More than I can chew...

I've got the play, the Joseph Smith choir, Young Womens, Young Women's Camp, the play, wifely responsibilities, motherly responsibilities, and did I mention the play?  We're down to the wire with the play, which means that we have 3 hour rehearsals 4-6 times a week.  Don't get me wrong, I love all the things I'm doing this summer.  I just feel like I lack the organizational skills, the concentration, and the personal discipline to do everything and not half a** it all.  And on top of all that, I feel the need to get some personal time and end up reading until all hours of the morning.  I take full responsibility for that stupidity.  Anyway, I just wanted to update my blog with something for this week and I found a spare minute to do so(right before my arms fall off tonight). 


Hope everyone can make it to see Erin, Eric, Ben, Josh, Matt, and me in our play that we've put so much time, blood, sweat, and tears into to inspire people.

My Birthday

Birthdays, as most of you know by now, are pretty boring after 21.  There's no right of passage or anything 'sweet' that goes with turning 24, but I did have a good party at my parents house on Sunday.  My dad made my favorite dinner (pepper pot roast and mashed potatoes), I had my favorite ice cream (rocky road) with good cake (black forest cherry), I had wonderful company including a surprise visit from our dear family friends (Hoopers, yay!) who happened to be in town all the way from Mississippi, I had my first choir rehearsal with the orchestra which I had been anticipating all week, and good gifts from my loving family and husband, who also carried out the party nicely and let me visit with everyone at his own expense(Thanks so much, babe!).  It was really nice. 


And then Monday, my actual birth date, was normal and relaxing.  I got to sleep in-again because I have a sweet husband.  I got to enjoy the fits of my 2 year old without having to take care of most of them, and I got the dinner I wanted-provided by Casey :-).  I read my book, I visited with visiting teachers, and I got to snuggle with my hubby.  And on Thursday, my in-laws are taking me to an early dinner before rehearsal. 

Does my birthday rock or what?!  Not too shabby for turning 24.  Not shabby at all. :-D

Irritation

I'm quite bothered by something I'm sure I'm guilty of myself, so no one get too upset please.  I've noticed for a long time now the critical judgement of so many people in my life(like I said, including me sometimes I'm sure) from all places-church, family, friends, neighbors, listening to strangers talk in the check out line, etc.  Not necessarily of me mind you, but it leaves me feeling like they must say those same kinds of things about me.  I notice the hypocrisy in most of the judgment of others-These rules apply to you but it's different for me-and I've also noticed that all these people are critical of others' personal decisions that they themselves wouldn't want to be criticized for.  Confused yet? Me too.  For instance-A certain person I know may have been critical and judgmental about her relative's decisions to get pregnant.  She didn't approve that they wanted to be prego at the same time.  She didn't approve of their financial standing or their standings in their marriage, and she was even critical that they suggested she join in the fun for a triple pregnancy.  Would a simple "no, we don't want a baby right now but thanks for the idea" not have been sufficient?  Would she appreciate other people thinking they know best when is and when is not the best time for HER to have a baby.  Let me tell you, she would not have been tolerant of such opinions.  So here I sit, wondering if the whole world is passing judgement on all my decisions that are clearly not their call to make and wondering if my being critical of such people...is hypocritical.  Confused yet?  Good! Me too.