Perception is a funny thing. I ponder over it a lot. It's funny how a situation can happen and the viewpoints of everyone involved are totally different. I am always analyzing and over analyzing things that happen in life based on these parameters.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Musings
Earlier this year, while running Ragnar with the Valley Babefest, I had one of those paradigm shifts in life that cause you to go, "Really? I couldn't have figured that out before?" It all had to do with perception. Without going into detail, let me just say it changed my life in the most positive way. I don't know if I would have had that experience otherwise. I am so thankful that Jamie peer-pressured me into doing it. ;) These women don't know the impact they had on me in that very short time. Just because it looks like I am sleeping, doesn't mean I am not listening. LOL!
Let me end this post with something I consider very profound and has lent to this new found passion in my life,
"Don't believe everything you think."
Love to all!
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Thursday, August 26, 2010
Winner!
The winner of the contest is........Sheri! Yay!
I will bring you your loot soon! Congrats!
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010
It's Time Again
**I am going to extend this contest until next week! Keep commenting!**
Just leave a comment on here to this question:
If you could go back in time and live in any era, what would it be?
I want to hit a lot of them but mostly the wild, wild west. But I want to be an outlaw or a train robber, not some boring saloon girl.
Good luck! Winner will be selected next Tuesday night and posted Wednesday morning.
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Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Free Hugs in Sondrio, Italy
I love this! They made so many people smile!
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Thursday, June 3, 2010
There's A Teenager In The House

13. A teenager. Moodiness. Rebelliousness. Independence. Responsibility. Pure torture. Pure joy.
13 years has flown by. I never though I would be the mom of a teenager.
Tyson is so smart. Like genius smart. He remembers everything he has ever read in his life-yet he can't (or won't) remember to brush his teeth in the morning unless I tell him. He would read for 12 hours a day if we let him. He has really grown up a lot this year. It's fun to see your kids start to become comfortable in their own skin. To realize that they are someone special, even when not everyone makes you feel that way. Ty is starting to get little glimpses of that greatness in himself.
He is an accomplished musician that loves to sing, play the piano and the drums. He is the deacon's quorum president and understands the scriptures on a deep level. He ran track this year. He struggled a bit because he was the smallest kid out there but the life lessons he learned cannot be replaced by anything else. He knows a lot about perseverance. He got an award for the most improved in track. And, on a whim, decided to run the half marathon with his grandma this year and smoked us all!
The list of accomplishments could go on and on, but the bottom line is, I never realized that 13 could look so good. We adore you Tyson!
Happy Birthday!
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