Sunday, February 16, 2014

a billion drafts and nothing to post

So, I've most definitely neglected this little blog as of late.  And I am fairly certain I have more than a few posts that begin with that introduction.

Life has been more of the same around these parts.  I work all the time, JD works all the time, every once in awhile we get to sleep at the same time and every once in an incredibly long while we'll get to have a day off together.  My new camera has been generally untouched, laundry hasn't been done in over a month (except for under-roos for when we run out), fall semester has not been registered for, after a huge snow storm (so bad that for the first time in over 20 years the kids in our town had a snow day from school) the only real concern of mine has been preventing the basement flooding and the thought of all of our things (and my parent's things) being ruined, JD and I trying to plan for the future and make big life choices (which I will tell you, is the literal worst thing about being an adult.  I have all of this power to do anything I want but I am paralyzingly afraid to use it) and, of course, working on the whole "being healthy" thing.

Our Valentine's Day was lovely.  We kept up with our tradition that we never meant to create, and got Subway and watched a movie while snuggled in bed.  JD also got me a plush rose, which is another one of our little traditions that started during his bachelor party.  Story time:  So, when we were getting ready to get married almost two years ago (!) the few days before our wedding, I was in Salt Lake City with my family and JD was in Spanish Fork with his family.  They had lots of fun playing games and even went to the nickel arcade.  At the nickel arcade JD got (with his tickets) this horrendous plush jester hat (that will now forever be in my storage somewhere...because heaven forbid we get rid of that...) and a really cute small plush rose.  He gave me this silly little plush rose the day we got married and it has become somewhat of a romantic gesture between the two of us since then.  Now I have three plush roses of varying sizes.  They're just a silly and yet sweet reminder of our wedding day and every year that passes since then.

Wow, that story was more interesting and romantic in my brain, but when typed out it does not have the amount of romance I thought it did.  Ah, oh well.  Here's my current mantra lately, I am trying to live a more passionate and meaningful life.  But more on that another time.


Friday, January 10, 2014

dear someone

Dear Hairdresser, Thank you for doing such a good job on my husband's hair.  He no longer looks like a homeless surfer. 

Dear Laundry, If you could just stop accumulating for one day, that'd be great.

Dear Uterus, Thank you for the monthly reminder that I am in fact not pregnant.  However, do you think you could be a little more subtle? Mkkkkay, Thanks.

Dear Eye Makeup, Why do you NEVER come off completely no matter how often I try to wash you off?

Dear Weather App on my Phone, There was a ridiculously terrible blizzard today.  Not "Partly Cloudy" as you promised.

Dear Christmas, Thanks for being so amazing, I haven't yet made a blog post about it because it was so awesome.  (Yuletidings are coming in blog form eventually, no worries)


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Sunday, January 5, 2014

sunday enlightenment: evil never will win


"My prayer is that through the spreading of righteousness, the evil hands of the destroyer can be stayed so that he will not be permitted to curse the whole world. I pray that God will overlook our weaknesses, our frailties, and our many shortcomings and generously forgive us of our misdeeds. May He bring solace to the suffering, comfort to those who grieve, and peace to the brokenhearted." 
- James E. Faust

Happy Sunday!

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

i'm baaaack and i strongly dislike new years

So, on December 20 I had surgery to remove nasal polyps.  A huge thank you and shout out goes to the University of Utah Hospital ENT team.  They were phenomenal and fantastic and surgery recovery has been so nice.  Lots of you know, I've had the surgery twice before this time around.  This time around has definitely been the BEST experience I've ever had dealing with this surgery.  Love the UofU hospital and staff, I'm now attempting to get us to have all of our doctors centralized at the University Hospital.  Because they're fantastic.  So, I've been taking it easy and easing myself back into real life.  I go back to work soon, so we're just working on getting back to normal around these parts after Christmas and surgery recovery. 

Today marks the first official day of 2014, also known as "New Year's Day."  Last night was the infamous "New Year's Eve" and I spent it in bed with my husband watching television and arguing over how hot/cold our room was.  And it was perfect.  Even when I was a single collegiate, I hated parties.  I think I went to one real "party" during my single college career and it wasn't fun.  Too loud, too many people, too few clothes on the people there, it just wasn't my thing.  Fun fact: it still isn't.  New Year's was the night where most of my roommates went out to parties and I stayed at the apartment watching movies.  I did one crazy thing in college, taking a mini road trip to the Hot Springs that were 4ish hours away in the middle of the night.  That was a crazy as I got, and I was EXHAUSTED for like a week after that escapade (curse you and your adventurous spirit, Mandy).  Because of all of these things New Year's has never been my favorite holiday. 

Also, I don't subscribe to the "resolutions" thought process.  Much like I don't believe in "epiphanies" either but that is a different conversation for a different day.  I think setting goals for yourself is a great practice, and I do this quite frequently.  However, making HUGE changes in your life just because the calendar has started over isn't a good enough reason to me.  In order to make lasting, real changes in your life YOU have to want it.  YOU have to mean it.  YOU have to work at it.  Needlessly writing out crazy, unattainable "resolutions" just because you feel social construct tells you "New Year, New Me" is something that must be done is ludicrous. 

I really like the One Little Word project, which I blogged about last year.  This year my word is CONTENT.  Content is defined as, "in a state of peaceful happiness."  This past year sent us lots of curve balls and I had SO many times where I was not content in my life or my circumstances.  This year, I want to be in a "state of peaceful happiness."  I want to be content in my life and understand that we can't always change our circumstances but we can always choose to be happy about them.  I hope to blog each month about how I'm learning to be more "content."  What's your one little word you aspire to make your mantra this year?

Happy 2014, best wishes! 

Thursday, December 12, 2013

we're all real women, even victoria's secret models

On Tuesday night was the somewhat infamous Victoria's Secret Fashion Show which aired on CBS.  It feels as though I've read hundreds of posts about how much Victoria's Secret is marketing to young girls, how they give unreasonable expectations about how women should look and a plethora of other things.  I've also seen so many articles about how "real woman have curves" or how the models should "eat a sandwich."  And I have some serious issues with ALL of these things....

If you don't want your children to be exposed to certain things, it is up to you to shield them from it.  Make firm boundaries and let your children know where you stand.  Yes, they had Taylor Swift as a musical performer this year.  Many, many, MANY parents believed this was wholly inappropriate.  Taylor Swift is well above the age of 18, a legal adult.  She made the choice to perform there, you have the choice to allow your children to watch her performance during the show or not.  Also, because clearly many, many, MANY people out there don't understand this.  Lingerie doesn't promote promiscuity, lowered societal standards does that. 

I have actually seen that the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show lets me know that these airbrushed and perfect women I see in the ads are not always perfect.  I can see their thighs jiggle, I can see they have some rolls or cellulite.  It lets me know that even the most beautiful and pinnacle of perfection women have little imperfections in their bodies. 

And, of course the most troubling things I seem to constantly be bombarded with regarding the Victoria's Secret Line...The Thin-Shaming.  It is no secret that fat-shaming seems to have always been a societal problem that people are trying to overcome.  So often we see tabloids showing and pointing out "beach nightmare bodies" or "Look at her weight gain!"  However, thin-shaming has become a more prevalent as the war on fat shaming has progressed.  Often we see the term "Real Woman Have Curves" and things emblazoned on photos of thin models tell them to "eat a sandwich."  In a world filled with so much inequality and hate, why on earth do we feel the need to find another reason to separate ourselves by something as arbitrary as physical appearance? 

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Body Shaming is, in my opinion, one of the greatest societal issues facing us today.  Both men and women are constantly bombarded by magazines of people airbrushed to perfection.  Society has given us ridiculous expectations of what our bodies should look like.  Ultimately, the best body shape is a healthy body shape.  If you are healthy as a 00, great!  If you are healthy as a 24, great!  I work to lose weight because I do not feel healthy at my current weight.  All body shaming is WRONG.  Too often I see internet bullies and real life bullies pestering both thin and heavy women about their bodies.  Neither is perfect enough.  Neither is good enough.  Body shaming needs to end.  The only way it will end is if we, as a society, make changes to how we all perceive those around us.  So, start today and join me in ENDING body shaming for all body types!

Sunday, December 8, 2013

why i hate facebook...and november plus some sunday enlightenment

November is a glorious, yet awful month.  To quote something I saw on tumblr, November is the Thursday of the year.  You just want it over so you can get to the good stuff.  November does have Thanksgiving, which does involve cranberry sauce, so it's not all bad.  However, there is one thing that just will always drive me crazy about November until the end of time (or at least until facebook goes the way of myspace)....

The gratitude posts.  

**DISCLAIMER** There are a select group of people who do these and I find them hilarious and amazing I AM LOOKING AT YOU AUTUMN NEVADA WILKINS!  Keep that crap up, because you're hilarious and we're related.  So how could you not be hilarious and awesome.

I see the beauty in expressing what you're grateful for.  I think it is important to be grateful.  However, naming things every single day just gets very....lame.  At the beginning of the month, people are coming up with amazingly profound reasons to be grateful in their lives.  And then by Thanksgiving, they start getting thankful for incredibly obscure things in their lives.  It's not the fact that people are expressing their gratitude all over facebook, it is the fact that as a culture we have dedicated one entire month to telling people how much we're grateful for things in our lives, then November ends and the usual facebook rants begin again.

After November ends we all go back to complaining about the things we hate in our lives.  My news feed is suddenly bombarded once again with pro-government/anti-government propaganda, complaints about significant others and the unavoidable articles about how EVERYTHING in the universe is going to kill you and your children.  To me, this attitude about gratitude is just wrong.

Gratitude should something you feel every second of every day.  Gratitude should not be something you have to work at.  As far as I'm concerned, there are THOUSAND upon THOUSANDS of things I see every day that I feel gratitude for.  And, no, I don't write about them on facebook everyday.  Heck, I barely blog about them all that often.  Because I see them and feel them in my heart.

Gratitude isn't posting things on facebook.  Gratitude is about seeing all of the amazing and beautiful things around us and just being...happy.  So, let's be happy year round, and not just during November when social structure tells us we should.


Also, this video is beautiful.  The Mimi Foundation sought to take Cancer patients and give them makeovers so they would be able to truly have a moment of carefree-ness.  It's quite beautiful.  Life is just grand, isn't is?

Saturday, November 30, 2013

a thousand words

They say a picture is worth a thousand words...so here are a few thousand with some commentary to chronicle the last couple of weeks.

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This is Mose, the Potter family pet for the last 15 years.  He is still the best dog ever.
 

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Morgan Belcher, definitely the most energetic Belcher family member
 

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I was recovering from pneumonia and JD had started getting sick, but we still carved out pumpkins!
 

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Heading to my cousin's missionary homecoming (Also, we saw Catching Fire the night before...SO MANY FEELS! AH! IT WAS AMAZEBALLS!)
 

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My lovely cousin Anne
 

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He's home! Welcome back Elder William Pittam! Peru lost an amazing missionary. 
Also, HE WAS SO TAN I ALMOST DIDN'T RECOGNIZE HIM! AH! 
 

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Finn and Kent, I just love watching the cousin's babies play
 
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Thanksgiving dinner in Kemmerer, WY
 

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Yeah, I'm not wearing makeup and didn't make any attempt to get ready for the dinner.  JD also looks tired.  I cooked all day with my mom, JD was at work all day.  Yeah, I show you pictures where we're clearly not all put together or looking our best.  It is because this is our real life.  We're not put together all the time, and that's just fine by me. 
 
Family is great, friends are fantastic and life is good.  On non-put together days and otherwise.