Do you have a funny #EvenThough story? I have several but here’s one that was fairly recent. I have the silliest dumb moments happen to me. I think maybe it’s because I’m so busy that I always have a hundred things on my mind and never thinking clearly. The other morning after dropping my son off to school I stopped at the local truck stop to grab me a cappuccino. I normally don’t drink them but my head was terribly stopped up and I thought the warm drink would help clear my head. I get back in my car and it won’t start. I immediately called my husband who had already drove off to work for the day. Of course, he has to complain about how it’s a BMW and that there’s always something weird you have to do for something to work or not work. Anyways, I listed to him for a few minutes while he was trying to help. After I get off the phone I immediately start browsing Google and BMW forums to figure it out. One person posted in the forum and asked it they had their car in park. Oh. My. Goodness! I am a complete fruit loop for sure! Sure enough, I had forgotten to put my car in park! HAHAHA! So, I put my car in park, it started right up and off I went. I seriously thought to myself… this is something I will never tell anyone. My husband called and was like you surely have it in park, right? Ugh, yeah sweetie… it’s already started and I’m not sure what happened. HAHA!

So, maybe you’re wondering why I’ve told you my #EvenThough…#ImEnough story. There are so many plates spinning during the holidays that it’s easy to get caught up in the idea that you’re never enough. Mistakes happen, blood pressures rise, things get spilled, balls get dropped…basically, that moment you had planned to go one way turns out the exact opposite.

In those moments, instead of crying, take a picture and share it with The Mrs. band on Facebook, on Twitter and/or Instagram. We can all lift you up! We can laugh about these things that make us imperfect and remind ourselves that we are enough anyway. Use #EvenThough…#ImEnough.

#EvenThough…#ImEnough is all about us. It’s no surprise that we get overwhelmed during the holidays. We know that Thanksgiving and Christmas is all about family and loved ones and celebrating with them, but we often get caught up in believing we have to find the perfect present and create the perfect holiday surroundings. We’ve seen so many perfect holiday decorations and meals on Pinterest and in magazines, and we think we should be able to replicate that in our home. What should be a peaceful, loving time of gratitude and celebration becomes crazed, hectic, and stressful. Together with The Mrs., we’re aiming to change that!

Here are some more #EvenThough…#ImEnough story examples, from members of The Mrs. band.

I was walking around my kids’ school carnival and sat down to talk with a group of moms when I noticed something was coming out of the bottom of my jeans. When I looked down, I noticed it was a weird bulge on my calf that went down my leg. “What in the world can that be?” I asked myself, and as I went to pull it out, I had this horrible realization: “That’s my underwear!” They must have hitched a ride with my jeans when I pulled them out of the dryer.

I was sitting with a group of moms, so I couldn’t just casually yank these out and act like it was perfectly natural, like I was a clown casually holding conversation while pulling a never-ending stream of scarves from out of my sleeve except it would be underwear and my pant leg. Even worse, I realized that I had just been talking with my daughters’ school principal and walking all over the school grounds. Did people see the weird bulge? I had on skinny jeans!

Luckily, my youngest daughter came over right then and asked me to come play with her on one of the rides. I went over with her, ducked down, and, thinking I was safely hidden, put my purse in front of my leg and pulled the underwear out. Just then another mom came over and asked if I needed bug spray because I was getting bit by bugs. “Oh, no, that’s okay” I quickly said, shoving the pair in my purse, not knowing if she saw me. All I know is that my calf was now panty free. (more…)