Saturday, April 16, 2011

A Remedy of Sorts

The other day I went to Costco and I spotted a treat that I thought would be healthy and delicious.
Healthy . . . . it is. Delicious . . . it isn't.

I guess you can say that it tastes about as good as being kicked in the crotch with a steel toed boot would feel.

Me, being the frugal girl that I now am (Hawaii will do that to you) decided to come up with a way to not waste my nine dollars.

FYI . . . I'm a big fan of dark chocolate.

And now we have little balls of unhealthy deliciousness.
I. Am. Genius.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011


Now that I have an abundance of time, my brain has many more opportunities to think.
I feel it would be appropriate to record a few of my more profound thoughts for my posterity.

*I am way better at jump rope than my husband. Even if it does make me wet myself.
*My husband is way better at being nice to people than I am.
*What is it about Will Ferrell that I find so attractive?
*Is there really a need for mosquitoes? And what purpose do they serve anyway, besides ruining my life?
*Should I keep dying my hair dark, or go back to mouse brown/gray? This $10 dye in a bottle I have been using since I left my beloved Dorri isn't working out for me.
*Will I ever be able to graduate from the training bra that my 12 year old niece gave me when it didn't fit her anymore?
*Will I be able to make it home at the end of August? Bret Michaels will be at the fair. If I can get close enough, I could throw said training bra on stage. Will this cause him to fall in love with me? If so . . . How would I explain it to Damon?
*I can't believe its getting to be election time again.
*How could the lady that lived in our condo before us be such a dirt bag? Oh . . wait. She's a politician. Totally makes sense now.
*How did my third child get to be so crazy? It couldn't be because of me.
*Tina is the one who introduced me to Lemon Blueberry Trifle. She really should be rewarded. I think I will send her my third child via USPS. I will poke holes in the box for the little loca's breathing comfort.
*Should I have another kid? Probably not. This big loca is pretty much maxed out. However, if I do, my lady lumps would get significantly bigger for a time. I might pull all my hair out due to craziness, so that would solve the whole hair color issue. Also, I will have to deliver at a hospital with a geriatrics maternity ward, and that could be hard to find. This a tough one. I'm gonna go with NO. . . . for now. Probably forever.

As you can see, I need something to do. . . . . other than lay out. . . . . as it might be frying my brain cells. I have got to find a hobby. I can only check the newsfeed on Facebook so many times in one day, and I can only push The Toots so far in her stroller before she begs me to go home and watch Dora. So I guess my only option for now is to start blogging again. Beware.

Monday, April 11, 2011

So Far, So Good

Its been a little over two months since our big move. Things are going great. My kids love their school, we love our ward, we love where we live, we have some great friends, and Damon is doing great at his job. I know it doesn't make sense to some people or even us at times, but I'm just really glad that we took a huge risk. I know we are where we are supposed to be for now. I don't know exactly why, but I have a few guesses . . . . .

* I am learning to relax. Its common knowledge that I am SUPER high strung. Hawaii does not allow that. Since I am not working, I have tons of free time. I've never had much of that at all. Sometimes I will find myself becoming impatient, or in a huge hurry, and I quickly remind myself to "simmer down now," and that I have ABSOLUTELY nothing else to do. I think moving here will seriously add years to my life . . . . if I can just keep this whole relaxing bit up, that is.

* It has been reaffirmed to me so many times in just a few short months, that I could care less about having a big huge fancy house, driving the nicest car, or wearing designer clothes (Walmart is about as trendy as I get these days). It just doesn't matter. What I want most, is to be the best mom and wife that I can be. A big part of this, is creating lasting memories with my little family. We have done so many fun things TOGETHER in the last few months that we will remember forever. I'm not saying you have to move far away to do this, but for us . . . . we were just way too busy and consumed with other things at home.

* Having so much free time, has really allowed me to do some soul searching. I want to be a good person. A really good person. I have a lot (and when I say a lot I mean A LOT) of things that I need to work on to get there. I know I have been guilty of it in the past, and I might be guilty of it in the future (I'm going to try my hardest not to), but I no longer want, nor do I need to sit around and worry about what I think everyone else is doing wrong. "Who am I to judge another, when I walk imperfectly?" I've got to focus on the things that I need to change about myself so that I can be the best me.

I'm not sure exactly how long we will be here. We are figuring it all out. It could be a year, it could be four. But for now . . . I am going to enjoy every minute of living in one of the most beautiful places on earth.

PS . . . Come visit.