This nonsense has to stop!

It is no secret that I want to move closer to family. This year, my one and only sister, that lived only one mile up the road, left me:( I won't lie, it has been emotionally very hard. Not only is she my sister, but she was my best friend. We would have loved to hop in our own moving van and follow them straight to SLC.
However, for whatever reason, Dave and I feel like we are where we need to be with our family right now. Even though I know this, it is hard to swallow at times. My therapy? KSL classified home searches, complaining to my husband and friends, researching Utah school districts, mulling over scenerios on how to get rid of my house - uber positive, right?
Today is the day that it is going to stop. I owe it to my husband, friends, children and extended family to stop this nonsense. I decided that I am going to stop focusing on what I can't have, and start focusing on what I can and do. My new therapy? I am going to write at least one reason I am grateful to be where I am every day.
Day 1

We have the most beautiful bike trails literally right outside my back door. I love riding through them especially with my kids and MOTHER - who, thank you very much, flew all the way to Washington with my father to spend the last two days with us for no other reason than recreation.

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Let's just call this paybacks

Dave got the heads up this morning that we were going to have a couple of "special" talks on reverence today as the Stake Presidency was a little concerned about how loud our sacrament meetings have become. I thought ~ great, let's prep the kids ~ I told them that they were to be on their best behavior, no snacks, no toys, no talking, you get the idea... The meeting went pretty smooth until the Bishop got up. He very tenderly started talking about how important it is that we teach our children about the sacrament...it was at that moment that my family fell a part. Eden and Luke started fighting and Liza and Tucker started screaming---did I mention we were on the second row? I grabbed Luke and put him in a body hold and motioned for Dave to get Tuck and Liza out. Dave left with Liza and Tuck (so I thought...) and next thing you know, Tucker is up on the stand running back and forth behind the Bishop. My sweet friend sitting next to me jumped up to get Tuck, but he of cours...

Another day, another blog!

Anyone who knows me well knows (don't you love how I start all my posts this way?!) anyway, you know that I love good referrals, hot tips, good finds, etc...I decided to compile a list of all my favorite referrals/finds and make a blog. Check it out: www.soundsecrets.blogspot.com (link it link it!) If you have any good referrals, hot tips, etc. please email them to me. I am in desperate need of a good general physician and Mexican restaurant---do you have one? In other news... My dear friend Becky and I ran the "Susan G. Komen, Race for the cure" yesterday. We originally did it as part of our training for a relay that we are running in July, but it turned into an incredible, emotional experience. Most of the women in the race either had cancer or were either running for someone they knew that had cancer. It was difficult (to say the least) to keep a dry eye throughout. It was definitely worth every penny of that $30.

Lesson Learned

Have you ever been in a grocery or Target type store with all your kiddos and had a lovely employee tell your children to "please sit down in the cart!"? Well I have...several times. Each time I politely smile and say sorry, but all the while my brain is filled with smart aleck comments like "hey, last time I checked, I was their mother," or, "lady it's either standing up in the cart or pulling product off your shelves-you choose!" I have been sufficiently humbled. This morning, like all mornings, I put Eliza in her high chair to get her out of my hair for a moment so that I could make breakfast. She immediately climbed out and was about to stand on the table when she lost her balance and fell to the floor. I raced over to pick her up and noticed that while she was trying to scream nothing was coming out of her mouth. I picked her up and she started seizing, her eyes rolled back into her head and then she went limp. No words can describe the thoughts...

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