Sunday, January 23, 2011

On Friday, I had a very strange desire to paint. Mind you, I don't paint. Never have.

But I couldn't get rid of the urge to. So I dug out some acrylic paint I've had in hiding for months, and got a few canvases.

If anybody knows anything about me, it's that I love all things cupcake. So I decided to start there. Here is what I came up with:

(in case you can't tell, that's a moustache.)

Not awesome or anything, I know, but it was fun. I didn't want to stop there though. So I got out my brand new pair of Toms. I love my Toms. But lately I've been feeling like too many people have them, and I don't like to be conformist. So, I fixed that problem, and painted my Toms.

Tada! Brand new, zebra striped unique shoes. I love them.

Looks like I have a new hobby.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

I'm a full time office assistant.
A part time hair stylist.
A Sunday School teacher.
A roadshow pianist.
A Relief Society pianist.
A wife.
A daughter.
A friend.
A baby-kisser.
A house keeper. (sometimes.)
A lover of music.
A wannabe crafter.
A church goer.
A talker. (and a funny one at that.)
I ask myself, how do I have time for all of these things? Where's my 'me' time?
Then, I realize that doing all of the things that keep me running from literally sun-up to sun-down is my 'me' time. I wouldn't feel like me if I didn't serve others, go out of my way to go see my neice, sing a song, call my mom, text a friend, cut some hair, and all the way through, smile, whether I mean it or not.
And I'm happy that that is who I am. That no matter how hard my life may be (and is), I can pick myself up in the morning, and start running, flashing my not-so pearly whites.
Do I complain? YES. (just ask my husband.) But at the end of the day, I am grateful for this busy life that completes me.

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing it's best, night and day, to make you somebody else is to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; never stop fighting.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

So, before I got this second job, I was only renting a station at my salon. If you know anything about renting, you know it means you only work if you have clients.

And don't get me wrong, I do. (I mean, I'm freaking amazing.)
I just worked a lot less hours than I did before.
So I started crafting headbands, because I wanted to be cool like everybody else and their dog that makes them.

Actually, what really happened was that my best friend in UT decided that I needed a hobby, and made me pick one that we could work on together, then Skype about.
Since I needed new hair accessories, this came to mind.
Now I'm hooked.

Now, mind you, I know they're nothing specially, and lets be honest, the pictures of them suck, but here are a select few of the ones I've made.

Headbands make me so happy.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

I feel like I've been going non-stop for the past month.

I got a second job, working 7:30-4, which I love. I'm doing reception work at The Doormill, a door and window retailer in Chandler. Then on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, if I have clients, I go to the salon. I also just got called to be a Sunday School teacher, am playing the piano for the ward roadshow, and seem to always have 50 other things on my plate.

And I'm not complaining. I love being busy. In fact, I'd say I thrive on being busy. I have less time to think, less time to find reasons to be unhappy.

But, I also have less (no) time to work out, less motivation to eat healthy, and a growing addiction to Dr. Pepper.

So I found something that I'm really excited about! The Biggest Loser Club.

$3 a week for 3 months. Which when you think about it, is the amount I spend on Dr. Pepper a week. My bank account won't miss it. 3 free Biggest Loser books. A meal plan to follow every day, with recipes and a shopping list. AND a work-out plan to follow, which is claimed to be simple for at home or at the gym.

My best friend (pictured below) is getting married Labor Day weekend. I haven't seen him in over a year and a half, and have never met his fiance. And busy or not, I will be 20 pounds less by then.

Wish me luck!

Saturday, January 1, 2011

So this is the new year...

And I don't feel any different.

Yes, new blog. Although, I can't figure out how to make it not look messed up. Thanks, blogger, for becoming so confusing.

I go back and forth with having a blog. I'm so easily influenced by those around me. I know people (and by people, I may or may not mean my husband) that think blogs are lame. So I delete it. Then I remember that I love to write..I love to be nostalgic..whether people read or not, and I resurrect it. Back and forth, back and forth.

But, here I am. I don't believe in New Year's resolutions. If I'm going to resolve to do something, it will be because I feel deep down in my soul that I want and need it. But not because of the change of a calendar year.

However, with that being said, I'm resolving to do what I want. Not just because it's the start of a new year. But because I'm sick of living my life the way other people expect me to. I love to make other people happy, but guess what? My happiness matters too.

And although it's a tiny step in becoming who I really am, deep inside...

I'm starting a blog. And I'm not going to delete it.

So suck on that, blog haters.