Why the Threads?

PRE ORDERING GET UP 10 HATS

Hats are now available for PRE-SALE before they hit our website!! Please message us directly with your color choice (Black, Beige, Maroon) and delivery plan. Cork patch hats are $25 + shipping...If local, we deliver!

Other merchandise and hat designs/styles coming soon! Stay tuned.

So, you ask, why the THREADS?

I have always wanted to inspire or motivate others in a positive way. But most importantly, I want to be a woman who teaches by being. 

I believe there is an indefinite amount of power within women, as well as within anyone who has faced something that’s knocked them down. And for me, ROCK BOTTOM became the solid foundation on which I could rebuild my life upon and I wanted to GET UP 10.

It doesn’t just have to be for an unknown invisible illness… but rather as a reminder that WE ARE STRONGER than whatever is trying to hurt us.

 It could be Cancer, Leukemia, Parkinson’s, death, domestic violence, addiction, bullying, unemployment, or even just for a random rainy day… ANYTHING! But stand up and face these challenges head on.

Sometimes you have to get knocked down lower than you have ever been, in order to stand back up to be taller than you ever were.  So, as we go through our daily challenges and trials of life, we want others to stand with us with a "GET UP 10" ATTITUDE.

Stand strong. NOTHING can tear you down, you WILL beat this, you CAN succeed and even when you've been knocked down 9 times, ALWAYS GET UP 10.

I am so blessed with your overwhelming love and support and hope you can wear your "Get Up 10" with pride; to not only represent and support me, as I keep fighting my own personal war, but also for a daily reminder for everyone to stand a little taller and to always GET UP and keep reaching for that Glitter Lining...

#GetUp10 #ShineOn #LetYourLightSHINE #GLITTERLinings #NoOneCanDullMyInnerSparkle #Strength #Empower #SheThoughtSheCouldSoSheDid #Unbreakable #KnockMeDown #IllGetBackUp #SoldierOn #StandUp #InvisibleIllnesses #PoTs #Lupus #Diabetes #DomesticViolence #Cancer #Leukemia

Boot Tracks in the Mud

We don’t leave footprints in the sand. We leave boot tracks in the mud.....And the cow crap.... Blessed to be HOME GROWN. Great day of branding!! Done for another year. 

#GetUp10Reppin’ #GodsCountry#LastBestPlace#MontanaGirl#Montana#CountryGirl#Branding#CallMeDrKizzy#WeGoHard#GotaLittleMudonOurBoots

One Organ Down

Whelp! WHAM BAM, Thank Ya Ma’am... I’m getting a small organ removed!! Bye bye, Gallbladder. See ya never again. ✨ But we're still smiling over here! I even had time to fill up my "roots" bottle before surgery.

After my Sparkly Scopes and HIDA Scan this week (yes, I was temporarily 🎶🎵 RADIOACTIVE, RADIOACTIVE.... 🎶🎵) results are in and I’m saying goodbye to Gus Gus, the Gallbladder.  They see bile backing up into my stomach and some Gastro-something or other Reflux thing is going on.... just kidding, it’s called: Biliary Reflux.

This is commonly confused with “Acid Reflux,” which is when the stomach acid refluxes up into the esophagus. Wrong fluid people... 😷

Bilary Reflux is when the bile from my gallbladder begins backing up or “refluxes“ BACK into my stomach and up the esophagus. Therefore, long story short, my gallbladder is on recall and I’m giving it back on Tuesday!! ✨

Although I’ve absolutely LOVED all of my PB&Js and dry cereal dinners over the past 3 months, we are hopeful that this will let me get back to my typical eating patterns and maybe a nice juicy steak is in my date night future 😍(Ehhhem... @Rathenricedorff)

For now, I am so grateful for ONE answer on my list. I can definitely see my RAINBOW through the rain on this one guys!!🌈 Im Wayyyy Up... I FEEL BLESSED.✨😝

#GetUp10 #Shining #GlitterLining✨#SeeingRainbowsthroughtheRain ☀️🌈 #GusGustheGallbladder #GallbladderonRecall #SurgeryTime #ShowMeTheKnife🔪

Dancing in the Sky

I don’t see my future.


I don’t see a light at the end.


I’ve lost my fight tonight.


For the first time ever, I wondered if my family’s life would be better off without me.


Without my broken body.


Without my broken soul.


I don’t feel like I bring light to others world anymore.


Only darkness.


My spark is gone.


I don’t feel like fighting anymore.


I’m so tired of the pain.


I’m tired of smiling and lying.


I’m tired of being a test rat.


I’m tired of fighting an unknown enemy.


I’m tired of the same sorry looks from people.


I want to just give up.


To let myself go.


I used to look into the future and see brighter times ahead.


Tonight, I see continued pain.


I see me fading into the background day by day


My pain isn’t a shock anymore.


My trials are forgotten.


I feel like everything around me is moving and I’m still standing still.


Everyone’s lives are moving forward,


Leaving me in the dust.


I used to think I was holding people back.


But now they’ve just continued on without me.


So alone and still standing still.


The world around me moves on, but I can’t go with


them.


The pain in my body is less than the pain in my chest.


My heart hurts so much lately.


So frequently.


The inner demons are winning.


And I’m done fighting them back.


I’m curling in a ball on my bathroom floor.... letting the tears stain my face and shirt.


I locked the door to be alone because even if my husband or mom were aware of my pain, I’d still be just the same; alone.


My back is starting to hurt from laying on the hard ground but I can’t get myself together enough to care.


I pulled my small handheld mirror out of my drawer and stare at myself....


the girl looking back isn’t me.


My eyes are vacant and cold.


My tear streaks scar my once flawless face.


My soul is cracking apart and I can see it all in this handheld mirror.


The woman staring back from the glass isn’t me.


I don’t know how to find myself in that glass anymore.


I don’t know if I rebel and close in...


Get tattoos, maybe even drink to try to numb the pain I’m so sick of feeling.


I don’t know if I need more God. Or if he sees me as just as broken as I see myself, staring back through the glass.


I don’t feel worthy anymore.


Surely not worthy of my husband’s affection, because I haven’t felt that in weeks.


Is it me?? Have I turned ugly?


Or is it him, finally giving up on me after 2 horrible years.


He says he ignores the negatives and the bad....


but that’s all I am lately.


So yes, he’s done quite well in ignoring the negative.


In ignoring his wife.


unknowingly crushing me from the inside out...


starting with ripping my heart right out of my chest.










Written: October 30, 2017

Smilin' Shinin' and Fightin'

 

Still just Smiling, Shining and Fighting....
 

Procedure went great and just as I’d predicted; they told me I really DO have GLITTER LININGS  Even my insides are sparkly...Go figure!! 

 

By next Monday, we will get the results from the biopsy samples they took (probably looked like small geode crystals from the shine on them) to determine if I have any food allergies, viruses, infection, or if they find markers for things such as Crohn’s Disease or Celiac.

 

I’m taking each and every day as it comes and have seen so many incredible blessings in our life lately!!! I’ve definitely been knocked down several times the past few weeks but, as you can see, I‘ve just gotten up 10.

 

 

#GetUp10#GlitterLining#CheckOutmyThreadsTho#GetUp10Hats#OneFootinFrontoftheOther
#SparklingInsides#RoadtoRecovery#love#StillSmilin#StillShinin ✨ #StillFightin

Father Knows Best

Born to a virgin, they said it couldn’t be so,

For the Son of God, to be lying there so low.

Not much of a childhood, He grew to know the plan.

He needed to be faithful for the salvation of every man.

He's more than just a guy, a face in the crowd.

The haters will spit, but the believers will bow.

He knew it wouldn’t be peaceful, but He was meant to die.

It might be hard, but for His Father, He'd try.

He was meant to ride with clouds beneath my knees,

And He'll suffer for our sins, where no one else will see.

He’ll be alone for a while, so someday we’ll be together.

He begs for release, but Father said it’s for the better.

They’ll take Him then and upon His head some thorns.

But they’ll be the scared and frightened ones when the sky is filled with horns.

He fades in the pain, hanging high above,

"Take away my mother, and make sure she knows my love."

They’re pleased with the murder, gone is the Son,

"Forgive them my Father; they know not what they’ve done."

One day the children will be home, sitting at His knee,

Once blind and unbelieving, but then they’ll finally see.

The plan we fought for worked, we did it; you and me,

We’ll forever be in His glory, and live eternally.

- Kizzy Ricedorff, 2015