*well*well*well*

I have seen over and over the tender mercies of the Lord.
Life is crazy, but we should be happy that it is. Each of our individual plans are not and should not be identical as another. I often think that when people "preach" to others it is for themselves to feel a little better about whatever is going on in their lives...or to help them feel as if what they say and have opinions on will be the others "Ah-huh" in life.
Anyways...that's random, but how I feel.


*****RANDOMNESS*****

So I have had some interesting self-insight lately. I have realized that no matter how much I give or no matter how much I stress over someone else's happiness, I cannot "fix" or "save" them. I must start with my own. And although that may sound selfish there is no other way I can be strong for someone else when I feel so weak. I wish that I could "save" the world. But I realized a harsh reality...that was the Savior's job...not mine. I am sure that I will find out the reason I am. So why are these thoughts rushing from my head like lava from an erupting volcano...I don't know. Actually, I think I do, I just don't feel like talking ((or in this case typing)). Have you just been so tired before? So blah? I am sure we all go through these feelings, and having these feelings are not our test. Our test is what we do with these feelings. Do we rely on the Lord? Do we continue to bottle them up inside until we can no longer take it and break down? Do we just ignore them and go on with life?

I thought today about different things that I liked. I like acoustic versions of songs. I like the sound of water boiling. I like to stretch in the morning. I like to strum my guitar. I like to look in the mirror and scrunch my nose. I like to type really fast and just listen to the sound of my fingers hitting the keys. I like to laugh until my face and bum hurts. I like to get the chills when I walk outside on a winter morning. I like to color coordinate my skittles and m&m's and then eat them. I like to drive as fast as I can without putting myself in serious danger with the windows down, rain or shine. I like to get ready for work. I like to put on my makeup while singing. I like to clean with nobody around. I like to listen to my music so loud it sounds like my ears are popping. I like to make mistakes and then crack up. I like gas station hot chocolate. I like the to put my wind-shield wipers on as fast as they will go. I like exact change. I like my hand-writing. I like random. I like high-heels with jeans. I like sleeping alone. I like anything instrumental or a capella. I like to be loud and annoying. I like to be quiet. I like to pretend I am famous when I am in the shower. I like to act. I like to direct. I like to roll down hills. I like to karaoke. I like to flare my nose and inhale. I like to crack my knuckles. I like to stare. I like to daydream. I like to wake up early and go back to bed before noon. I like to listen to other peoples problems. I like to whistle. I like to jump into swimming pools fully dressed. I like to change light-bulbs. I like the sound of "nothing but net" in a basketball game. I like feeling nauseous after a roller coaster ride. I like getting into a warm car on a summer day. I like extremely hot water when washing dishes. I like popping zits. I like to reminisce. I like to see how many different ways I can wear my hair in one day. I like my hair. I like to scream as loud as I can when my feelings are hurt. I like to prove people wrong. I like skateboard tricks. I like tv shows about shipwrecks and artifacts. I like cartoon monkeys. I like winter-time with a passion. I like to feel hungry when I am on a diet. I like showers and soap. I like mean old people. I like to sit Indian-style. I like when my leg falls asleep. I like the smell of paper burning. I like sarcasm. I like feeling butterflies in my stomach. I like feel-good music. I like kisses on the forehead. I like gym equipment. I like to surprise people. I like to find out something about myself unexpectedly. I like the word "silly". I like to turn ugly to pretty.

You see, I have realized that there is so much that I like. So much more positivity then negativity...and that it is truly up to me to continue liking life...no matter if someone else does not like what I like.


*****UPDATES & EXCITING NEWS*****

Honestly, there are no updates. However, there is something exciting. I don't know who in particular this would be exciting to besides me, but anyways...I am taking a little R&R time for me. I am going to a very random place to just stop and take a deep breath in. To remember why I love what I love and why "I can be strong and get through anything"...I think everyone needs some "alone-time" to ponder on the beauties in their lives. To rejuvenate their souls...to get pumped to be back on track in life. Sometimes we feel like we get SMACKED as hard as we can by a mack truck going as fast as it can...and sometimes in order to heal all of our wounds we need quiet time. Quiet time out of the stagnant air in our everyday environment. Anyways...I am excited and happy for myself...no matter who doesn't like it.


*****THE MINI-REECES PIECES*****

They are so fun and I love them more today than yesterday...not because yesterday was a bad day...but because I have spent another day to feel their sweet spirits and see their beautiful faces. Man! I wanna squeeze them all of the time! They make me happy.

Donnie is so darn funny! His favorite phrase is "Wu-Tang!"...((thank you so much Auntie Sela)) He loves:
-to count to ten
-the ABC song
-Popcorn Popping
-to shower
-to say "i gotchu mama/dada" when we get ready to yell at him

He is a very smart boy. If Brooks and I start to raise our voices at each other he says, "mama and dada no way!" We actually listen to him too. He has brought so much joy and happiness into our lives in this fast two and a half years we have had him! I cannot begin to fathom the joy and happiness that will fill our souls when he is older. I know there is a good reason he was our first. He is so strong willed and I know that he will make choices in life with much conviction.

My precious baby girl is just that...precious indeed! She has officially begun to army crawl! Do they get any cuter? And by the way...she looks like me! She may have that pastie white skin, but she is her mama through and through! I'll even take the credit for the beautiful big hips and thighs! Hahahaha! She giggles when I "eskimo kiss" her. It cracks me up to see how different her and Donnie are! She is so freaking ticklish! Rap music calms her down! Hahaha! She's gangster like that! My love for her is never-ending. My heart beats so hard knowing that I have this amazing opportunity to be her earthly mother...and that I helped the Lord bring her to this earth to learn and grow and progress. I hope she will always love me like she does now.


*****SPIRITUAL THOUGHT OF THE WEAK*****

"Have the tolerance with one another as you would want the Lord to have with you."

-someone I know and respect