30 September 2009
29 September 2009
22 September 2009
Both of my tasks are equally HORRENDOUS...
However, at this time I would like to say a great big "THANK YOU" to all the women in my life whose lists are much longer and more horrific than the mere annoyances on my own. You are such marvelous examples to me. In fact, your examples have influenced my life so tremendously that I will now stop my complaining and...drumroll please...get started on my math.
21 September 2009
There are so many wonderful things that I could say about you, but I think the blog would burst if I tried to post it all.
Suffice it to say that I am ever grateful for your love and friendship that never falters. I love everything about you. Everything. You are one of my "Top 10 Favorite Nouns" (persons, places, things, and ideas).
I'm so sorry that I defiled the Book of Ether in your scriptures when we were in high school...but I still love what I wrote. I am so glad that it is still true.
18 September 2009
I have missed my family, friends, and even the smell of the laundry detergent that my mom used to wash my clothes with.
This morning I opened the blinds in our tiny Anderson apartment, and the sunlight burst through to greet me. It reminded me of many mornings in my parents' home when the sun shone through the windows with the same vibrant golden color. I stood there briefly feeling somewhat nostalgic, and more homesick than ever. Immediately, the light warmed my soul, and whispered to my heart,
"This place can be home too."
I looked around the little apartment stuffed full of our things, and for the first time since Jesse and I moved in, my heart is here at Anderson, and we all know that
"Home is where the heart is."
10 September 2009
We were infatuated with our elephant tent.
08 September 2009
“What do you children want to be when you grow up?”
I knew this answer! I had been asked this particular question many times throughout my young life and had come to the perfect conclusion. I was going to be a princess! It was my call in life. I knew this was the perfect job for me because of my overwhelming desire to sing, wear beautiful dresses, and be very pretty. That’s what princesses do in the great kingdom of Disney isn’t it?
Very quickly, my dreams of castles and gowns were flattened as my brother explained,
“You can’t be a princess. You have to marry a prince in order to be a princess, and we don’t have princes here in America. We have presidents.”
As soon as my grandmother agreed with him, the deal was sealed. I would not be a princess. I was OK with that, and moved on to make other equally unrealistic goals...such as attending Hogwarts.
However, sometimes I think that maybe I did grow up to be a princess. Some days I feel like Cinderella, cleaning and working my life away. Some days I feel like Rapunzel, kept by wicked witch, "Snow College" from the family and friends that I love and miss. My favorite days are those when I feel like Sleeping Beauty, waking up to a beautiful life...
...Today I was a little of each, but a princess none-the-less!