Some wisdom...too bad I didn't think of it....

This is me.

As you can tell, I am not thin. Not by any stretch of the imagination.

I could say I'm not fat, I am just under-tall.
Well, that could be a couple of inches (feet) of the problem, if I was 7'3" I'd probably look just fine.
5'2" isn't cutting it.

I could say that it is all a metabolism problem.
It's not, it's a chocolate and second helpings problem.




I could blame it all on my children.
I could and would probably get away with it, if my youngest was one.
He's not, he's 13.

Maybe it's all the stress in my life.
I really could get away with that, I'm sure.
Why can't I be one of those who don't eat when stressed?
I feel ripped off on that one.

I have read two ultra fabulous blogs on this very subject in the past two days.
I share them with you, wish I was this grown-up and mature.
I will try to adopt the vision of these two, very wise women.
Read their wisdom HERE and HERE.

I need to rethink how I look at myself.
I need to appreciate myself and be able to poke fun if need be,
in an unapologetic way.
I need to be comfortable in the skin that I have created for myself.
I need to be proud of all I have accomplished
and it has NOTHING to do with my size, or lack of size.

I need to celebrate that I have a wonderful bunch of kids,
I do good things every day for people.
I am compassionate, I love to give service.
I am a good and loyal friend.
I am pretty wonderful.... darn it.
And it has nothing to do with my size.

Now, this isn't to say I shouldn't try a little harder,
eat healthier, just say no to calories
Get my ample end out walking every day...
I'd probably feel better.
But I don't want my life to be defined by my size.
I want to be defined by how I live my life each day.
Happy and content, no matter what the scale says.

At least I have good hair and a cute grandson.

Sweet Sixteen!

Today my Jeff is 16...how in the world did that happen?

Really, its seems like last week this energetic, happy go lucky, everyone loves him child entered our lives. He came into the world a whopping 5 lbs 4 oz and now is our tallest and biggest child. In every way. His personality is big, his voice is big, his love for life is HUGE!

I've posted this before, but it's so cute, I had to re-post it...

For Jeff's birthday we took him to Mecca.....

Most people call it AT & T park, home of the San Francisco Giants," THE best team in all sports" (guess he forgets their record for the past few years...) Jeff told me that other than the Oakland Temple, this is the most sacred place in the whole bay area. Here, in the Dugout store Jeff added to his already rather large Giants T-shirt collection. His goal? To have a shirt for every day of the month. We already have 2+ weeks covered. Makes shopping for him easy!! Opening day is only 18 days away. Lucky us. They play 162 games a year and EVERY one of them will be broadcast in our home. You wish you were me don't you?

We had a surprise party for Jeff this year. Lauren went and picked him up from Volleyball practice and brought him to the bowling alley. He came in and saw a bunch of his friends there and got sad because they were all having fun and didn't invite him. :( I told him to just ignore them and have fun. Go get your shoes and go to lane #7...he walked up and they yelled surprise! He was thrilled, didn't have a clue. (score one for mom!)

Look who came to the party!!!!

The kids bowled, (Jeff got 5 strikes in a row!! wowza) came back to the house and got "glow" stick necklaces and bracelets and went to our local park and played night games. The kids that came are all amazing kids, love them all. They are so nice, polite, funny, can't say enough good about them! It's 12:30 am and now they are hysterically watching "Mean Girls". I'm tired, they need to go home. :)

Oh, at Youth Conference this weekend he was in a dating workshop with 149 other kids, at the end of the activity the speaker told them to reach under their seats, one had a flag. Jeff got the flag and the prize!! 2 movie tickets to take someone on a date...

He's 16.

That means dating, school dances, driving (a mixed bag of emotions there...), wonder who he is going to use those two tickets on?

Oh Lord help me...here we go again.

Happy Birthday Jeff! We love you and can't wait to see what the next few years have in store for you!

Oh, and go Giants!