ask about the Business opportunity, and if *I* (taking this personally) do not present it to customers at vendor events, meet ups, or pop up Style Ups, what customers might think I’m communicating is that I do not think they can do what I do. 

Oh. my. goodness. That is the furthest thing from the truth! 

But oh so eye opening! 


If I have unintentionally communicated to a customer that I don’t think they can do this business, I am so, so, so sorry! I have no doubt that any one of my friends, family, and customers can do this business at least as well as I can, but probably even better. I do not do hair. Ok, so I do it a little bit. But I’ve seen many of you ladies with hair styles far sweeter than my own! 

What I am really thinking is that I don’t want to be one of *those* direct sellers from many years ago who bothers their friends. 

Recently I listened to a Tip of the Day or training by Brenda Ster here at the Sassy Suite, and she said that most do not actively ask for ladies/men to join our teams or to host a Style Up. 

She’s right. I have not actively asked many at all. 

I know I’ve taken this Bible verse in James a bit out of context, but I’ve been reflecting on it since conference. 

Faithful people ask, do the work related to success, and wait in faith for results. 

Successful people ask. 

And in the meantime, if I don’t actively ask, I’m not communicating a belief in my followers, readers, customers, friends, and that would just break my heart. I would not be offering you a tremendous opportunity. I would not be offering a chance for an income, the relationships I have grown to love, the community that is Lilla Rose. 

I would not be offering the opportunity for you to grow and bloom into a wonderful Rose. 

I’m asking now. 

How would a direct sales business with Lilla Rose benefit your family? Would you like to earn a little extra income for dance or soccer clubs? Do your children need braces? Would this business help you achieve some longer term goals, like taking a vacation or even being debt free?

Would you love a supportive, non competitive community of lovely ladies to help you grow in skills?

Would you love a challenge?

Do you love to meet with friends and serve a greater good and purpose?

How could a Lilla Rose business help your cause and fundraising?

Please come to my business group on Facebook where we can chat. Contact me here through Sassy Direct.

I do really want to help you grow in a business, however that looks for you.

In the meantime, Lilla Rose is offering some amazing new incentives for those enrolling as a new Stylist.

It’s going to be an amazing growth.

I’m asking you. 




Strength In Weakness

“The only person I’m trying to be better than is the person I was yesterday.”


Yesterday I stopped at Biggby for a coffee treat after my husband’s follow up doctor’s appointment.
This was my cup cozy message.

My husband had a serious car accident on Tuesday, requiring an ambulance ride to the hospital in a neck brace.

Praise God he is ok with no internal injuries, no broken bones, no head injury. He does have back and neck pain from whiplash. And, he has some muscle pain in his braking pedal leg.

I’m well aware and don’t need to be reminded of how thankful I need to be that this wasn’t worse.

I cleaned out our oh so likely totaled van Tuesday afternoon.

Our van debris picked up off the street by….someone. I found this when I went to gather our personal belongs and our new mailbox post out of the van later Tuesday.

Believe me.

I need no reminders.

This is the least alarming post accident photo. It says enough.

I don’t know how they got my husband safely out of the van. The driver’s side door barely opens. The windshield is bowed and is not actually in the window frame. The van body shape is no longer a rectangle shape, more like a parallelogram,trapezoid or rhombus. Not that I got the tape measure out and analyzed angles or anything. I mean, it’s not like I use geometry in my every day life, right? <insert sarcastic but healing humor here>

For the 48+ hours after the accident we’ve been in a literal brain fog, for two different reasons. His fog because of the literal accident, mine because of his accident and the realization of what worse could have looked like.

It was enough that I got called to the scene of the accident and where the fog began to crowd my peripheral vision. It’s where I began to pretend I was strong. A fireman asked me if I was ok when I climbed out of the ambulance where hubby was waiting for me with the police and EMT’s. I said “I will be. I have to be. Yes. I’m ok.” and tried to convince myself that I’d be strong.

In the ER my mother in law was talking about how strong I was, how much peace was in my countenance. Inside I was thinking “What is she talking about? I can barely think.” It was an out of body experience. A tunnel visioned fog with no peripheral vision. I could only tunnel in on one minute at a time.

Inside my head and hurting heart was turmoil, not peace.

On Tuesday we took “things” minute by minute as we ticked through the day…neck brace, ambulance ride, traffic citation, calling family, employment, and our pastor, CT scans and X-rays, and the results of those. Getting pain meds filled, coming home to comfort children, more phone calls to family, follow up doctors’ appointments made, cleaning out the van, and answering messages and offers of help.


Tick-tock…minute by minute.

Once home, my focus was only on making sure my husband was ok, and making sure my children were ok.

None of us were ok. Yet we were.

We were home together, we were on the phone with our oldest in the Boston area.

There was some laughter. We did crack jokes.

We were <mostly> ok.

Wednesday we took it hour by hour as emotions began to flood and we left room for processing events and comforting each other, planning, insurance calls, finishing our taxes believe it or not, answering more messages, the list of things to do got long but things were being checked off in spite of the continued, but slowly dissipating fog. Hour by hour…


Thursday the day formed into compartmentalized sections. I could think a little more ahead and make plans. I even could begin to think about Friday and Saturday.

“Do I have a show Saturday? I wasn’t sure. I should find out. I should begin to pull stuff together if I do.”

The Thursday morning doctor’s appointment brought some reassuring and good news results! Yay! I brought hubby to work to teach his class (poor guy!), stopped for coffee, did some mental health processing, and finally had a good cry alone in the Biggby parking lot. We had to reschedule pick up of rental car, and I had to be home to clean up our bedroom for a mattress delivery that was actually scheduled two weeks ago! (GOD!), take care of more things, and go to our second follow up appointment. I don’t mess around with getting those health and healing affairs in order, even in fog and fatigue.

I intended to come home, make said new bed and fall into it after that second appointment.

But our chickens had gotten naughty and created a new plan. And that was God too. It was therapy to go enjoy the fresh air and their antics, and I’m thankful for that. I also enjoyed an unplanned visit from a sweet friend who dropped off dinner, which I also didn’t know I really needed (more God!), and I enjoyed a two mile walk listening to peeper frogs and singing birds.

By Thursday night the fog was lifting. I could feel strength returning in the ending day, in spite of fatigue. And I know the fog lifting is from the prayers of others.

Friday morning I awoke on my new mattress, having slept like a rock, and finally not quite so tired. I’d dreamed about chicken antics, some of them featherless and looking rough.

Kind of like how I had been since Tuesday.

After my good cry alone in a Biggby parking lot.

Every day, I’m a bit better person than the day before.

Every day we’re a bit stronger as a family.

Every day, my sweet husband has healed a little more.

We may look rough. We may feel rough. But every day is a bit better than the day before.

And it had only been a little more than 72 hours.

We know.

This could have been so much more.

Praising God for protection, healing, and for where we are.

Praising Him for His strength in each new day.

Praising Him that I only need to be better than I was yesterday.



2 Corinthians 12:9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.

Side Dish: Mashed Cauliflower With Cheddar & Chives

A lot of people are talking all kinds of diets, fads, “health drinks” and other such things. It’s no secret that my husband and I have been on a health quest, walking, getting more fit, and the like. We’ve been trying tons of new recipes, some within those “diet” preference kinds. We try some, just because they sound good!

We love lots of vegetables, and trying vegetable recipes.

We were once “accused” of believing that salad was dessert because we eat so much of it.

We do love our salad.

For Easter, I intended to use a Mock Mashed Potato recipe we’ve used for Thanksgiving before, but discovered at the last minute that I lacked many of the ingredients, except the cauliflower. Sometimes we like roasted cauliflower, and one of those favorite recipes was in the running for a last minute change of plans, but I decided to go rogue and create my own recipe instead.

In the interest of keeping it real and not so Pinterest worthy, because real life is messy and I can be a hot mess, I forgot to take a before photo.

You are stuck with our leftovers photos!

I’m not that sorry, honestly.

Sometimes the phone camera just needs to stay put away.

As you can see, it was heartily eaten.

Mashed Cauliflower With Cheddar and Chives~Serves about 12-16

  • 4 heads of cauliflower cut into bite sized chunks and steamed
  • 1 stick of butter
  • 1/2 cup non fat Greek yogurt
  • 1.5 cups of shredded Cheddar
  • 2 tsp garlic powder (I added more than this once I tasted it though.)
  • 2 tsp dried chives
  • 3/4 tsp chicken broth powder, low salt, no msg
  • 1/2 tsp pepper (add more or less to taste but that is where I started)

Steam cauliflower and blend in a food processor with a stick of butter. Add yogurt and seasonings and process until blended. Pour into a baking dish and stir in shredded cheese. Bake at 350° until warmed through, cheese begins to melt, and slightly brown on top. Serve hot.

We served our Mashed Cauliflower with a spiral ham, glazed, from Hickory Farms. We also had the freshest deviled eggs after our own homegrown eggs were laid by our very own chickens a day or two ahead of Easter. My youngest daughter and I did a fun activity making Resurrection Rolls.

My mother in law contributed roasted asparagus, salad, and a potato casserole. She also made an iced lemon cake for dessert.

We had a lovely Easter!

What is your favorite Easter food?



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