Wednesday, July 1, 2015


 Last night Chris was laying on the couch watching The Profit on Hulu.  A really good show if you like that sort of thing. Chris does.  Anyway, about ten minutes in, Chris leaned over and asked, “Are you blogging?”  I rolled my eyes when he continued, “make it short, I don’t like to read long paragraphs.”  Then I think he asked me to go get him a drink.  As the only person obligated to read this, I appreciate his feedback, but sometimes still want to smack him.  Marriage is  funny huh. 
Blogger Tricks

Tuesday, June 30, 2015


In college, on the first day of classes they review the syllabus and tell you everything you have to get done for the entire semester.  I’d go home and anxiously write everything down in my planner, not letting myself realize that there would be four months to do it all.  I liked getting a head start on everything, finishing school work well in advance to the due date.  This feeling instead of being good would be detrimental as I rarely enjoyed the journey; instead I was antsy about projects I knew full well I didn’t have the resources or knowledge to complete yet.   Today when I sat down at my computer at work I had the same first day of classes overwhelm.  So much to do, but not enough information to complete any of it, so there I sat and stewed.  Stewing is the worst form of torture don’t you think? 

P.S.  I haven’t thought about the word syllabus since the day I left college.  Is that even used in everyday vernacular? 

Friday, June 26, 2015

Do More...

I don't really get Youtube.  I mean I do, but I don't really.  The whole video thing hasn't been my thing and really still isn't.  Despite that, there is a video blog I'm obsessed with.  His name is Casey Nesitat.  Chris used to watch his video's before he started putting up a video everyday.  Now every night when Chris gets off work we sit down and watch.

Disclaimer- Sometimes he says bad words.

Click Here to go watch!

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Lunch Break...

For two and a half years I never took a lunch break at work.  I ate at my desk and continued working.  At the first of the year I decided I needed a break in the middle of the day.  I'm trying to be happier remember.  Even if it was a ten minute walk, and I started doing this by setting an alarm on my computer.  I now do this consistently about three times a week.  The rest of the time I'm usually in a lunch meeting.  A co-worker mentioned she heard about a study about lunch meetings.  If the menu is provided in advance the person always picks something healthy, like a salad.  If the person is presented with the lunch menu an hour before the meeting or the morning of the meeting, the person is more likely to pick the hamburger and fries.  Which is something to think about isn't it.  We make better decisions beforehand, something I think could apply to more than just one aspect of life.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015


I listened to a podcast this morning of Elder Bednar of the quorum of the twelve apostles.  Elder Bednar talked about Faith being an action word.  Obviously we've all heard that.  He related it to a dark hallway.  When we have faith in something we step into the dark, no matter what.  Realizing that the Lord will turn on the light for us to see.  This is one of the hardest aspects of the gospel for me, standing in the light is so much easier than stepping into it.  An old roommate and one of my best friends used to talk about something we refereed to as short term faith and long term faith.  We discussed how the big questions don't seem to bother us anymore, we don't necessarily struggle with long term faith.  At the time we were both moving in different directions and talking a lot about relationships that we were or weren't in at the time..  I am married now, she isn't but she will be someday.  The big things always come, its the small stuff that creates the big things.  It's the short term faith that's the bigger struggle and perhaps what matters more, what can I do today to have hope?  How can I step into the dark hallway this week and truly know without a shadow of a doubt the light will turn on?  My goal today is to find myself a dark hallway and step in.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015


Has anyone been listening to Serial, the Podcast?  I'm late to the party on this one, I get that.  It was only about two months a go that I jumped on the podcast band wagon.  It's the purple icon on your I-phone that you probably located in spot not visible from home screen.  This podcast is essentially a real life crime drama about a kid who supposedly killed his girlfriend in high school.  Go listen to it and then come back tell me you think he is innocent, because I do, at least sometimes I do.

P.S. If you know of any other good Podcasts please let me know!  I'm addicted!

Monday, June 22, 2015


I've written this post in my head a thousand times.  It's in regards to something I'm currently struggling with - being a working mom.  See the thing is I identify with feminism, I mean who can't on at least one aspect or another.  Yet day in and day out I try to manage both motherhood and work and it all just feels exhausting.  I've pin pointed my struggle to this - up until about three weeks a go Caldwell went to bed at 7:30 every night.  Since I usually get home about 4:30, I felt like I was only being a mom three hours a day and during those hours I also had to make dinner, run errands, and sometimes just collapse on the couch after work.  Even the thought of expanding our family made my heart sink.  An hour and a half each day, per kid isn't right.  It just isn't.  Both my mom and mother in law were working moms, they know my struggle, they hear my voice but I can't help but just keep thinking.  Why is this so hard for me?  As I've thought about this over and over I've come to the conclusion this ins't a feminist issue.  It's a consumption issue.  My grandmother who was a stay at home mom talks about how much she enjoyed being at home with her kids.  She didn't live in a fancy house, they made many of their own clothes and she managed a big garden that helped to feed all seven of her kids.  It was a simpler time, one where people simply lived on less, which is something I think it is worth spending more time focusing on rather than feminism.  That being said, the obvious conclusion didn't occur to me until almost 18 months after C was born - put him to bed later!

P.S.  I know this is a controversial topic, your input is welcome below.