Be Nice.

To quote my parents:

"If you can't say something NICE

then don't say anything at all."

So today I'll just leave it at that.

Motionless

Today I'm kinda just 

"Going through the Motions"

I can't pinpoint why.

But apparently

it's obvious because

The Lifeguard

called to see if I needed

rescuing. 

I told him I loved him.

and then I re-read the

Valentine

he gave me yesterday.

I drove Dill to school.

I know we only live like

20 steps

away but I always drive him

because it makes

me WAKE UP!

Then I prayed

... yes, still in my car.

I always pray there

in the morning.

Why waste the heated seats?

Then I showered followed

by putting on my

"old woman robe". 

Some people think it's pathetic

but I LOVE it! 

I requested it for a gift

and it's divine.

Don't judge me.

After zipping up

"old woman",

I had my breakfast. 

I expect the sugar crash

to hit about 3:00 pm because

I had the same thing for

snack-time and lunch.

After breakfast I put on my

make-up but only half way,

leaving on the splotches. 

I don't care.

Then I did my hair with my new blow dryer. 

which is RED and I love. 

But my hair hates it...

it leaves one side under

and one side flipping.

Then I shaved my

fingers and toes. 

Am I the only one doing this? 

I thought about

painting the toenails

then I said "naw"...

out loud.

However, I'm not sure if it was

actually out loud or not

because there are

voices in my head saying...

"Go back to bed! 

It's warm there.

It's comfy there.

Go... Go... Go!"

I'm not going but

I would if

the Life Guard was here

to watch some

chick flick with me,

 like The Proposal. 

I love that movie, don't you?

TANGENT KRISTA!!  Get off the tangent! 

Okay!  Okay!

Anyway, I'm not going to bed.

I did a little laundry

but I haven't folded it yet

cause then I have to

put it away

and that's the worst part.

Speaking of laundry...

 I bought Jeff and I some

new whites. 

I thought to myself,

 "Our boys get new unders every school year. 

Why are the adults on a

5 year rotation plan?" 

I probably shouldn't have shared that.

Then I shined some

mirrors.

It was a random job.

Hummm...

wonder what MOVED

me to do it.

In case you were wondering,

I did not and

will not weigh myself.

PLEEEEZE!

I may be motionless

 but I'm not INSANE!

Because not only,

did I have that above mentioned "breakfast"

my mom dropped these by ...

Would I then be nutty enough to ask

"Should step on the scales?"

Definitely NOT!

Then I read.

The Lord sent me

a message.

I'm listening.

Then I read

my Valentine

again

and smiled

AGAIN.

And so you know,

don't think Valentines

(or singles awareness day)

means you have to spend

an arm and a leg...

my envelope is

PRICELESS.

Speaking of priceless...

Someone mentioned me in

one of their blog posts.

I'm SMILING

again thinking about it.

Okay... Okay...

Get OFF the tangent.

I hear you yelling!

I'm going!

Now friends, don't call me!

I'm not depressed!

I'm taking a time out.

I'm living motionless.

After all, I deserve to be

because yesterday I did

the stupidest thing EVER!

I gave FROZEN lemonade

for Valentines.

Do you know what that means?

NO PREP TIME!

You have to wrap a few ... and deliver.

Wrap a few more ... and deliver.

Wrap a few more ... get the idea?

And do you have any idea

how many

neices and nephews

there are? 

TOO MANY

to be giving

a frozen Valentine to!

And because of that,

there was no steak dinner

by candlelight!

It was Casa Del Ray,

which made Jeff sick

and I felt bad for him.

And now I feel even worse

because he loves

his sister's sugar cookies

and now there's only

ONE left

due to my

breakfast and lunch.

Heck, no wonder I'm

motionless.

Maybe I'll just stay that way.

Maybe I'll sit in the chair.

Maybe I'll grab a blankie.

Maybe I'll read a book.

But really...

 what will I read?

I just finished

The Hunger Games

and can anything really beat that?

Or maybe...

I'll make some 

cookies

and fold the

laundry

and finish my

make-up!

Or maybe...

I'll listen to those voices in my head

"Go!  Go!  Go!"

My Dentist is 17.

Today I went to the

DENTIST

I walked in the office to find that he is just a

TEENAGER

You don't believe me?

Well, I have the pictures to prove it!

See...
 Dr. Allred is only
17 years old.

He plays baseball at

Grantsville High.

I saw him play like, just yesterday.

If you don't believe me,

Tyson can vouch for it

because that's him

in the picture too.

If you need further proof...

Dillon was there too.

He had a nice toasty bath

before we left for the game.

And really,

those eyes don't lie!

So what the heck?!

Since when can 17 year old kids practice dentistry?

And since when is it legal to let

these 2 little boys into 

dental and eye school?

Can't the world see all they
really care about is cheering for
Karl Malone?

Speaking of, maybe I'll watch
Stockton & Malone tonight while
I rock that baby with the big eyes

or...

 does that baby have
GHS baseball practice?

I forget!

(Have I mentioned I'm 40?)

But seriously,
Thanks
Bubba
for a great and
painless dental visit.

Do NOT comment!

I used to have this flashy blinkie on my blog...

but, by my own conscience, I had to remove it.

It was a sad day because

COMMENTS

really do make me
most happy.

But alas,  I had to take

a hard look in the mirror.

(frightening, I know)

That was when I realized
I was asking to

RECEIVE something

I don't GIVE.

Every, single day I check YOUR blog

and do I ever leave a comment?

It's not that I don't enjoy...

It's not that I don't laugh...

It's not that I don't  relate...

It's not that I don't love U...

It's just that...

GEESH!  I don't even get why.
but apparently Blogger "gets it".

Look at the bottom of this post and see

what they invented for our lazy bones.

• No need to think up a comment.
• No need to make sure your spelling is correct.
• No need to do anything.
• Just click what reaction
  fits you best

"LOL!" ... "Thanks!" ... "Love Ya!"

So there you go, it's easier than looking in the mirror!

If you want to know how I set up this handy-dandy tool, leave me a comment because afterall ...

Lessons

Tyson is giving

HITTING LESSONS

$15/hr.

If you're interested

call or text him

(435) 840-3920.

He'll work around your family's schedule
and is willing to pick up/drop the boys if needed.

The things you don't say ...

to your WIFE!

Jeff and I needed a good laugh.
Mark sent one over.
Laugh with us, it's so good for the soul!
Thanks Mark!

The things you learn when...

you FOCUS!

Since Christmas I've had a hard time focusing.

Everyone has told me it's the weather.

However, my family doesn't care about the weather.

They just want to stop going to school naked and

having to gnaw on the furniture to avoid starvation!
(OK, so I exaggerated! But you get the idea)

In light of that,
my only focus today was to...

I was surprised with all the things
I learned...

White clothes love hot water.






If you stop to help someone, the Lord gives you more time.







It was a dang woman who brought on the demise of the Jaredites. (Ether 8:17)







Always look closely in the mirror before leaving the house.





Hildi's is closed today because Hildi went to the Trade Show.






I should drop by my dad's office more often.





The Dry Cleaner knows my name but I don't know hers.








You can purchase an empty honey bear.








Everyone in the world fills their prescriptions where I do.





Everyone in the world seems to have a prescription to fill.







May favorite treat is still available to purchase.







Everything is smaller but, oddly, more expensive.








It is fun to chat with someone who obviously knows you, but whom you have no idea who they are.





Candy by the cash register is punishment for everyone.





People who've been in love for over 50 years are the sweetest to each other.





The shopping cart corrals are few and far between.






Wild and scary animals live in the fields next to the road.








Mom likes it when I call.







Teenagers aren't interested if you didn't look in the mirror and went shopping with
no make-up on.







Church basketball is the most violent sport ever played.

So, my FOCUS experiment turned out.
The whites are white.
The children are fed.
The deep fryer is returned to it's deep, dark hiding place.
***Note: Leaving the deep fryer on the counter for 5 days

does NOT lead to a healthy heart or smaller pants!

I'll leave you with
the most beautiful thing I learned while
"Focusing on Focusing "
...............
Sunshine is good

for the Soul!!