It is kinda funny, but the last time I blogged was after a Time Out for Women. They are so inspiring to me.
I went to one this past weekend with some friends and had a great time. It filled me up and made me glad to be an LDS woman. We have so much given to us as to why we are here and how important our roles are in this life.
But sad to say, after all the upliftment...is that a word? Oh well, it is now, I still came home and noticed something new about myself to be unhappy about...I have barnacles. Yes, barnacles. You may wonder what I am talking about, but there maybe a few out there who have reached the age to know just what I am referring to. Skin tags is another name from them. I got them from my mother I am sure. I do not always appreciate the things she shares with me... I have tiny skin tags on my neck and collar bone areas and a few other places. I hate them. I want them gone. But there is no way to have them all removed, I am just not willing, so I guess I don't actually hate them enough.
There's another thing I don't understand. Why must our moles grow hairs out of them after we reach a certain age. I have had the same moles for years. I thought they were kinda cool before, my own little distinguishing beauty marks. But why are they now sprouting hair of their own. I am hoping to not find out it means something terrible, so for now I continue to pluck, shave and pray them away...
So, now even after a weekend of celebrating the joy of being a woman and all the good I can do, I am stuck with these new things to add to my list of things I would like to change about myself. I truly am getting to that point where I see that I do have some good qualities,but I still lack the ability to not pick out every physical flaw and dwell on it. Why do we do this to ourselves. I would love some insight!
Well, least I finish on a negative note, let me add some thoughts about things that make me happy.
The music of Michael McLean. I bawled through his entire performance. He is a wonderful guy.
The friends I have who's houses are as messy as mine. I love those people! You know who you are!
I love cool fall days and all fall colors. They make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, which are not qualities I normally have.
I love people who make me laugh,( which by the way are also the same people who's houses are messy as mine....I see some kind of pattern there. I will have to think about that).
I love when my baby girl throws her arms around my neck and tells me how much she missed me even when I just went next door to take a dish back.
I love seeing my kids discover something new and cool, like this morning when we found a stick bug hanging on our front door, yes we ended up late for school, but it was so awesome to see the wonder in their faces.
I love when I ask my husband to do something and he says he would do anything for me. I wonder why I get so annoyed when he asks me to do something for him that I don't have scheduled. One of these days, I hope to be as good of a wife as he is a husband. I got lucky with this guy!
Ok, I think that is enough for now. Thanks for joining me in my quest to find out how to be the person I was meant to be. I have faith that I will figure it out, or die laughing at myself while I try!