life with the langes

Hi friends! Do you still love me? Sorry it’s been so long. A lot has been going on the past two months {yes, it’s been that long. I’m embarrassed!} so let’s get you filled in!

First of all, have you seen my new website?! It’s amazing. Like for real. Go check it out here. I’ll wait for you to come back. Isn’t it so good?! Red Pup Media is awesome and I’m so, so grateful. Check them out if you need any web design…that little red dog is good! ;) I will be keeping this blog for updates pertaining to friends/family and whatever personal stuff I feel like sharing. All of my makeup related posts will now be on the new website. I’ll still be posting links to new posts on Facebook and Instagram for those that follow me.

Aside from staying busy with being a momma to a too smart two-year-old, wife to a RAILROAD ENGINEER {!!!} and makeup artist to my lovely clients, I’ve taken on a part time job at Sephora inside jcp! It’s been quite a journey working with our lovely team during brand training, merchandising the store, and grand opening! I’ve had so much fun furthering my product knowledge and artistry skills all while “working” ..seriously, what a fun environment to work {and shop} in! I won’t say it’s been easy transitioning into working more–it definitely hasn’t! With Jarrett’s crazy railroad schedule {or lack there-of} and the fact that Remington only goes to Mother’s Day Out two days a week, it’s been interesting. We’ve had to rely on both sets of parents quite a bit. I’m so incredibly thankful for mine and Jarrett’s parents. They spoil us!

We’ve had lots of blessings lately–time spent with family, a new car, and new friends. AND after six months of training, Jarrett was promoted from railroad conductor to engineer! So proud of him and all of his hard work! We’ve also had a few bumps in the road–learning to deal with taking on a part time job, losing a beloved pet/hunting buddy to cancer, strep throat for Remi, and emergency surgery for my dad’s dog while my dad was out of town.

Through it all I’m just feeling so completely blessed and thankful for everything in our lives. I’m trying to see the beauty in every moment {especially when dealing with two-year-old tantrums} and remember that it’s ok to be a little bit silly. I think it’s something we can all work on. :)

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Life ain’t always beautiful, but it’s a beautiful ride.

xoxo, Kelsey


that’s the good stuff

I started writing this post about a week ago. I struggled with deciding if I should even post it. I didn’t want to let anyone know that I’d been going through anything. It’s so much easier to pretend things are great. But that’s the problem with our social media obsession–we think things are just fine with everyone. We feel abnormal if our life isn’t perfect. I want this blog to uplift people. This is where I tell my story–where I share the things I’ve experienced. That is what this heart needs. To share, to vent, to learn. That’s what this is all about.

Soooo if the creative arts don’t spark your interest or you’re not too keen on reading about the discovery one’s self, this post is probably not for you. Jarrett, you’re totally excused from reading this one! ;)


1. relating to or involving the imagination or original ideas, esp. in the production of an artistic work.
  • (of a person) having good imagination or original ideas.synonyms: inventive, imaginative, innovative, experimental, original, artistic, expressive, inspired, visionary, enterprising, resourceful
noun informal
noun: creative
1. a person who is creative, typically in a professional context.

I’ve struggled with myself for a long time—with thinking I’m not good enough–wondering what is enough? The enemy has played upon my insecurities for far too long and I’m starting to figure it out. This post is about that discovery and then some. If you’ve ever dealt with that same struggle, I hope you’ll keep reading.

I’ve loved the arts for as long as I can remember. I’ve always looked for ways to exercise my God-given abilities in some creative outlet: I danced. I sang. I played piano. I played the trumpet. I made jewelry. I wrote. I drew. I painted. I took pictures. I did makeup. I stitched. I crafted. I love all of these things. They each make up a tiny piece of me that can never be taken away. But I never considered myself good. I never thought I was creative enough or interesting enough or inspired enough to create something that someone else could enjoy. I did these things for me, of course; but I wanted to create something that someone outside of myself would love. I never once thought that maybe I wasn’t seeking the right audience—I just thought I wasn’t creating the right things. So I stopped. I stopped creating. I stopped thinking about creating and I lost a little part of my happiness. Now, I can see the bigger picture.–bigger than East Texas. It excites me to know that my work can travel farther than I ever could. Knowing that someone in another country is viewing my blog, for example, is so awesome to me. However, it’s not about my recognition–it’s about making HIS name known. My blog has a platform {however small it may be} to tell someone about Christ and I pray that He is always at the center of each one of my endeavors. With that being said, here are a few things I’ve learned along this journey:

  • When you stop worrying about how things are “supposed” to be, you can start creating something that’s worthwhile.

  • Stop apologizing for the things that you love.

  • Learn to let yourself be vulnerable.

Anyone that has any kind of talent and puts it out there for the world to see is putting themselves in an extremely vulnerable position. If you fail, at least it means you tried. If someone else doesn’t like what you do–WHO CARES? You should be creating things that YOU love. That’s the good stuff…the stuff that matters. Do things that make your heart happy! Creativity aside, I feel like these little bits of “wisdom” {for lack of a better word..I’m so not calling myself wise!} can be applied to so many aspects of life:

Family: every single family is different. Just because you’re not a Pinterest-ing, stay-at-home, home-schooling, fashion-blogging, every-single-meal-cooking mom does not mean you’re not a great mom. Just because you don’t send your child to a private school or make scrapbooks to document each month of your child’s life or make all of your child’s clothes does not mean you don’t love your kiddos! You have to find what works for you and your family. There is no right or wrong. Stop comparing yourself to other people. Remember that everything is not what it seems–people choose what they put on the internet. The rest can be pretty messy. Trust me.

Fashion: this goes back to the creative thing. Style is something so personal and expressive that no two people should have the exact same look. It’s one thing to be inspired by someone’s style but it’s another thing to completely copy it. Be yourself. Don’t buy things just because they’re trendy or popular. Buy things that you love–things that you know you’ll wear for years to come. Guess what…I still wear clothes from high school! I have some really great pieces that have held up well over the years and the best part is I still love them. When you buy into the trends you’re wasting your money. Do you really want to sink your hard earned money into a new wardrobe every season because it’s trendy? I know I don’t! Stick with what you love. Don’t let your own personal style be defined by someone else or by what’s on the runway. If you must have that tribal print top {or other fashionable item} search at places like TJ Maxx and Target. Don’t sink your money into something you know you won’t wear that often anyway. Look for bargains and shop clearance racks. Shop your closet, shop your mom/friend/grandma’s closet. You would not believe the things I’ve found in my Nanny’s closet. Just a little Macklemore style. Ha! It’s way more fun to find a bargain on something and then save that cash treat yourself to a latte. Am I right?

Faith: I will never, ever, ever apologize for what I believe. I will never apologize for loving Jesus. I will not be quiet about a gracious, loving God that has redeemed me. I am REDEEMED! I can’t keep something like that in. I pray that I can fully understand the power of that statement. I’m feeling quite vulnerable as I write about this, but I’m also feeling confident. Confident that someone needs to read this. I don’t want to be shy about my faith. I want to share it. I want to obsess over my relationship with Jesus before I even think about my first cup of coffee in the morning. I want to encourage others just as I have been encouraged. It’s easier said than done, but I know that’s what God wants for me and for you. I also know that when you pray for the will of God it will happen every. single. time. That’s encouraging!

Goodness gracious! If you stayed til the end, props to you. I always start out with an idea about where my post is going and before I know it, all of the million other thoughts in my head spill out onto the keyboard. Just imagine what’s going on inside this red head of mine 24/7! Yikes! And I’m pretty sure I just came up with a new tagline: Family, Fashion, Faith. Except I’m not fashionable. At all. Awkward. Maybe it’s a good tagline for someone else!

And because a post is not complete without a Remi picture….remi laugh remi sleep

As Remington would say, “See ya lata, addigatuh!”

time well wasted

I hope everyone is having a great summer! I know we are! Since I can’t be trusted to update this little ‘ol blog on a regular basis I’m just going to dump a whole bunch of random pictures from my iPhone onto this post to catch everyone up. If you’re not following me on Instagram, go ahead and fix that. I usually post pictures daily and it’s a great way to keep up with the latest Remi antics and little snippets of our every day life. Since we got back from the beach our summer has been pretty relaxed. We’ve been spending lots of time with family and Jarrett has been working NONSTOP! Swimming, playing with the water hose, making homemade ice cream, riding the tricycle, celebrating birthdays, baby showers, and Remi getting a big boy room have been the most exciting things around here lately. Hold us back—we’re getting wild! HA! ;) It’s all time well wasted in the words of Brad Paisley!


GQ baby lounging after a swim


This pretty girl right here turned sixteen last month. SIXTEEN. SIX. TEEN. 16?! Where has the time gone? I’M supposed to be 16, not my baby sister! She’s beautiful and vivacious and sparkly and I can’t believe she’s going to be a junior in high school! I still vividly remember the day she was born. I had swimming lessons that day and came straight to the hospital to hold my baby sister for the first time! I remember being such a proud big sister! We were all so excited for Alexa McCall to come into the world that we totally forgot all about my second week of swim lessons! Whoops! Baby sisters are totally worth it though! :)


July 17, 1997

Currently loving this song {Beautiful Things by Gungor} and the totally amazing Rhonna Designs photo editing app. You must check them both out if you’ve never heard of them! Life changing I tell ya!




Here’s a tiny little sneak of Remi’s big boy room. I still have tons to do in there so I’ll have to post about it later but I am SOO impressed with how well he did with the transition from crib to bed. I literally keep waiting for the other shoe to drop because he has been SO good with it! He goes to sleep at night and stays in bed. That alone is enough to make my heart leap because I just knew my busy little boy would be roaming the house and playing blocks in the middle of the night! He really does love sleep like his Momma! The funniest part about the whole thing is that he doesn’t get out of bed by himself in the mornings!! He wakes up slowly and talks for a little bit and just lays in his bed until we come get him! He often tells us “GO!” when we open the door in the morning. {Ok, he’s really like his Momma!} I’m only a tiny bit sad that he isn’t in his crib any more but I’m so proud of the big boy he is becoming! He amazes us every day. It’s also been a lot of fun to redecorate his room. So far, the only things purchased for his room are the rug and the bedding {Pottery Barn Madras Plaid}. I’ve shopped mine, my dad’s, my mom’s, Jarrett’s parent’s, and my Nanny’s house for things to fill his room. Nearly everything in it is vintage or well-loved. The twin bed is a Jenny Lind that my mom, myself, and my sister all slept in. I opted to clean it up and leave it just like it is rather than painting or refinishing it and I’m so happy I did! Lots of sweet dreams have been dreamt in that bed! Dreamt? Is that a word? The entertainment center was built for my mom by a relative when she first moved out on her own so that baby has a lot of miles on it! And that eyesore of a TV? Totally necessary for watching old school VHS tapes. LOVE! It definitely came in handy while Remi was sick last week. That tiny TV also has a ton of memories to go along with it–we used to bungee strap it into my parent’s Suburban when we went on vacations! Redneck ingenuity at it’s finest!! I think Jarrett {the true redneck} was mortified when I told him about that! It still cracks me up!


Seeing his room for the first time. I guess he was blowing his train whistle out of excitement?


Remi and I love trips to Target!

I’ve been out of my MAC foundation since June and just haven’t felt like repurchasing. One, I’m cheap…and two, I figured I could find something else that I loved for a fraction of the price. It’s so easy for me to get stuck in a makeup rut and I’ve been wearing MAC for years. I tried a Revlon BB Cream and really didn’t care for it. So I finally picked up the Revlon Colorstay for combination/oily skin and HELLO?! Why haven’t I tried this stuff sooner? Flawless coverage, breathable, great price, and comes in a range of colors. I love how smoothly it applies with my knock-off beauty blender sponge {mine is a Cynthia Rowley from TJ Maxx..I paid $6}. I’m hooked! The Sonia Kashuk product is a liquid cheek tint that is really pretty and I bought it on clearance. It gives a pretty flush and isn’t too overpowering. I’m also loving these Ardell Natural lashes #110. I usually go for the Demi Wispies, but these are lovely and less dramatic. {When I say that it makes me think of “it’s dramatic but less ghetto.” Can’t believe I just went there on this blog post!}


I had an interview this week. Totally unexpected and I’m unsure of what the future holds. I’m just putting it in HIS hands. I was not looking for a job but I think God has been trying to get my attention on this and I’m just going with it! Can’t wait to update y’all when I know more.


I’m surprised my foot is not blurry..I think I wiggled it the whole time in the waiting room! Thanks to the baby sister for letting me borrow the purse! Fierce! :)

My birthday was the 7th. Jarrett and Remi made me cinnamon rolls, bacon, & coffee for breakfast! YUM! We ran a few errands then had dinner with my cousin and his wife at T. Blanco’s! The best Mexican food around. Thanks for celebrating with us!!


Jarrett, Me, Tori, Blake

My mom kept Remi on my birthday night and sent me this picture of him wearing her glasses. Ralphie I mean Remi likes to put the glasses on and say “Hi! I’m SuSu!” which is what he calls my mom. Little stinker is too smart!


I could just eat him up!

This morning I bribed Remi out of the house in his pj’s with the promise of donut holes and chocolate milk. We went to a few garage sales and visited with my Nanny. Always fun to see them together! I feel so blessed that Remington still has so many grandparents to love on him!


No trip to Nanny’s is complete without checking out all of mine and my cousin’s old toys, puzzles and books. Of course this leads to looking at old pictures…check out this one of my mom. So cute!!


Well, congratulations if you made it through this post without falling asleep! I always say I’m going to do better about posting more often but don’t hold your breath!! :) Enjoy the rest of your summer!

Until next time,



Has it really only been a week since I posted? It seems like ages. I think this has been one of the most trying weeks I’ve had in a long time. It all started with Remington running a fever then the tell-tale eye boogers. Ugh, please don’t let it be pink eye. It was. The pediatrician went ahead and wrote us a script for an antibiotic in case Remi didn’t get well over the weekend. He didn’t. By the time I got the antibiotics on Saturday afternoon I couldn’t get Remi’s fever under control and I knew we would probably need to take him to the ER to get him checked out. 105.2 is a pretty high temperature, folks. I was so calm. Strangely calm. God definitely had his hand on me. Mom, Jarrett, Sisters, Dad…everyone was out of town. My step dad met me at the ER and we waited. Turns out that Remington had an ear infection and what looked like strep (although the test came back negative) along with his pink eye. Poor kiddo. Thankfully, the folks in the ER were great and we were able to come home by bedtime. I thought the worst was behind me. All I had left to do was administer meds, love on my baby, and enjoy a little down time. WRONG. Each time I gave Remington his medicine it was a battle. I totally agree with what the X-ray tech at the ER said: “He may be small, but this kid is stout!! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a baby this strong.” He IS strong. He had to prove his strength each time I tried to change his diaper. Any mommy knows antibiotics + not eating = tummy troubles.  Tummy troubles leads to lots of diaper changes and diaper rash. And a fight. EVERY time. I was physically so exhausted that my arms, shoulders, and back hurt by the time I would get in bed every night. Praise the Lord that Remi is feeling better now. Aside from a runny nose which I can totally deal with, he seems to not be in pain anymore. However, his behavior is off the charts. Crazy-acting, fit-throwing, biting-holes-in-pacifiers, momma-kicking tantrums. Where would I be without my husband? In the corner rocking back and forth, no doubt. It’s been bad, y’all. So in all of my poor-pitiful-me mess, I carried myself to Bible study today. It came time for prayer requests {SO thankful for sweet friends who pray me through the hard times} and I recounted my week to them. Then, the quietest lady in the group told us of what she has been going through with her foster and adopted children. I was humbled. Next, my sweet friend praised Jesus for the fact that her father-in-law will be able to receive chemo close to home. I was humbled. Once again, I had gotten so caught up in ME that I was blinded to how completely blessed I am. My God never forsakes me, even in my darkest hour. He loves me. That makes everything else seem trivial. If having a screaming kid is the worst thing I have to deal with this week–I can handle it. That’s all for now folks. I just wanted to get that out there. It’s my way of taking a deep breath and starting new. Speaking of newness, I just started a She Reads Truth reading plan on my YouVersion Bible app. I’m so excited to see what God reveals to me. Sometimes we all just need a fresh start.

Be blessed friends,


burden or blessing?

This post isn’t anything exciting—it’s just something I needed to write for me.

As I type this, I’m waiting for my Advil to kick in, then I’m going to bed. I always say the Devil works harder on Thursdays. I have a great time at Bible study and fellowshipping with my ladies, but the start and end of the day is usually hectic—even more so when Mr. Remi decides he doesn’t need a nap. That kid is something else. I don’t know what to do with him. The past two days he has been a straight running NUT! I’m exhausted just keeping up with him. For starters he has been talking…a lot. That in itself has me all emotional. He’s not just saying the usual bites, milk, daddy, mickey, ball, etc…he’s actually carrying on conversations. With himself mostly. Yesterday, he spilled water on the couch and said “Uh-oh, made a mess!” Um, What? Or later when his recording of Mickey Mouse stopped playing he said  “Fix it” and started trying to press buttons. Then, instead of cuddling on the couch with me like normal, he flopped on the ground, yanked the blanket off of me and said “Let go!” No, not my baby! He’s 19 months old. He is supposed to still cuddle and let me love on him. Or better yet, how about how he was being sweet {so I thought} and rubbing my arm then plucked an arm hair and said “Eww, gross!” Where has the time gone? I talk a big game about soaking it all in and writing down all of the sweet/funny things that he does, but am I really in the moment?

When J is out of town, Remi and I get a lot of alone time. It’s me doing all of the diaper changing, bathing, cooking, and sacrificing hot showers for myself. As a mother, I sometimes wish I had help. As a wife, I sometimes wish Jarrett could spend more time at home. But you know what? I am so blessed. God has given my husband an innate desire to provide for his family. He does that to the fullest extent and then some. So what it all boils down to is this: will I view these things as a burden or a blessing? Will I whine and complain about how wild Remington is or will I thank God for his creative mind? Will I grumble about not having a 50/50 workload as a parent or will I make the most out of the time together with my child? I know one day it won’t be just the two of us. Will I be fully submerged in this moment, today? The one where he decides he’s sat on the potty long enough…I hurry to his room to get a diaper only to come back to a tiny little turd and puddle of pee on the bathroom rug. Lovely. Guess what? I didn’t get mad. I laughed. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was just cute because Remington was so concerned. He says “uh-oh” about everything and that was definitely one of those moments.

oven mitt

Yes, I really caught him putting on an oven mitt when he heard the oven timer go off. I have no doubt that he would have attempted to open the oven. I can’t let this child leave my sight!

Motherhood is not glamorous. It’s real, it’s messy, and it’s one of the greatest gifts I’ve ever received. I’m having a hard time explaining my thoughts, so I’ll leave you with these wise words from a dear friend:

You will never have this day with your children again. Tomorrow they will be a little older than they were today. This day is a gift. Breathe and notice. Smell and touch them. Study their faces and expressions. Pay attention. Relish the charms of the present. Enjoy today.

–Paige Mayes