It's really coming down quickly out there. It's been an interesting winter for snowfall here. Mostly because in the three years I've lived here, we've had the most consistent snowfall I've experienced. The consistency of the snow is a quick change though. And today... is light and fluffy with a side of powdered sugar.
So I'm looking forward to going skiing sometime soon. We'll see if it actually happens this year. Just the little hills for me though. I'm definitely not experienced enough to try anything else. You know, I find it so interesting that weather crops up so often in conversation... but realistically we do that, because it's the only thing that really affects all of us. At least when we're not having transcontinental conversations. So for all of you where it's not snowing powdered sugar... Sorry bout that.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Staying Solvent
So this year my goal is to stay solvent. And aware. Not spend too much. But some. And guess what folks!! We're off to a great start! And to celebrate we're planning a night in with Em. :) YAY! It's been SO long since we got to hang out. And also my sister... K is going to be moving in with me and P. We'll see how that goes. Living with family after so long is always... interesting to adjust to. So everyone bear with me okay?
I have to say I'm really loving getting things checked off my lists. Next up? Calling my health insurance... :(
I have to say I'm really loving getting things checked off my lists. Next up? Calling my health insurance... :(
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Finished
I love the time between being done with one project and beginning another. It's a perfect moment of peace. And completeness. Which is usually interrupted by a blunt jolt of reality. At home, it's when I finish tidying a room and have yet to step into the next dirty room. At work it's when I finish a task and file it away. I like knowing that at least for a moment whatever it is, is in it's best, most complete form. And I made it that way!
I think what makes it so great is the feeling of accomplishment that helps me begin work on the next huge problem. It's checking things off a list that help me realize there is an end to the list. (Even if there's another list to follow.) At least I'm moving forward and making progress. I need to be better and finding helpful rewards for myself. Positive reinforcement... right?
I think what makes it so great is the feeling of accomplishment that helps me begin work on the next huge problem. It's checking things off a list that help me realize there is an end to the list. (Even if there's another list to follow.) At least I'm moving forward and making progress. I need to be better and finding helpful rewards for myself. Positive reinforcement... right?
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
fMh
*Note: this is my response to a comment on a blog...
emd- {But how do you combat (or ignore or accept) a church culture that tells your boys they can’t cry or wear dresses and they must always be the provider and they should be with women who are dumber than they are and that leadership = men?}
To this I say, your answer is in your question. It’s the culture stereotypes that teach that. Not the church.
I learned in church that my father cries abundantly over things that are important to him.
I learned in school that boys don’t wear dresses. I always envied that.
I learned from my mom that providing doesn’t have a lot to do with your paycheck. Which is why I don’t mind bringing home a larger paycheck than my husband. He doesn’t mind either. The bills are paid either way.
I am just as smart and capable as my husband. I was taught as a child to search for someone as smart as I was. To find someone who enjoys my intelligence. I did.
The leadership that I’ve looked up to were my Young Women’s teachers and the other women around me in Relief Society. All strong women fit to lead, asked to lead and relied on heavily for guidance.
The church is made up of people, and therefore imperfect. church=structure people=content and culture
My brother was delighted with his doll that he (mistakenly) got when he was 7. The following Christmas my other brothers requested and got dolls for themselves too. He was heartbroken when the other boys made fun of Sarah (his doll). My mom explained that not all little boys want to be fathers when they’re little. It’s something they grow into.
Most women would disagree with giving my brother a doll. My mom saw it as an opportunity to teach compassion and responsibility for a family.
Being unconventional can be a good thing. A very good thing.
emd- {But how do you combat (or ignore or accept) a church culture that tells your boys they can’t cry or wear dresses and they must always be the provider and they should be with women who are dumber than they are and that leadership = men?}
To this I say, your answer is in your question. It’s the culture stereotypes that teach that. Not the church.
I learned in church that my father cries abundantly over things that are important to him.
I learned in school that boys don’t wear dresses. I always envied that.
I learned from my mom that providing doesn’t have a lot to do with your paycheck. Which is why I don’t mind bringing home a larger paycheck than my husband. He doesn’t mind either. The bills are paid either way.
I am just as smart and capable as my husband. I was taught as a child to search for someone as smart as I was. To find someone who enjoys my intelligence. I did.
The leadership that I’ve looked up to were my Young Women’s teachers and the other women around me in Relief Society. All strong women fit to lead, asked to lead and relied on heavily for guidance.
The church is made up of people, and therefore imperfect. church=structure people=content and culture
My brother was delighted with his doll that he (mistakenly) got when he was 7. The following Christmas my other brothers requested and got dolls for themselves too. He was heartbroken when the other boys made fun of Sarah (his doll). My mom explained that not all little boys want to be fathers when they’re little. It’s something they grow into.
Most women would disagree with giving my brother a doll. My mom saw it as an opportunity to teach compassion and responsibility for a family.
Being unconventional can be a good thing. A very good thing.
January
The most interesting thing over the past year has been how close January has always seemed. Whether in the middle of June and it seems like January was just here... or November, and it's just around the corner. For some reason January is always lurking for me. This year I've decided though that I like that about January. Not New Years eve or New Year's Day... I like the quiet steadiness. Everyone is getting ready for spring, even though that's probably still a few months away for us here in Utah. I like that I don't have loads of things asking for my attention. I LOVE that it's getting brighter, earlier and darker, later every day. I like how much hope there is in January. I like the casual get togethers. I like the fact that I can get back to my (almost) regular Thursdays with P and Em soon. There are so many reasons, and mostly I really like the quiet, because my house is cleaner than it has been in a while and the last couple evenings were spent lounging around in the quiet, clean-ish house while P worked on school things. Sort of.
Can the rest of January be spent this way? Please?
Can the rest of January be spent this way? Please?
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
The soft side
One of the many wonderful gifts I received for Christmas in 2010 was a beautifully soft pinkish maroon cashmere... and here's where I run into the problem. It's not a sweater. It's not a vest. It doesn't have sleeves and it ties instead of buttons.
I love it, but I'm not sure what to call it.
Also, I'm not 100% on what color it really is. Definitely in the pink family though.
Beyond the issue of receiving presents in VA that we had to ship to UT, because they definitely weren't airplane friendly...the gifts we received were generally dilemma-less. Except for this. But that's okay. I'll revel in the softness and let someone else figure out what it is!
I love it, but I'm not sure what to call it.
Also, I'm not 100% on what color it really is. Definitely in the pink family though.
Beyond the issue of receiving presents in VA that we had to ship to UT, because they definitely weren't airplane friendly...the gifts we received were generally dilemma-less. Except for this. But that's okay. I'll revel in the softness and let someone else figure out what it is!
Monday, January 3, 2011
It's Good to be Home
And on the upside I used less vacation days than I planned on using, and spent an extra day away! I'm not really sure how that happened, but I'm really glad I'll have a few extra days to use this next year!
Because of the holiday madness, I've resolved not to travel and do three crazy holiday celebrations more than every three or four years. It's too expensive and hectic. It was a lot of fun though. It just makes me tired... and a little grumpy. I'm ready for just quiet normal life to happen again.
Ready GO!
Because of the holiday madness, I've resolved not to travel and do three crazy holiday celebrations more than every three or four years. It's too expensive and hectic. It was a lot of fun though. It just makes me tired... and a little grumpy. I'm ready for just quiet normal life to happen again.
Ready GO!
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