Wednesday, August 24, 2011


This is the beginning of a new day. 
God has given me this day to use as I will.
I can waste it or use if for good.
What I do today is important, because
I'm exchanging  a day of my life for it.
When tomorrow comes,
this day will be gone forever,
leaving  something I have traded for it.
 I want it to be gain, not loss; good, not evil;
success, not failure; in order that I
shall not regret the price I paid for it.
Author unknown

This is a poem I grew up hearing. My Dad has this memorized and I have heard him repeat it many times. If I am not mistaken he memorized it when he was on his mission for our church to London, England. 

Yesterday I had to start all over on my eating healthy. I blew it really bad in Spain. Then when we got home on Monday I decided that since I would be renewing my healthy habits on Tuesday I might as well eat as much crap as I could fit in my belly before I went to bed that night. I finished off our bag of fun size snickers and I even made myself a creamy, drip off the spoon oreo cookie creation, which I ate in bed. A total dream. (I don't regret it.)

I was reminded of this poem because sometimes in life things seem hard and tasks seem endless. Countless times I feel like I might not ever accomplish something, or I might as well just "start tomorrow (and sometimes tomorrow never seems to come)." What's one more day of not getting to our goals and wishes for our ever shortening lives? Many times I even feel like there is no point in even starting something because I will never get to where I want to be... for example learning to play the piano. 
Well, it's a comfort knowing that each day means something and each day we CAN accomplish something. AND when we blow it... we have a fresh new start to course correct and make things right again. 

For the record (if I write it here, it's much more likely to happen) I have decided that for the rest of the pregnancy I will be eating healthy. One day each month, though, I get to eat treats. I get to eat treats at Londyn's birthday party (8/27), our Anni (9/11), Halloween (even though they don't celebrate it here), Thanksgiving and then I will be able to eat treats more often after the baby comes in December... like Christmas cookies, toffee, pies, ice cream... etc. You name it, and I will probably be making it and thus eating it. When I make the desserts, I get to eat them, which is why I don't make treats these days.

I know food has been on my mind a lot, but that's because I have been trying so hard to eat well that I AWLAYS want junk. So, sorry about the food talk. Lame, I know.

Some semi-inspiring pictures of sand castles we saw on our trip to Mallorca. I am not sure if I would want to build a sand castle and then sit there all day waiting for tips, but regardless these are pretty amazing! 

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