Saturday, September 29, 2012

Book Club

So Tasha recommended this book to me a few months ago and I had been excited to read it.  We have such similar taste that I love getting recommendations from her because I know that most of the time if she loves a book or movie, I will too.

It's called The Red Tent 

and it is incredible.

The book is about the lives of some of the women in the book of Genesis from the Bible.  It is told from Dinah's point of view about her father (Jacob), her mothers, (Leah, Rachel, Zipah, Bilhah) and is about the workings and stories of the inner circle of the women back then.

I give it a 10 out of 10.

Anita Diamant is a beautiful writer and the details and emotions are so vivid that you can literally feel what these women are feeling.  It links all women and their struggles, and makes you feel a sisterhood with every mother and wife that ever lived (I know, wow ;)  ).  I have never felt so proud and important in these roles than when I read this book. I love one of the opening lines from the book that says "In order to truly know a woman, you must first know her mother."

I will warn you though, The Red Tent is a very adult book.  It is extremely matter-of-fact about things like menstruation, childbirth, and sex.  Back then these were the things on women's minds most of the time (and feeding their family) and not things like.... say....book clubs :)  so they were very open about discussing the facts and rituals around these very natural parts of life.  She is also very frank about the joys and sorrows that women face.  The first time I have ever shed happy tears while reading a book was during a birth scene.  I also cried sad tears at certain points.  The book is completely relatable and completely wonderful.  If you read it, you will be thinking about it for months afterward.


Tuesday, September 25, 2012

goings on

I decided it was time to wash my white duvet when I could count more than three different colors smeared on it.
  1. stiff milk spills 
  2. tiny Cheeto fingerprints (no, I do not give my toddler Cheetos.  Which only leaves one other   
    suspect...)
  3. Unidentified pink smears that may or may not be allergy pill dye from when I dug a pill out of Liv's 
    mouth.
  4. Blue crayon marks.

Whole grain Eggo waffles have become a staple in our house.  They are the filler for when Olivia doesn't eat enough dinner.  I usually just throw one into her crib when she goes to bed at night.  And then congratulate myself on treating my child like a puppy :/ at least she goes to bed happy.  Plus they are delicious. 

I wish I knew how much television other peoples' kids really watched.  It is so nice to be able to get things done while Olivia is sitting in front of Disney Jr or a movie, but I often feel guilty about it.  I tell myself that as long as she gets enough love and stimulation during the rest of the day, I'm allowed to let her watch an hour a day.  how much TV is too much?

I try to get Olivia out of the house twice a week for fun, child-centered outings or activities (this can not include shopping trips).  Lately we've been to the petting zoo, a park in Provo Canyon that has a stream to wade through, Discovery park in PG, and the pond near our house.  These trips also ease what will now be known as my 'TV guilt.'

I'm so frustrated with the temperature regulation in our house.  The upstairs gets so much warmer than downstairs, which means Olivia's room is toasty when she goes to sleep, despite fans and an open window, and then 68 degrees by morning.  I have to sneak in to her room at midnight and close her window, turn off her fan, and cover her up.  I'm sure she still gets cold by morning though and I'd rather not wake up at 5am to turn on the heat.

Jack got a root canal on Thurs and I have to get braces.  Okay, I don't have to; but my teeth have all shifted and the ortho recommended them.  Plus I have not been thrilled with my smile for a while so I have decided to bite the bullet and get them.  They'll probably be on within the next couple of weeks.  Jack never had braces and I've never had a cavity.  I hope Olivia gets his straight teeth and my strong enamel!

We got a Blendtec!  I was not all for it since I am not a big fan of smoothies; I'd rather eat the separate ingredients whole than make them into a pulp.  Plus I had a bad experience while pregnant and sick.  Jack loves them though and he and the Blendtec salesman ambushed me at Costco and sold me on one.   The biggest upside is how much easier it is to get veggies into my husband and daughter in a form they both love.

I got a new calling, Activity Days leader in the Primary for the 8-11 year-olds (I'm over the 10-year-olds).  For those of you who remember, I was in my dream calling in the Young Women's before the ward split, and then I started to feel really down about being callingless for a while.  My first night of Activity Days I walked by the YW room and a bunch of my old girls came out and hugged me.  I went home and cried.  I told Jack I felt like I was in the wrong place and that I missed my old calling.  He said all kinds of encouraging and affirming things and I feel better.  I think this will be a really good experience...until I can get called back into the Young Women's :) jk...sort of.

I want to get Olivia a Lalaloopsy doll for Christmas and am having a hard time deciding on one!  There are so many and they are all darling. have you jumped on the Lalaloopsy bandwagon? Which ones are your favorites?

I love the cooler weather and darker mornings.  Olivia and I have been snuggling in bed every morning, enjoying cool breezes at the park, making pumpkin cookies and soup, and setting out Halloween decorations.  Plus September is Jack's favorite month so he has had a perma-grin all month. Which is wonderful.


Monday, September 24, 2012

What She Wore

So the other day I was thinking to myself what is something new I could do on my blog that would be fun?

I thought about all of the blogs I like to read and the things I like about them.  I noticed that one thing they all have in common was certain aspects of fashion.  My favorite blogs have very fashionable, stylish girls on them.

I'll do some fashion posts! I thought Where I post photos of what I am wearing!  Everyone is interested in other peoples' style, right? 

I looked down at my outfit.  I was wearing a faded grey Joe's Crab Shack t-shirt, threadbare black basketball shorts that said MONEYon the butt, and raggety black slippers from Walmart.  I felt a little deterred.  I doubt anyone would be interested it my "style."

Did I mention I was in line at Cafe Rio on a Saturday night?

So then I became undeterred by thinking Maybe if I know that I will be posting pictures of my outfits on my blog, I will....you know....try harder.  And learn how to, you know... be stylish. 

So here is my first outfit post where I attempt to look put-together.

Where we went: Lunch with Jack's sisters and their kids
What she (I) wore:
I guess I will post where I got stuff as long as it is still in season...and I don't get lazy.
shirt: Zumiez
cropped skinny jeans: Bags That Fit
watch: Michael Kors

also remember that I am not a big fan of shoes, so I will rarely wear exciting shoes.  Here I had on tan flip flops.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

because of her

I have certain moments that happen once or twice a week.  They usually occur when I am observing Olivia experience peace, or satisfaction, or pure unadulterated joy.

At these moments I think of my mom.  Olivia is able to have these moments because of my mom.

Almost up until the day my mom moved out of her childhood home and went to college at BYU, she was neglected and severely physically and sexually abused.  Her father was a raging alcoholic.

40% of adults who were abused as children, carry on the cycle and become abusive themselves.

My mom chose to break the cycle.  I grew up with the most loving, caring, affectionate mother in the world.  She always said she never wanted her kids to ever feel the fear or powerlessness that she did.  We never did.  I always felt safest and happiest when I was at home.

And just this summer my mom graduated as her class's valedictorian, with her Master's degree in Marriage and Family Therapy.  She now helps people who went through the same things she did.  She's amazing. Obvi.

So sometimes when I watch Olivia dancing around on the back porch enjoying an ice cream cone, or happily taking a sink bath, or snuggling in bed with both of her parents, I think my mom never got to do these things; but because of her, I did.  I grew up in a happy home.  And so can my baby.

perspective

I just read this story on one of my favorite blogs.  Go read it, you will relate.  That's all :)


Saturday, September 15, 2012

Bear Lake. longhand version

This is Tasha, Kassi, and Clar.  They are my best friends.


We have been trying to plan a friends trip all year.  Jack and I happened to work out a weekend stay at a lake house by Bear Lake the last first weekend in September.  I told my friends. They said they could come.  We all obsessed over it for two months, planning and emailing about it.  It, of course, turned out to be the best trip ever.  We decided it would be the first of an annual friends reunion.  The theme was 'Haters Gonna Hate.'  Cause we're funny like that.









The trip included:
*Pulling up to the big lake house and picking out bedrooms
*Settling in and unpacking food
*Pizza, salad, and fruit with dip for lunch
*Games in the backyard (the one where you loop balls on rope around poles? I have no idea what it's called. Doesn't matter, the girls kicked the boys' trash.)
*Fresh raspberry shakes in town
*Volleyball in the backyard
*Boys playing pool while girls played Scrabble
*BBQed burgers and hot dogs, chips, and watermelon from Kass and Eric, eating on the back porch
*Late nights playing boardgames
*Late night talks for the girls
*Inappropriate jokes and innuendos from the boys
*Morning prep for the lake, weirdly yummy brownie muffins from Tasha
*Comparing two fruit dips
*Gloriously warm weather, glassy lake, no other boats
*Olivia experiencing her first tidal wave
*Most of us trying wakesurfing for the first time! Tracy, Jordan, and Clar got up on the first try!
*Kass and Eric impressing the heck out of us with their skills
*My hat blowing off and Eric swimming 75 miles to get it, gentleman that he is
*Babies sprawling out on the boat seats, eating licorice
*Getting chilled by the water and going back to warm up with Clar's delicious tortilla soup
*The boys battling it out on the water wienie
*Matching shirts from Tasha and Jordan
*Dinner in town with two cranky babies, matching ensembles, spills, and noise
*More board games, hot tubbing in the late night/early morning hours
*Everyone recounting first impressions of each other and memories from how we all met
*Lounging in the theatre room because no one wanted to go to bed on our last night
*Packing up and cleaning faster than I've ever seen any group clean.  Being seriously impressed with my friends
*Taking final pictures and saying goodbyes.  Making promises for next year's reunion.
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