Monday, October 26, 2009
Yes, I chopped my hair off. I'm am having major regrets at the moment. However, I've been told it will grow back. The majority of my married life has been with short hair (Mark likes it shorter) so I'm used to short hair but something about getting it cut this time was kind of sad. It needed to be done though. Change is good. I will admit that it's nice to not feel overwhelmed with hair and I really like the color so I guess it's fine. I just need to get used to it.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
A few weeks ago I went up to my mom's for a girl's night. I wish I had taken a picture of all of us but, of course, I forgot. Next time. We made adorable fall stars. They were super easy and you can make them for just about any occasion. I'm actually thinking about making one with girl themed paper for my girl's room. Get a metal star from any craft store, scrapbook paper and mod podge...so easy!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
old picture. diggin the flash.
I've been thinking a lot lately about what makes me happy, grateful, hopeful. What makes ME me.
I laugh when Isabelle dances.
I am grateful that I was raised to see more good than bad.
I am blessed to have had 3 pregnancies, 3 births and 3 healthy kids.
I am fulfilled when I get to the end of the day and I've done my best - no matter the task, especially when it involves teaching my kids.
I am strengthened by my testimony that started with knowing Joseph Smith was a prophet.
I am proud that I started a book club - going on four months now.
I am comfortably ME in my pajamas late at night watching a movie and eating a bowl of cereal.
I love Mark who lets me be me and loves me the same.
I wish I could move like Beyonce.
I am glad it didn't take me too long to realize that a face covered in freckles and curvy hips are good things.
And, I am happy because of all of these things.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Sunday, October 04, 2009
Thursday, October 01, 2009
Stress has become my middle name. Actually, maybe it's my first name. I really try to get past it, some days are better than others. My plate is full. Like Thanksgiving size full. Maybe I should count my many blessings, name them one by one. Or maybe I'll just be stressed.
Mark found a quote the other day that I've been repeating to myself.
"Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end."
Hopefully all of these things I stress about or that we are sacrificing for will be okay in the end.