Midnight Musings

Hey it's me again and guess what? It's after midnight. Maybe this will be my new thing. We are back from our trip to Utah for Brittany's wedding. My baby sister is married! It was beautiful and I am so proud. She fell into matrimony so naturally and with grace. I have never seen her look so calm. Everything that is my sister came out that day - from the innocent, trusting, and faithful young girl that she is to the selfless, patient, and nurturing young women that she has become. Not to mention, she let her hair down, threw her arms up in the air, and enjoyed the heck out of the spotlight that she so well deserved! Being the youngest, you don't get much spotlight. So, mission accomplished, beautiful wedding over. Now, onto the next chapter. On Saturday they will be packed down in their little honda and on their way to the great state of TEXAS! This has been a long time coming! I will finally have a relative's name to put down on my child's list of emergency contacts. Thanks to Staci, Wendy, LeeAnna, and Karen, for being worthy substitutes these last few years. (You didn't even know you were on there did you?) I can't tell you how excited I am for not one but two of my sisters to be here with me! Chelsea will be here for the summer as well. How could she miss the party? You had better believe that there will be "So you think you can dance" parties, sweedish fish, pull and peel, and blue bell with crushed oreos. (Only one bowel Chels, I am trying to work on my girlish figure:) Tyler will be in Ecuador. Who knew that he would become so adventurous. He will be missed. I give my Mom six months before she is chomping at the bit to get on down to the Lone Star State. On another note, I don't know what it is but I have been stuffing my face for two days! What is my problem?? Has anyone found an equal replacement to emotional eating?? So far, I have yet to find anything that can compare to it. I have been trying to take Julie Beck's advice, "Mother's who know do less." I called and pulled Audrey off of the swim team and not a minute before I came face to face with idea of storing hundreds of sodas in my garage. Last year we had the privilege of storing all of the drinks for concessions and then loading up the coolers to ice them down each Friday night before swim meets. Somehow, the idea of attending practice every day from 5:30 - 6:15 (otherwise known as crunch time at my house) and sitting in the heat for seven hours every Saturday with my two month old and my darling, energetic, two year old just didn't sound like the fun it was supposed to be. James was worried about teaching Audrey about quitting but I say that she can learn "stick-to-itiveness" from a dance class that is held once a week. So, deep breath, my month has just cleared up a bit. I am feeling the pressure of getting my home organized in the way that the scriptures suggest. "A house of order, a house of prayer, a house of learning, a house of faith." I dream of quiet, order, peace. I only wish that I had it together like my Mother does. She is such an amazing women that has yet to be matched. Before you can rub the sand out of your eyes she has all of the windows open, the washer going, the dishwasher unloaded, and is whipping up the batter for waffles!! I never see her doing the laundry yet somehow it appears in the drawers folded with precision. Moment of silence for excellence! I have come to terms with the fact that I will never reach this particular height in productivity, kind of like I have come to terms with the fact that I will always have a big butt. (People are getting implants you know) However, there are improvements that need to be made, destinations that are attainable. I may be awkwardly folding my fitted sheets and shoving them into the disorderly linen closet but they will be clean and put away, that's all I expect. Mine is a feeling really. While thumbing through my journal I once found a sentence that read " I have a full heart and a quiet mind." I will never forget that. I can think of no better feeling in the world. Tomorrow will be a good day, a day of the YMCA, doctors offices, and an outing with a close friend. Goodnight! (Pictures of the wedding to come)