MONSTER in the basement

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I just went down to the basement to be the "good girl" and work out. I was totally ready to run...I had my water, my ipod, and I'd even remembered to put on my deodorant. I went through my stretching routine and felt ready to start, but...as I slowely lowered the treadmill, much to my dismay, I glanced over to into the corner next to me and there sat a gigantic BLACK WIDOW spider!!!!! OHHH that gross thing was just sitting there looking all innocent, but I knew better! I guess my sub-conscious thought that if I could scream loud enough It would just fall over dead, becasue that is just what I did . My two boys came barreling down the stairs along with my oldest sons friend to see what was the matter. All I could do was stand there and point and mumble out s-p-i-d-e-r! My boys were, of course, concerned about the beast and so as the Mother I decided that I needed to show some bravery and deal with the monster. So, i sent them for the broom. There I stood with nerves of steel, flashlight ready, the broom poised to deliver the deadly blow. The next seconed found me standing on my good friend and neighbors doorstep, begging for her husband to come over and deliver me from the evil demon that was lurking in the basement. Luckily for me he came and killed the horrible creature but the damage had already been done, cause here I sit typing on my computer, too afraid to go back down to the basement and start my run. Maybe tomorrow I will move the treadmill upstairs.

Yesterday Was Wonderful

Yesterday a friend called and invited me to go to the temple with her. I was really worried about going, I haven't been in a long time. I was so Awesome! I just felt so much peace when I was there. I couldn't concentrate at first, I felt as though I was fighting to keep my thoughts where they should be. I felt as though the advirsary was trying really hard to keep me from staying at the temple. I know I was suppossed to be at the temple. I am working out a way for Terry and I to be able to go at least once a week. If we can find time for soccer and other activities we CAN find room to go to the temple. I will be difficult at times, with finding babysitters, but I know that it will be worth it. Terry and I need the spiritual uplifting that the temple brings. We keep trying to solve our problems, but I know that we are not doing everything that the Lord has asked us to do. Going to the temple, reading our scriptures, saying family prayer, saying personal prayers, and having family scripture study. I am so thankful for a wonderful Father in Heaven who made it possible for us to come back to Him.
I have so much I need to do today. I need to make doctors appts for me to look at the lump on my neck and to get a "girlie" doctor. I hate to go in for those. I need to finish my job application. I also need to run some errands and make my really cool bead watch. So...I should get up and get busy. On a side note, Justin is doing great in soccer. He still needs to work on it, but I think that he really likes it. He was having a lot of fun yesterday at soccer practice. Devin had fun playing on the play equipment at the school. There was another little girl playing on them and he just played with her the whole time. It was really cute.

Procrastination is My Middle Name

I have been asked to teach digital scrapbooking to the ladies in my ward at church. I new about this over a month ago and here I sit at 11:00pm on Thursday night with almost nothing done. I thought I woudl have a ton of time to work on it this week, but with Terry going back to night shift and working a couple of extra days I didn't have the time I thought I did. It does me no good to sit here and lament over not being prepared, other than to lodge this into my memory and remember how utterly overwhelmed I feel right now, so that next time I will hop to it a little faster. But... reguardless I am still very excited about the class and I am hoping that I do a good job and that they have a lot of fun. I hope I can stay relaxed and funny, cause I would really like to be a speaker someday. I would love to help others feel better about themselves. To know that in this world there really is no time for self pity. We all have moments where we tell ourselves that this day or this life is not working out the way we planned it to. But, I have realized that the more I dwell on those kinds of thoughts the worse I feel and when I just pick myself up and quit making excuses and just dive into whatever needs to be done, without a dought I feel better about myself. I find that my outlook changes almost instantly and I am able to let the Spirit into my heart. I then find that the pitted road before me no longer looks, barren and rough, but instead inspires me with hope and courage for the journey which lies ahead and gratefullness for the destination at the end. I know that my Father in Heaven love me and my family. I know that He wants to take care of us and that the only things that hold us back is ourselves. I know that He will guide our family and help us to overcome the challenges that we face. I struggle with so many different things, but I know that the only time I will ever truly fail is if I give up.

A New Start

Once again I find myself embarking on a journey to loose my excess body fat. I have tried and tried to loose the weight, but keep falling short of my goal. But, I vow to never give up because I believe that the only time you really fail at something is when you give up. I know that it is possible to overcome my challenges and I know that I will get there some day. In the words of the great but somewhat immature character-Anthony Denozo- "if you always do what you have always done, then you will always get what you have always got". So, now I am changing my routine, so that I am no longer doing things the same old way. My journey begins each day at about 5:30am where I get up, get dressed (admist the constant thoughts in the back of my head that keep telling me to go back to bed) and then eat breakfast. I either leave the house and go for a walk or I pop in a workout video. I then shower, and get ready for the day, followed by my personal quite devotional time. Well, that is the plan anyway. The first day, it was great! I got home just as the son was coming up over the mountain and I felt great. The second day, Devin, did not want to cooperate and decided to wake up early, so I had to lay in bed till about 6:45 till he went back to sleep. I flew downstairs to try and salvage what was left of my morning but alas it was not to be becasue Devin woke up once again and my attention was turned elsewhere. So...after about 5 pieces of cookie dough, later that afternoon, I decided I could still go for a run (well a walk and run-I started a 5k training program and I am at the beginning still). I did just that. Afterwards, I showered and was ready for the day at about 2:00 that afternoon. Better late than never...right? Well, as luck would have it, this morning Devin woke up at 6:20am right in the middle of my workout! "Wait" I said to myself as I huffed and puffed my way up the stairs to go and grab the crying, grumpy and somewhat asleep, little man who somehow manages to keep me tied around his little finger, "it is not supposed to happen this way. I am supposed to be able to have some alone time until at least 7:30am". I don't know how a child who would normally sleep in till at least 7:30am (if I am asleep too) somehow knows that I am righteously engaged in something and want attention. But, that is what a Mother does and I am happy to give my children as much attention as they need (even if it is not at the greatest time for me). I hope my children know that I love them with all my heart and I pray that the Lord will bless them and protect them from the things in this world. I pray that my children will know that God loves them and that all things are possible thru Him, if your heart is in the right place.