Sometimes I get so caught up in myself and the things that I don't have. Then something will happen that just reminds me of how blessed I really am. Yesterday that something was spending Thanksgiving with Aunt Lilly and Uncle Rick's family. Having family in Utah makes all the difference. Even though they aren't cousins that I grew up with, I love them just like I've always known them. Being with people that love me, reminded me that it doesn't matter what boy I'm not dating or what things I don't have because I have so, so much. Family is never perfect, but I'm convinced it's the closest thing to Heaven we'll ever know on Earth. I've been so blessed to have aunts and uncles to learn from, cousins to laugh with, brothers to play with, sisters who are my my best friends, and parents who listen, encourage, and love unconditionally.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Happy Thanksgiving
I fully realize what a lucky girl I am. I lead a pretty charmed existence. I live in Provo, UT which in spite of sometimes not wanting to be here, I realize is an absolutely wonderful place to live with lots of cute friends and cute boys. I have an amazing family who loves me and supports me tons. I have friends who love me and care so much about the little things in my life. They have been my family away from home for years, and I can't thank them enough.
Sometimes I get so caught up in myself and the things that I don't have. Then something will happen that just reminds me of how blessed I really am. Yesterday that something was spending Thanksgiving with Aunt Lilly and Uncle Rick's family. Having family in Utah makes all the difference. Even though they aren't cousins that I grew up with, I love them just like I've always known them. Being with people that love me, reminded me that it doesn't matter what boy I'm not dating or what things I don't have because I have so, so much. Family is never perfect, but I'm convinced it's the closest thing to Heaven we'll ever know on Earth. I've been so blessed to have aunts and uncles to learn from, cousins to laugh with, brothers to play with, sisters who are my my best friends, and parents who listen, encourage, and love unconditionally.
Sometimes I get so caught up in myself and the things that I don't have. Then something will happen that just reminds me of how blessed I really am. Yesterday that something was spending Thanksgiving with Aunt Lilly and Uncle Rick's family. Having family in Utah makes all the difference. Even though they aren't cousins that I grew up with, I love them just like I've always known them. Being with people that love me, reminded me that it doesn't matter what boy I'm not dating or what things I don't have because I have so, so much. Family is never perfect, but I'm convinced it's the closest thing to Heaven we'll ever know on Earth. I've been so blessed to have aunts and uncles to learn from, cousins to laugh with, brothers to play with, sisters who are my my best friends, and parents who listen, encourage, and love unconditionally.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Overview of Summer II
It's the second day of Fall, and I'm already missing Summer. I love Summer. I like other seasons too, but it's just not the same. Summer means freedom. In the Summer I get to be as irresponsible as I desire. Doing anything makes me feel accomplished. Here was Summer 2012:
1. Got to know this kid a lot better. I'm so glad he's related to me. Having those kids in Cedar City is great. I shared lot of laughs and giggles with the girls, fell in love with Eli, and simply admired this kid.
2. Chelsie got married! Now it's just Ana and me waving the flag of "singleness".
3. Won the stake triathlon. What was that? Yes, we won.
4. Went to Strawberry Days Rodeo with these really good-looking people.
Ate strawberries and cream with this really great-looking guy.
5. Rode the Nebo Century. That is not a flattering angle for a picture- a boy took it. A girl would have kindly stood up or retaken it. That guy's name is Lance Anderson. He's pretty similar to Lance Armstrong except no doping.
6. Spent a lot of time with this lady. (We have no clue who that kid is. He didn't belong with us.)
7. Threw a really great 3rd of July party.
8. Watched fireworks with these lovely ladies, danced in the street, and had a bbq with some of my favorite people (Hulmes and Ottesons) earlier in the day.
9. Got stung in the face by a bee in Provo Canyon on my bike. Gross.
10. Drove to California.
11. Spent lots of time with this fool (love you)...
in this beautiful place...
doing lots of this...
and this...
12. Spent lots of time on the beach. (Thanks for the free hotel Josh and Melo!)
(Yes, I am wearing the same dress to the beach as I wore to a wedding earlier in the Summer. That's how I roll. That, and I think it shrunk.)
13. Dated a boy. Kinda fell in love. Got my heart broken...and that's that. :)
Overall, it was an amazing Summer! It was exactly what a summer should be. I'm sad to say good-bye, but I do like the Fall. I do. And I'm still after 8 years of Utah winters, trying to like them. Here's to next summer!
Updates
First off, I've been attempting to teach myself to play the ukulele. Attempting is the word you should focus on in that sentence. It's not really going very well. My roommates are so very patient though, and it has been kinda fun.
Second of all, I have spent the last 8 years of my life trying to figure out what I want. To be honest, I have no clue. I've come to a few conclusions about what I want to be a part of my life, but I have no real ideas. So I'm riding bikes again...because that's what I do when I don't know what to do. (If you happen to have any suggestions, I'm more than willing to listen to them.) And speaking of biking....
Update #3: I've been mountain biking a few times in the last week and a half. I still haven't reached a conclusion if I like it or not, but I want to like it. I REALLY want to like it. I like the people. Biking people are some of the best I'm convinced. I went Tuesday, and everyone I met on the trail was friendly, helpful, and complimentary even when I didn't deserve a compliment. The great part about mountain biking is that I get to see things like this:
The not so great part of mountain biking is that I have ugly bruises all over my legs which I'm not posting because they are unflattering pictures.
#4: I went biking with Tom's roommate the other day. He beat me. I'm blaming it on my legs previously being sore. However, he did say that I was the best rider he's ever ridden with. I will never get sick of hearing that. He also said I was the best company that he's been with on a ride too (so maybe he was just flirting. I hope not.) This is a picture that he took. How can riding through this not make you think the world is a very wonderful place?
Last of all, in case you don't know, life has been full of ups and downs lately (more so than the average emotional roller coaster that I live on). That being said, I've been reminded again that life isn't easy. It's actually really, really hard. I'm starting to understand why though. I'm understanding the quote about no trial ever being wasted. I've definitely learned to lean on the Lord again. It's been good for me. Really good for me. I don't like that it took all of this to get me to do that. I wish I would have just chosen to do it on my own, but nonetheless, I'm living life with focus and a purpose again. I'm still getting lost occasionally, and the trail gets bumpy, and I feel bruised fairly often (biking analogy), but I'm making it. It definitely hasn't been without help though. I have some amazing friends and family. There are some talks that have helped me like nothing else which I will share with you because I love you.
I know there are a lot, but I've needed A LOT of help lately. :)
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Classroom Tour 2012
My classroom is a little different this year. A lot of it is pretty similar, but I thought you might want to see it again anyway. I changed the word wall a little bit, and I like it way better this year. Christian chose the colors of paper I was using. He did a pretty good job, I think. He helped a ton! He organized my books. He put bulletin boards up. He cleaned. He even let me know when things were crooked and helped to take them down if they were. He has soooo much patience.


Back to school night was rough for me. Paula brought me flowers just to let me know she loved me and was thinking about me. She popped in a little through the night to see how I was doing. I am extremely lucky to have such good friends and to be able to work with her again.
The year is going well so far! I have 3rd and 4th graders dropping by my room 8 billion times a day to give me hugs or see if I need help. Yesterday a mom of one of my students last year told me that her daughter had planned on being in my class for every recess. So glad my recess is different from 3rd grade's! I have almost 150 former students. That is crazy!
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Forever Young
The end of a school year is always a little bittersweet. It's sweet because you can know you worked really hard. The kids have made so much progress and have grown so much. AND because you have two and a half months to play. The hard part is that you love those kids and even though you may still see most of them in the hallway or at school, it just won't ever be the same. They may still give you hugs and tell you how much they miss you, but they'll never be "your kids" again.
I've watched many of my past students move on from year to year. Every summer they grow a few inches and gain a few pounds. However, no matter how much time passes, when I see them, it will never cease to amaze me how much they've grown and changed. Although growing up is inevitable--we, as teachers, especially early childhood teachers, have the unique privilege of seeing children as they were in our care--forever young. No matter how tall they get, or grown up they look, we will always remember them as that sweet little seven or eight year old.
I
am not a huge fan of Glee (for MANY reasons) but I saw this clip the other night. The Glee Club teacher sang his Seniors a song to say good-bye--and how can you not love this? I had to share the song with y'all. It is my little good-bye to my little munchkins this year too. They will always be
forever young in my eyes.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Happy Sunday!
"Brothers and sisters, regroup, if that's what is needed. Do not wait. Rather fill your life with service, education, personality development, love for all, and other such meaningful traits. Live with purpose each day. I recommend you come to know your Father in Heaven. Come to love Him. Always remember that He loves you and will give you the guidance and support if you will but give Him the chance. Include Him in your decision making. Include him in your heartaches and heartbreaks. Include Him when you take inventory of your personal worth. As you strive to become a quality person, commune daily with your Heavenly Father who knows you best of all. He knows your talents, your strengths and your weaknesses. You are here on earth at this time to develop and refine these characteristics. I promise you He will help you."
MARVIN J. ASHTON
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Lessons From Mom
1. Don't be afraid to work hard. Mom was superwoman. She cooked and cleaned and went to school and worked full time and held a calling in Church. I've never regretted the times that I've worked too hard or been too busy. I've only ever regretted the times that I didn't work hard enough.
2. You choose who you become. Mom has taught me that no matter what life hands you, you have the choice to decide who you will be. She lives a righteous life and works hard so she can be a good mother, a good wife, and fulfill her callings. My Mother did not have a convenient life, but she proved that in spite of life's hardships and trials it is possible to obey God- to raise good children and righteously provide for their needs both temporally and spiritually. My mom's wise and good choices brought forth blessings that will perpetuate generation upon generation and in the eternities. 

3. Your most treasured legacy will be motherhood. More than anything in the world, I want to be a wife and mother. When the time for that comes, I can't wait for the fun, challenges, and excitement it will bring to my life. Being a mother is a heavy responsibility, but I can look forward to it because I had a good example.
4. The value of education. If someone asked me who taught me to read, I wouldn't say my teacher. I would say my mom. She really worked with us to get us to the point we needed to be. There was never a shortage of books in our house. She was a mom that showed up to parent-teacher conferences and participated in PTA. I didn't know how much that meant until I've become a teacher and have seen how many moms really don't do that. She led by example too and sacrificed to get herself through school.
5. So often when Mom liked a song, she would start singing along with it even if it was only the first time she's heard it. So figuratively she taught me that it's okay to sing along even if you don't know the words. Life is in many ways a guessing game. You try your best and fake it until you learn. You'll learn the words. And then a new song will come on....
6. Being friends with the most popular people isn't what makes you special. It's what you do for others and the people that have no acclaim that makes you special. I used to hate that mom wasn't friends with my friends' moms. I wanted us to fit into the "cool group." Mom was friends with the people that had no friends and maybe even no family. She loved the people that were hard to love. Why I couldn't see how significant that was when I was 16, I don't know. I see it now though and wish I could be a lot more like her.
7. You grow up to be your mother. I'll probably look just like her when I grow up. She looks just like her mom. I'm happy with that. She's beautiful.
8. Your mind is okay until you have kids. You remember where you put things. You don't forget important dates. Then kids come along (in my case 30 of someone else's kids) and all that goes out the door. You forget your friend's names, your family's birthdays, your address, your keys that you had in your hands 2 seconds before, the pen behind your ear, and a million other things. And that's okay because being a mom is worth your sanity.
9. You won't be able to do anything perfectly, but do it anyway. Mom gets things done. She doesn't wait for the perfect moment or when she is an expert as it. She doesn't sit for 3 hours to research something and never get to it. She just does it, and it works out, and it's done.
10. Your mom loves you most of all. I can't count how many times I've just wanted my mom. Even when we weren't close, when I was homesick, I just wanted her to hug me. When I'm really having a heartsick (like really), I need to talk to her. Nothing can take the place of a mom (even the most amazing dad).
Mom, I know you didn't always think I was always paying attention, which is true, but sometimes I was. I wanted to say thank you for the mom you've been and still being. Love you!
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