why MEEEE????

I've always been an old soul, I think.

I used to scour the library for books on ancient Egypt, Greece, colonial times; you name it, I read it.

I wanted so badly to live in a more romantic time.

And that's how I still look at it. Time's may not have been simpler, but they seem more whimsical.

No constant text messaging, just sweet taps of pebbles on your window...or up your parapet.

Or beautiful dresses that left more to be desired, not tiny shorts that squeeze my muffin top.

I want a time of poetry and chivalry; a time to lay in the woods and hear the birds chirp.

At the very least I just want to have lived in a time where I could say

"Back in the old country..."

I love that phrase, I'm going to start using it anyway even if it makes no sense.

I bet you can't wait.

Trouble

 Me looking fiendish in my bachelorette days.

Brandon went to play church basketball last night at 9 PM.

That leads me to trouble...I turn  on the TV.

Last night I watched the Bachelorette. Oh man, I'm kinda hooked!

But mostly because it makes me wish that I was single again so I could be the Bachelorette!!!!!

Is that rude to say?

My top 5 reasons:

1) Uhhh, having guys faun all over you and turning all of their guts inside out and making everything a bloody dramatic mess. OHHHHHHH I miss that!

2) TRAVELING THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!

3) Kissing. Because if you're married you know that husband and wife's don't do that.

4) Looking pretty all the time. Who doesn't want to find their true love with a studio makeup team and quality back lighting.

5) Winning. This gets kind of complicated here, because it's really the guys who look like their competing; but, in my head it's really a competition for me, and I loooooooove winning. Actually I love beating people.


I love to be the best.

Hahaha...

Greaaaaaat Iady!

"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.

I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someones garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.

I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."


-Marjorie Pay Hinckley


This lovely quote is from a very great women. She showed the world that you can be steadfast and immovable and abounding in love for those around you. That quite actions, and loyalty can make a difference in the world. She was a beautiful mother to five, a dedicated homemaker, and avid learner, and the wife of our dear prophet Gordon B. Hinckley.

                   

She was feisty, strong willed, and could hit a deadpan joke with the best of 'em. She was, and is, an example to all of us striving to be real women. 

The Prophet Gordon B Hinckley in response to the question of what he wanted for his wife, given a few years before they both passed away:

"That we might live together for as long as the Lord wills and that when the time comes for us to move on, that we might go together or very close together, without one lingering a long time after the other. We've lived together for a long time. I hope we'll continue to move on together."

For a very well written article on the Hinckley's go here.

Pictures from the Deseret News.

Florence and the Machine "DOG DAYS ARE OVER" Music Video from LEGS MEDIA on Vimeo.


Basically, if I had a theme song to my life right now, it would be this. Loves, loves, loves. What would yours be?

Why?

Why won't it stop raining here?

I don't get it.

Need sunshine to function.

Sad, sad, sad face.

I was going to run a 10K this sat, for the alberta underwear affair, but then 2 wks ago I realized it was at the same time we were supposed to be in Utah for the U2 concert. Then, last week, Bono had to have emergency back surgery, and our concert was postponed for a year! So now technically I could run; but, you have to have $300 buckaroos to run, which I didn't raise because I didn't think I'd be there, and its supposed to rain. More than anything I hate running in the cold, it hurts me ears. Real Bad. What to do?

Any suggestions....or $300....?

Healthy. Happy. Beautiful.

This post title is my new mantra. I am trying to get very serious about the things that make me feel good. Like running, and training for a 10K. Or practicing yoga for my own bodily benefits, but also to enhance my teaching. (It's strange that I never talk about teaching yoga on the blog, because that's all I really do, but that's probably why I don't) Writing poetry, getting the hubby to help me clean the kitchen, going to the park! Now that we finally are getting nicer weather. It's crazy, in California, June meant summer to us, and it was like 85 deg already. Here in Eskimo land it was 58 deg yesterday and we were sweating. Literally, it is soooo balmy to us. Gotta love it. Put V in the swing at the park for the first time yesterday, cuteness to the max that little one. She would kind of lean back everytime at the top and freak herself out.

Edit: This post was written forever ago, but I never posted it...so here...it still applies...and I think I'm coming back to bloggerville.

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