Just&Only

It upsets me that people say things like...

...She's just a stay-at-home mom.

It bothers me that men who claim to be LDS believe that women shouldn't get a say in finances or the size of the house because...

...She isn't working.

It seems wrong that motherhood isn't unanimously the most revered and important role/job on the planet...

...instead it is seen as a cop-out or the easy road.

It just irritates and infuriates me beyond words and I'm not a mother yet. I feel like women shouldn't feel like they have to prove anything or explain themselves if they choose motherhood over the corporate latter. A woman shouldn't have to be the perfect maid, cook, and mother to prove her worth. 

I wish I had a cure for ignorance or a skin thick enough to ensure others opinions didn't get to me.

I wish I could write the words that would change the world's perception.

Snow day, please.

This morning Chris and I woke up at 4:55, trudged through knee-deep snow and went to the gym. It was quite a feat.
When we got home, I had no motivation left. All I wanted to do was get back in bed, sleep, and watch some Grey's Anatomy. No such luck.
Instead, my 2-minute drive to work took about 25 minutes. 25 minutes of sheer terror.

I witnessed cars getting stuck, spinning into other cars, and everything in between. I've never been so happy to pull into a parking spot.

Is BYU-Idaho going to wait until someone dies before they shut down school for a snow day?

$$$$

It feels like I've been on the phone all morning. I had to call Amazon about a "mystery charge" and then I called Victoria's Secret because they never paid me for Black Friday-a day of hell I refuse not to get paid for.

Being here, I see my little brothers and how much fun being a kid is. They don't have to check bank accounts, mystery charges don't exist, and there is no such thing as bills. I am sad that I didn't appreciate adolescence and wanted so badly to be an adult. That word is ugly to me now, poisoned by responsibility. The worst part is there is just more adult to come: mortgage payments, health insurance, saving for retirement....

Oh dear. Why is it our nature to wish away the stage of life we are in, thinking the next is bigger and better? Why do we always want what we don't have?

Luckily, there is a great sense of accomplishment that comes with being an adult- when the numbers line up and the bills get paid. Independence is invigorating. Loved ones make it all worth it.

In the end, the mystery charge is solved,

you (hopefully) get paid for the work you do,

and you try your best to enjoy the journey.



My husband works at the mall...

....so I took advantage and I'm spending the next few hours in Barnes & Noble.

To be honest, I thought it would be a good idea....have all this time in such a wonderful place. But, I'm bored. I've pinterested, facebooked, and hulued since 3:30. But, its better than being home alone on a Saturday night. I don't feel like such a loser being here....

I have a red eye....I'm slightly concerned (but not concerned enough to go to the doctor or actually take any productive action).

I couldn't smile or anything cause the people at B&N would think I'm a wierdo

Enrique Iglesias is a great workout partner. Euphoria, check it out. On that note- paying for a gym membership is a great way to motivate yourself. Also, there are less snobby girls and less dress code at Anytime Fitness. I like my Under Armor tops.

I bought a maxi skirt at a maxi skirt party. I kind of love it.

If I was rich I would own a maxi skirt in every color and wear one every day.