frazzled & frumpy

I've felt a bit like a toddler this week. Taking a few steps, then falling on my hiney, then doing it all over again. It's exhausting and I'm still trying to get my balance. On a bright note, I can report that my tear ducts are in perfect working order. This is the reminder I needed- Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, 'I will try again tomorrow.' -Mary Ann Radmacher

I am not always kind. Have you ever noticed, when someone dies in a horrific way,  and they interview their friend/loved one on TV, what they always say? "He was the kindest person."  "She was so sweet, always a friend, always smiling." Apparently, only the good do die young, or at all. So, I'm thinking I have a long life ahead of me. Because, I'm not always kind. And, I don't always smile. And, sometimes, I think I'm a really crappy friend. (Also, I've become a crappy blogger.) BUT, there is one thing I think I do well when it comes to other people. I am an awesome complimenter. I think the reason is that I know how it feels to be complimented. It feels fabulous.    Seriously, if you're having one of those days-- when your hair didn't go right, and you're bloated so the only thing that fits is sweats, and you forgot eyeliner-- and someone says something like, "I love your hair."  Or, "You have such a n...

It's the new year. Yay. I made it through the Christmas break and my kids are back in school. Since we've begun a new year, I've been taking stock of my life. (Do people still say 'taking stock'? It makes me feel hillbilly-ish.) Anyway, I thought it would be a good thing. *I've only had to write '2014' twice and I'm happy to say, I got it right both times. Go me. *I started with my new Primary class at church. I teach the 9 year-olds. It went pretty well. Of course, they're nine, so if I mess up and teach them false doctrine, they won't know it for years. (But, I don't. Teach false doctrine. Don't tell my bishop I said anything about false doctrine, k?) *I didn't make any resolutions. I decided, why bother? Instead, I overate, overslept, and laid around in my pj's for a week. I figure I've broken any and all resolutions I made for the past ten years and now I can relax and enjoy my life. *I haven't made a ...