Playing catch up. or road tripping. or deep thoughts

Seriously, it's August?
This means it is going to be 110 degrees at my house today.
This also means the little crazy people we like to call "our boys" around here will be inside this afternoon because it's too.dang.hot. to be outside. Unless they're swimming.

So, I was thinking about all of the things I should have been writing about these past couple weeks, but somehow I've been remiss in my blogging. I've started working out hard core {4 inches gone off my hips and waist, boo-yah!}, I've begun learning how to meditate {amazing stuff} and we've gone on a road trip {14 hours each way. I am superwoman}. I was stressing {apparently one of my favorite past times} about how to fit all of this in on my blog and make it fun and interesting and readable and all that stuff when I had this thought:

It's not about playing catch-up.

Deep right?!?!?!
Well, I thought it was.

So, instead of playing catch-up with you, I'll just share some of my favorite pictures from our trip.
{What's this trip I speak of? Driving from central California to Washington to visit beloved friends and family. We left on a Monday morning at 2am, arrived on a Tuesday afternoon around 1pm and drove back that Friday night at 10pm, arriving the very next day...which was Saturday if you're able to keep up with my ramblings, at 1pm. Long trip. Great trip. Loved it. Would take a road trip with my crazy family again any day}

I LOVE this! The classic "let's try to take a cute picture.....but wait! a duck!!"

Once again, love this. There was no duck involved in these pictures though.

This picture just says "joy" to me

Saw this iconic sign, grabbed hubs by the shoulder and said: "look! Grey's Anatomy!" Ridiculous, I know.

On our way to the zoo. Elliot is holding hands with his cousin Chloe while she sits in her stroller. So adorable..

Camel Ride!!

Happy happy happy.

 So, there's the extent of my catch-up.
And I'll leave you with this very pertinent thought:

"In rivers, that which you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes. So it is with present time."
—Leonardo da Vinci

 
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My best me promise

The hubs came home from work one day with a bag full of random things that said "My best ME promise." If I remember correctly, ME is supposed to stand for something....I just don't remember what that was.....

Anyway, one of the things in the bag was a magnetic frame, so obviously I stuck it on my fridge and it frames a silly picture that was taken of me and the hubs when I was pregnant with our #2 not-so-little man.

I don't know why, but this morning I was walking around thinking to myself "what is my best me promise?"

I've decided, the best thing I can promise myself is to not put pressure on myself. I am my own worst critic and I pressure myself way to much to do things better/faster/stronger/whatever. While looking through some new blogs this morning, I found this quote:

"A Pint can't hold a quart-if it holds a pint it is doing all that can be expected of it."
--Margaret Deland 

Isn't that a great quote! (Thanks to this blog for the quote!)

My best me promise? Less pressure, more love.

The end.

How about you? 

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What really matters. No, really really.

"Be Yourself. Who else is better qualified"

Frank J. Giblin II

Tension is who you think you should be,

Relaxation is who you are.

Chinese Proverb

I've had this huge epiphany this week in regards to who I am.

I am one of the millions of women who doesn't like the way she looks on the outside. I am constantly thinking about what I'm eating and how it is going to affect the scale...which I look at way.too.much. You will often find me having impromptu ridiculously crazy dance parties with my boys in order to burn a few calories. If you have a long conversation with me and body image or weight doesn't come up at some point, consider yourself one of the few.

I am also one of the millions of women who recognizes that there is a higher power, that there is a God, that there is life after death, that this time on earth is nothing in comparison to eternity.

So my epiphany? That all of this ridiculous vain worry about how big my butt looks in my jeans or the roll on my stomach when I sit down or the extra chin that shows up in many pictures is just that....ridiculous. Why? Because in the GIGANTIC scheme of things, none of it really matters. 

What matters is that I have strong arms to pick up my children.

That I have good eyesight to see the many many wonders of this life.

That I have good strong sturdy legs to carry me from place to place.

That I have these great chubby fingers and hands to cook and clean and play.

That all of these things hold something even more important, my soul. My beautiful soul.

And no matter how I look on the outside, what is on the inside is what really really matters. 

Thanks for reading about my epiphany (that I've had several times but always seem to forget I had it) Have a great Friday!