Blahhhhhh...... I am trying to be grateful.....

I have trying to be more aware of all of the blessings in my life really... so here is what I am grateful for today.
Pain Killers: Yes, I had a tooth pulled, and I feel like I have been puched in the face, but I am ohh so grateful for the painkiller to take me away to my happy place..
I am grateful that I do not bruise - like ever. I would look terrible today if I did.
I am grateful that I made one green light on the way to work at 3 am. Seriously, though, Salt Lake needs to have traffic sensitive lights - I love sitting alone at traffic lights.
I am grateful for yogurt, applesauce, soup and ice cream - the less chewing, the better.
I am grateful for sweet roommates & group scripture study. It made my day today!
I am grateful for emails, which has allowed me to get my schoolwork done tonight.
I am grateful for fuzzy blankets and sweet dreams!

One Good Woman - random musings

So, I just love Cheri Call..... I heard a song of hers on the radio today..... it really made me think.

One Good Woman
(Cherie Call)

<em>"Mary Chilton never knew what the salty winds would do
When she stepped aboard and sailed away on a 1620 autumn day
At Plymouth Rock she was the first to touch dry ground
But she became an orphan when the winter came and the tears fell down
But she grew, and married a good man
And they had eleven children
And they would never understand what she'd been through but they knew
That a girl of just thirteen
Crossed one big ocean
And that she grew up to be
One good woman

And Polly Angel didn't know what the hands of time would show
When she dressed in white and said, "I do" in the fall of 1832
Her life would change that very year forever more
When they heard the message of two strangers at their door they headed west
And Polly had six children, but only two survived
And they could never understand what she'd been through
But they knew that a woman of great faith
Crossed one big country
And that they were being raised
By one good woman

There they are, written in the spaces of a family tree
Till it al comes down to me"

So, this week I was working on family history. I found the passenger list to the Bolivia, which included my Great Grandmother, when she came over from Italy. How cool to see her name! I WAS THRILLED!


"I know that I can never say that I'm the only one who's prayed
For pain to end or love to last or for time not to go by so fast
But it will fly and in a hundred years from now
Will there ever be someone who reads my name and wonders
If I laughed
Or if I believed in Jesus
Or if my heart were ever broken
They may never understand what I go through
But I will live the best that I know how
For one big lifetime
It's not too much to ask
Of one good woman"I am also a big journal writer. I was given my first journal by my dad. I loved it - because it had the D.C. Temple embossed on the front - so it was beautiful. I laugh at my six year old thoughts. It is interesting to see what I did with my time - like the frequent entries of going to marriage counseling with my folks. Or that I really wanted a pogo ball for christmas - which was also written quite a few times! Now, I just try to make them as honest as possible.

I love Cheri Call - her music speaks to my heart.

Thanks Cheri!

I feel like the Mona Lisa

Here is my most recenr blunder. Let me give you my background- I am an Italian woman. Italian women tend to have dark facial hair. I am paranoid about facial hair. So I have been waxing for years- as long as I can remember! This morning I made a mistake - or lets call it THE mistake! I waxed off half of my eyebrow! Thank goodness for eyebrow pencils! At least I know that the wax works!
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Akward roommate moments

I have three roommates right now.... three in a list of over 100 roommates since I was 18. This roommate is a nice girl, but has a problem.... and its getting worse. Her room smells. It is not just a slight odor - it is the bad b.o.! I hold my breath when I walk by her door - seriously. The other roommates and I have talked about the situation. For about a week, we had been opening her window while she is at work to try to air out the smell. She came home early one day and got upset that I had opened her window. So at this point, I need to just tell her how I feel - but how do you tell someone that they stink? Oh well, it is on the list of things that I have wished I could tell my roommates for years....
How do you tell someone......
you know they have been telling you HUGE lies....
that there is no contest for how many times you have been engaged. Three times in a semester? Thats a bit much.
that she is greater than what she gives herself credit for.
they are rushing into marriage.
they owe you money.
they need to "get a room."
you think they are wee bit crazy.
eating baby food is not normal - unless you are a baby.
you need to pay your rent.
you need to be less of a b****.
you need to stop stalking __________.
i don's like your boyfriend.
get over yourself.
I think you are fun to be around.
you are amazing!
you need to keep your pet rat in a cage.
you dress like my grandmother.
you need to do your laundry.
you need to break up with your boyfriend.
and the universal problem - no matter the relationship - Do your dishes!

Check it out.....

Ihave been playing on www.yearbookyourself.com tonight. It is so fun! You simply upload a picture of yourself, and you are in a picture 10, 20, 30 years ago! You have to see these. My only fear is that I still look just like my mother! What do ya think???

I love Women's Conference...

So, I have to say that I loved watching Women's Conference last weekend. President Uchtdorf's talk really hit home to me. When he said "our splendid sisters sometimes undervalue their abilities—they focus on what is lacking or imperfect rather than what has been accomplished and who they really are." Can I just say AMEN! Why do women do this so much? We are fabulous - or at least I am fabulous - but I am hesitant to admit it!

I also loved what he said about creating. Now, as a teacher, I get the opportunity to make stuff all the time. These are the usual elementary school crafts and colorings - but it gives me a creative release.

Okay, so here is more from his talk:
"Let me first pose a question: What do you suppose is the greatest kind of happiness possible? For me, the answer to this question is, God’s happiness.

This leads to another question: What is our Heavenly Father’s happiness?

This may be impossible to answer because His ways are not our ways. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are [God’s] ways higher than [our] ways, and [His] thoughts [higher] than [our] thoughts.”1

Though we cannot understand “the meaning of all things,” we do “know that [God] loveth his children”2 because He has said, “Behold, this is my work and my glory—to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of man.”3

Heavenly Father is able to accomplish these two great goals—the immortality and eternal life of man—because He is a God of creation and compassion. Creating and being compassionate are two objectives that contribute to our Heavenly Father’s perfect happiness. Creating and being compassionate are two activities that we as His spirit children can and should emulate."

Beautiful!