plain honest. about my day.

birthday at brick oven.

today i woke up feeling very refreshed but i still pulled my hair into a bun. today i wore my skirt unzipped with a long shirt-not because of the large piece of cake that i ate after dinner-simply cause it wont zip anymore. today we drove with nothing playing, but listened to frank sinatra all evening. today i had a doctors appointment get cancelled, got home early, yet still only made scrambled eggs for dinner. today i loved ripping up junk mail and making my house smell good. today don't really want to menu plan, fold laundry, or wear my contacts much longer- just want to put up this picture of my best friend and me, go to yoga, and hit the hay early...

pie

"A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie." 

-Tenneva Jordan

today i caught myself thinking over and over, "I am having a baby. I am going to be a mother." as we registered for baby things i would think, "i don't know anything about binkis. i can't even spell the silly word. i should call someone who is a mother or knows what to get." hopefully motherly instinct will kick in at some point.

it's hard to believe that something i've only imagined is happening. in a way that i can't easily explain, it makes me really eager and really bewildered all at once. 77 days to go till i announce i never did care for pie.

royal

we are not attending the royal wedding today, but we (or should i say *i*) did have a silly progression front of the buckingham palace two summers ago.

yawn

 oops

 there we go

i'm grateful there is a large celebration all surrounding a marriage. congrats to the couple- it's worth it:)

thought for a thursday evening

“A person cannot give a crust to the Lord without receiving a loaf in return.”

Melvin J. Ballard

I found a few 'loaves' of my own this week and wanted to share...

photos taken on my bday. delightful evening.

adieu to you twenty two

my heart is swollen and my eyes are spilling over as one year of my life closes and the dawn  of a new one opens.

honestly, this past has been the hardest year of my life.

yet, God has blessed me in so many ways.

things like feeling love from loved ones whether near or far.

a bath that is getting warmed for me as a i type,

and having good health.

things like a job where i can wear skirts everyday, 

reaching for new goals,

and branching out past my normal comfort zone.

things like shoulders being made stronger to bear more,

tastebuds made sensitive to appreciate more,

and eyes made wet to feel more.

things like another culture to appreciate,

a family to re-adore,

and one more person coming home to stretch my heart to its limits and find new room to love immensely.

i think the stretching of the past year has made me a little more ready and able to be the person i know i can be.

“I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish that He didn't trust me so much.” -Mother Teresa.

sionara twenty two. i shall not miss you.

bring on what lies ahead.

the festivities at the killpacks with fellow bday celebrators

house candy

i wish i could give you some easter sweet to celebrate good friday, but here are a few little pictures from the summer of -oh nine- that make me swoon almost as much as the cadbury eggs. 

i adore the stripes and minimalistic art.

our hotel in paris.

i tried to buy lamps from anthro to remind me of these, they couldn't compare.

portobello road in england.

if my house looks half this pretty someday, i'll be pleased as a peach.

a shop in interloken.

happy easter all!

don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got till it's gone...

silly as the song is... tis true.

sometimes i yearn to remember what it feels like to be confident in a face without much makeup. i love you little tyke, but the 'pregnancy glow' has not been my fortune to experience. just the opposite in fact. i've never felt so self-conscious of my blemished skin as right now. of course my complexion does not take precedence over this little fella on the way, and i dare not complain. i simply find it unfortunate that it requires taking things away for me to realize what i had.

positively, it has forced me to try harder than ever to have a radiant spirit. i remember sister tanner's sharing a quote from her mother about beauty. she shared this when i was in high school, 

"You must do everything you can to make your appearance pleasing, but the minute you walk out the door, forget yourself and start concentrating on others."

amen sista.

a shiny, but clear, face from our first married summer together. sigh. it will come back wont it?

update:

less than 3 months left!

in the spirit

i have really been getting into easter this season. that being said, i have only had one bag of mini eggs so maybe i'm not quite there yet. 


but-i'm talking about the spirit of easter. for some unknown reason i catch my self belting out the hymn, "he is risen" while stirring the saucepan full of something for supper. i usually let my excitement for general conference crowd out the joy of easter, so this year i'm grateful they are separate.


i recently read our prophets words in the latest ensign that say, "No words in Christendom mean more to me than those spoken by the angel to the weeping Mary Magdalene and the other Mary as they approached the tomb to care for the body of their Lord: “Why seek ye the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen” (Luke 24:5–6)." 

of all the words that could mean something to our prophet-these meant the most! that was surprising to me. i have questioned myself since reading those words-do i feel that way too? i'm no where close to the prophet, but this bold statement of his has helped me try to do those things that will put my heart in the right place this easter season, and for me that includes singing over the stovetop and eating cadbury eggs:)

weekend funnies

-it was noon on friday before i realized that i had forgotten to put on mascara that morning.

-i got a leg cramp in the middle of the night that forced me to writhe around the bed in pain unaware of anything else. i am now known as the steamroller.

-saturday i let my hair air dry, something that was my daily ritual in europe but i haven't done in a while.

-when younger, devin once shook the ranch dressing so hard is spewed all over the kitchen and he's never lived it down. he did a reenactment yesterday and i was the lucky witness and recipient. 

-after lunch on sunday i couldn't button up my yellow skirt. i wore it to a meeting unbuttoned, with a shirt to cover it of course.

Someone shared Marjorie Pay Hinckley's quote with me this weekend, and i've loved it. "How did a nice girl like me get into a mess like this?" Sometimes I take life too seriously. Life is funny, and, at times, it deserves to be laughed about.