just a little sap

I've been thinking...a lot lately.  I try not to cause it always leads to...more thinking.  I don't really have time to be all philosophical.  It just takes too much of my day.  However, sometimes I just can't help it. 

One of the things I've been thinking a lot about is emotions.  And the array of them I seem to be feeling lately.  We have been talking in church about agency and opposition.  It is imperative to have both in our lives.  If we did not know dark, we could not know light.  If we did not know sadness, we would not know gladness...and so on.  This is the same with the rest of our emotions...I believe.  Early on in my marriage I struggled...a lot.  Those who know me, know this.  It's no secret that marriage is hard.  I feel bad for those who go into it thinking that making vows to one another equal happy ever after.  The truth of the matter is, it totally can be...but not without working your "ask" off for it (as Tyson would say.)  It's not a given, to say the least. 

But my 'cup half full' outlook is this;  I am okay with having my 'off' days, because it makes my 'on' days that much better.  I feel that when you love someone with everything that you are, it is only natural for that same person to drive you in.sane.  I fight more with Steve than I do any other person in my life, because I love Steve more than any other person in my life (and he leaves dishes in my room.)  The same goes for every one of my children.  Easton, for instance, can push my every button, by doing absolutely nothing at all.  (Mainly when we are trying to get ready school, and he is doing...absolutely nothing at all.)  I have learned so much in the past 10 years.  I've learned how to live with someone, how to fight with someone, how to love someone with everything that I am.  I love Steve more today than I did 10 years ago...not that hard.  But I also love Steve today more than I did 5 years ago...now that's saying something. We're not perfect...I wouldn't want to be, we keep it interesting with our imperfections, for sure.  But the magnitude of love I feel for him I don't believe would be possible without the grueling death matches along the way.  Some may disagree, but for me, this is my belief. 

I could go on and on about how 'in love' I am with my husband, but I am sure Amy and Rachael are already holding back the vomit, so for their sake I am trying to keep this to a minimum.  I talked to Rachael on the phone this morning only an hour ago and was complaining about Steve and some  of the things he's been leaving around the house lately, but then as I sat here on my bed and I got to contemplating, I felt blessed.  My marriage is amazing.  I know, gag right?  I don't care.  I feel like I hold back my feelings, because the norm is to talk about how crappy your marriage is.  I can have those conversations too at times, trust me.  But I feel blessed that I can say that overall my marriage is unbelievable.  That I can honestly say there is no one that I'd rather spend my time with.  I feel like I have the whole package.  Because without the bad, you can't have the good.  So I've taken it all.  I am grateful to be married for time and all eternity, because as I've said to Steve before...that's how long it's gonna take to get this right. 

shampoo shortage

There seems to be a shampoo shortage at our house.....always.  It's not a mystery as to why.  All of my kids love bubble baths and when left unattended use any means possible to create one.  You get the picture.  Santa left these guys each a bottle of shampoo in there stockings.....and we've already had to buy more.  And yes, we're out again!  This time I got some pictures.  The culprit caught.  He was not too happy, however, that I was taking pictures, and not helping him with the de-bubbling process.  All I have to say is, "Well.....that's what you get."

(the pictures were taken after the water had been drained)

1:15

At this time, I had just gotten back from good ol' Wal-Mart.  I promised Trenton that if he learned all of his letter sounds, I would let him pick out a surprise.  He learned them all within two days (plus 3 years of preschool).  He saw a commercial for 3D bubbles and decided this was what he wanted to pick out.  

I took the camera outside with us and it was gorgeous out! 

The kids loved blowing bubbles and Trenton's 3D bubbles were actually pretty freakin cool.  They came with glasses that when worn make it look like there are lightning bolts on the bubbles.  I tried it out, and was pretty excited.  I put the glasses on the camera to try to capture the effect...it totally worked!!!

I want to go back and get the girl version...they have butterflies on them!

Trenton looked pretty rad in his 3D glasses.

Tyson could not have been happier.

And here are a couple of my favorite pictures.

The glasses were a little big for Trent so he had to hold them on most of the time.

There you have it...what I was doing at 1:15.  Taking pictures of my kids blowing bubbles

I hate to admit it...

--As much as I adored Tenley...I totally think that Jake made the right choice in choosing Vienna.  There I said it!  

--I used a dirty towel to dry off this morning after my shower.  Yep, after searching the entire house (all 1,380 square feet of it) with no success I went over to the ginormous pile of dirty clothes and grabbed the least buried towel I could find, and used it. 

--I don't remember the last time I actually had my teeth cleaned.  Not to say I haven't had a root canal or two along the way.  Hmmm, wonder if there might just be a correlation.  

--I eat ice cream straight from the carton almost every night... when we have it.  At least I buy the slow churned, it makes me feel a little better when I look down and realize almost half the carton is gone! 

--I have judged a book by it's cover.  Actually I've judged many a book by it's cover. 

 

  

--I loved Tweety for a big portion of my high school days, I would like to say, however, that Tweety nor any other character was ever used as my 16th birthday cake.  Come to think of it, I don't believe I ever had a character birthday cake.  

--When ordering fish and chips on one of our Oregon Coast family vacations, I asked if I could have fries instead. (I would like to add that Rachael didn't want anything from the relish bar...because she didn't like relish.)

--When living with the Reid's, John asked if I would go pick up a Papa Murphey's pizza.  I called him from Safeway and said that I couldn't find that brand anywhere. 

--I used to think our bishops name was Rick.  

--Tyson has had a bottle way longer than he should.

--I did not create my blog header.  My amazing Sister Amy in all her creativeness came up with the perfect header for me.  Thanks Ames!  You're freakin rad!

--This post is over.

I'm sure there are a bunch more...but I can't think of them right now.  Okay people, here is your chance to hop on the bandwagon and join the fun.  Let's here all about the things you hate to admit, because come on...it's only fair.

OOPS...

So I was supposed to give everyone a little heads up on the topic we will be posting about today.  Rachael, and Amy thought it would be great fun to extend the challenge to our readers, (although they may be few) to join us in posting about the topic of the day.  I agree.  So if you read my blog the topic to blog about today is.....

I hate to admit it....

This should be very interesting, and extremely entertaining.  If you decide to join us in the fun, please comment so we can make a trip over to your blog and see what everyone comes up with! 

Good Luck!