"The Joy Of Enjoying"

When I am on the computer doing homework for school, I seem to find myself coming over to blogger to break up the monotony of learning about human cells and why our bodies do the things they do. On my blog I can write without grammatical judgement (please don't judge me) and lack of any cerebral depth ( I only have cerebal depth at school.. at home any fart joke makes me laugh). When I am finished I move back to the place where commas and rational thoughts matter.

A friend stopped me the other day and gave me an earnest and concerned look and asked, "Why have you not written in awhile?"......"Is everything okay?".......

I felt the urgency to come up with some grand reason as to why I have a lack of words...why I have been silent for a month......

but......the real reason...

LAZINESS!

For me to write would require some concentration beyond what it requires for me to come up with a creative word in Words With Friends or busting down a particularly hard structure in Angry Birds. I have to put a logical thought in a continuous manner when I write.....and I am to lazy to do that right now.

I am not laying around  in my t-shirt and underwear all day watching Real Housewives  ( I only do that when the kids go to bed ).  I have been organizing the house, exercising, playing with my kids,

......looking for work that will work around my school schedule......

The next two years are going to be crazy....school, work, family.....LIFE....

I am just enjoying the silence before the storm.....and enjoying time with my kiddos this summer....

....I am enjoying sleeping in...

....I am enjoying Kenzie climbing in bed with me in the morning and watching some T.V....

....I am enjoying my morning runs....

....I am enjoying the kids friends and all their giggles as they come and go all day....

....I am enjoying my evening walks with my girls and all stories they share with me....

....I am enjoying  our afternoon movie watching just because we can....

....I am enjoying trips to the libraries and the nightly reading of these books....


So my dear friend don't be concerned....life is okay...it is just a quiet summer spent at home.....


just enjoying ......

Class of 2014

This last year I have been finishing up my required courses so I could put in my application for nursing school. I think I have explained my predicament that came with this in a previous post.....I want to emphasize the fact that this program comes around once every two years and they only accept 20 students statewide. This program is also perfect for me because I can do all the classroom work from my home...which as a mom...you can not ask for anything more perfect than that.

I sent in my application at the end of February knowing I would have an answer back sometime in early April. On my last post I was starting to feel the panic because I knew an answer was coming soon.......and now the waiting was killing me!!!!

I was not the only one going through this waiting game...my friend Leeann was also going through the same stresses...she was waiting for an answer also. We have gone through this together...we have stood over a dead woman's body together in anatomy pinning and labeling her reproductive system...lets face it we are bonded for life over that alone!!!! We have endured a week of ridiculously boring CNA classes together ! We have had to drive through snowstorms, changed adult diapers, and worked with fellow students that had penises drawn on their body with sharpies for clinicals...yup we need each other to get through nursing school...I need someone that can laugh with me, and challenge me to do my best so I can get through this program..... there is not a better person than Leeann to do this!

Tuesday night I was sitting in my pathology course and I hear two fellow students talking about their acceptance into the nursing program......WHAAAAATTTT!......they got their acceptance letter..I DIDN'T GET MINE!!!!!!!....this was person number three at this point that I knew had gotten an acceptance letter......they went on and on about their acceptance.... I was seconds away from crawling under my table, curling into a fetal position, and start sobbing softly.....I was also visualizing in my head.... jumping over my table, knocking both of them out, and tearing up their acceptance letter....

Instead.... I excused myself to the bathroom and cried softly in a bathroom stall......while texting Leeann and Adrian about my possible nervous breakdown that was occurring at USU's bathroom. Leeann had not received her acceptance letter either...so basically I also passed my nervous breakdown over to her ...What are friends for if you can't share your neurosis???

I left class...drove home crying.....and had thoroughly convinced myself I was not going to be 1 of the now 17 nursing students.........

.....next morning...I decided to hit the post office early so I could get my rejection letter .... I  convinced myself I was getting one....so I could burn it.....binge on junk food......then crawl in bed with indigestion and come out sometime next month............

but....instead of rejection I received....acceptance....

There it is ....my next two years in a letter......

I DID IT!!!!

I GOT IN!!!!

I am excited and scared all intermingled together....

Getting to this point has taken a lot of work over the past two years and now it is here.....

So on to the next chapter.....

Here I come Weber State University!!!!

are you ready for me...or should I say...... Am I ready for you?

BFF's!

First of all let me take a breath and exhale. It has been one of those weeks that seems as though it has been a tornado of multiple activities. I want to share my Thursday night activity and it will lead into my theme for February. Thursday night I headed down to the Salt Lake public library. Which was my first visit to this beautiful library, it is amazing inside. I went to go get a book signed by my favorite blogger "Pioneer Woman". If you have not visited her site, stop reading my boring old blog and head over to pioneer woman and you will get lost in her stories, recipes, and photography. Reading her blog is part of my morning ritual and because she shares her personal life I feel like I know her personally and we have been friends forever, which of course she has no idea who I am but I make believe otherwise. She has written a book about her falling in love with her husband. Most of the story is posted on her blog, it is a sweet simple love story that makes you endure yourself to her even more. Her husband, kids, and family are everything to her and she has amazing recipes that include lots of butter and for that reason she always has my attention.


The person pictured to the right in the above photo is Rachelle. I met Rachelle in junior high. We had both recently moved and were fairly new in school. We shared a math class, my math professor always called my name wrong on the role, he called me Michael Beak, and would mark me absent on the role because I gave up trying to correct him so I would not answer him. Rachelle sat on the other side of the classroom with a painfully awkward haircut that we still laugh about to this day and I am not sure if we had a weird telepathic awkward bond with one another but we shared a kindred gawkiness that somehow made us automatic friends. We were inseparable. Our parents came to expect us together at all times and asked where the other was at when we were not together. If our families went out to dinner, shopping, or even vacation we were both there.


I could do pages and pages of the stuff we used to do considering our history with one another goes back 20 plus years. Our husbands grew up together and were childhood friends, of course we did that on purpose so that we didn't have that awkward dynamic of my husband not liking my best friends husband, they already knew each other so that made things much easier (please know that I am joking, we did not set out to marry a set of friends it just happened that way).

Anyways...what I love about Rachelle. I could not imagine her not in my life. I lived out east for several years and even though we had a 1000 plus miles between us I always referred to her as my best friend and always tried to give her a call when I got a chance. We are both married and moms and have full schedules and we don't always get a chance to talk to each other very often but when we get a chance to be together we pick up right where we left of and we turn back in to giggly junior high teens again. I know I could call her at anytime and she would drop whatever she is doing and be there for me. She listens when I need someone to unload my neurotic woes on and she will share some of her neurotic woes with me.


Everyone needs that one friend in their life that you know will be there till one of us parts this earth. We know each others past and we care about what the future has to bring to each other. Rachelle is an amazingly beautiful person inside and out and I am so blessed she is part of my life. This quote is for you Rachelle,


"Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think"~ Christopher Robin to Pooh