I love you BABY!

So the other night I was lucky to be a part of one fasinateing conversation.  It began with, "Do any of you remember"

This awesome person "Sally"  is one of my roomates.  I would in a way call her the "Mother" of our little group.  She is one special person and doesn't know it, but has been an inspiration of kindness and dedication.  She is exceptionally faithful to her religion and I adore her for her great testimony.  She a year or so ago sent me a letter.  Not an email, or a text, but and actual LETTER.  It came in the mail like old special pieces of paper do.  I read this note and it was thanking me for something I was unaware of.  She is just really great like that.

The reply to the question was by another inspirational woman, "Lindsay Jane."  She is still to this day one of my greatest friends.  She has been a teacher to me, an employer and an all around enlightenment.  I have been lucky to have been able to spend so much time with her.  We met at work, taking pictures, and it is a wonder to me that we became such fast friends.  I owe a many thanks to her.  And did I mention she takes an amazing photograph?..

My next friend "Jenny" as I knew her, jumped in to reply with a witty and smart answer.  Thank heavens for facebook, or I may never have heard from her again.  She was always so pretty...  You know one of those girls all girls hoped to look like one day.  Well guess what she is still as lovely looking as ever, and finally happily married...

Next one of the quieter of the group, unless she had something good to say, "Abrial" pops in to say her hellos.  She was always so bright and happy.  There when no one else was.  Now she has the cutest little fella around and expecting her second.

Finally a late comer to this conversation, besides me, is the most amazing "Emily".  I remember her singing all of the time and her wild way of looking at life.  She always had a creative way of looking at things and more than once made me change my perspective.  It was no surprise to me when I saw her photos on facebook that her hair was still awesome and short.  Something I still don't dare do.

Among all of these women I was reminded of a time when I didn't have to run every which direction.  When life was less demanding and I didn't feel like exploding from the constant noise.  That I do love by the way, but sometimes remembering makes the times when you are sick of it all bearable.

I was the first to tick myself off to marriage, and have babies, but relish in the times we had together.  They made every moment fun and silly.  It was easy to be around them.  From the moment we all met we where friends and I am glad to say I am still in touch with all of them.  (Finally)

So ladies here's to crazier, free times.  "I love you babies!!!"

I give up!

Have you ever had one of those days? 

This evening has been one of them.  It was normal and crazy around here, as usual, but for a few moments it got away from me.  Dinner was nearly done and I was pulling the chicken off of the grill.  In the mean time I entered my house to find my dog.  Now we haven't quite hit the love stage of this animal yet and today may have made it harder to get there.  She had found a very wet diaper and drug it down my hall and under the kitchen table.  Well during the drag time that stuff... You know the nasty mushy silicony stuff that you can't wipe up, sweep up, vacuum up, or really in any way shape or form clean up.  It had formed a trail that started at end of my hall and landed under my table.  I do my best to clean it up until my sweet neighbor knocks on my door.  Thank Heaven she is the non judge mental type that has seen my home at its very worst state.  She visits for a moment and I manage to clean it up and turn to find the paper towels unrolled completely and my two year old singing doda's through the tube.  

At this point I give up!  Thinking I have been beat.  But of course what is a victory without a little gloating.  As I pick up the unrolled towels, I hear the sweetest giggle ever.  I look to see my two year old throwing rice and chicken at my baby who is in a full belly roll at this point.  

So here you go I am now waiting for the rice to dry a little before a major sweep up.  

I guess my point is this.  How many of us are stuck on keeping it all together.  We look at others posted life's on line and start comparing ourselves to what we think they do.  And how perfect we think their lives really are.  We put ourselves down and start to feel crummy about who we are and what we do.  That we just don't measure up.  STOP IT RIGHT NOW!  

The bad guys that are working against us are loving to tear you down.  To make you think that your best isn't good enough.  I attended a stake relief society conference a couple months ago and this was the very thing that was talked about.  God wants us to do our best everyday.  He will fill in the rest.  He is what makes our best great.  When we feel we can do no more and have done all we can we must rely on him to help us through.  All we need to do is ask.  Prayers are the only things will get us through these days we want to just give up.  

Today may have been crazy and overwhelming, but I got to hear the best sound in the world, a babies giggle.  I was able to feed my children a good solid meal, and clean up a floor in home that may not be clean all of the time, But it is full of children that are happy.  They are what make me smile and realize that I can choose to look at the part that makes me crazy,  or be grateful for the things I have been blessed with.  

Choose to be happy or choose to be frustrated.. I take the first choice....