More flowers..surprise surprise

Can you tell I like flowers?

They make me SOOO happy.

I arrange them in various containers all over my house.

Small ones.

Big ones.

Round ones, square ones.

One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish.

It's late...can you tell? 1 AM is a lonely hour by the way.

You.Complete.Me.

Ode to a pudding cup.

Ode to a Milkshake

I thought I knew love.

Then I found you.

All 360 calories of your cookies and creamy goodness.

The pudding in the fridge goes untouched.

You. Complete. Me.

"Baby Steppin' down the stairs, baby steppin' down the stairs...is this a beautiful day or what?"

{10 points if you can name that movie.}

I've been pretty sick lately (PS: I'm not pregnant for those of you who automatically assume that anytime someone who has been married for more than a minute says they "don't feel good.") and my goal for the next few months is to take everything at a "baby step" pace. I tell myself if I shower before 2pm I'm doing good. If I eat something before 3pm I'm ahead of the game. I take breaks when I make the bed. I sit down while I brush my teeth. I try to go to one store once a week just so I can walk around and remember that civilization does exist. (I should really stop doing that...I've spent WAY too much money this month because of this "great idea.") Anyways, my point is, there is really something to Dr. Leo Marvin's theory...Baby Steps really help me get through the day. :)

Random picture alert:

I think I will go find fresh flowers today that have been neglected/discounted after Valentine's Day. And then I will arrange them in various containers throughout my 500 sq/ft apartment and commence with taking more pictures.

Persistence

Did you know that tulips continue to grow after they've been cut? That they grow toward the light?

If you turn the vase away from the light, within a few hours every single blossom will have managed to make an "about face" and seek the sunshine.

There are a lot of things we can learn from tulips.

Two right answers.

Sometimes life is hard. Actually, most of the time life is hard. It seems like the good moments are sprinkled in between everything else as evidence that God is there and that he loves us.

A few weeks ago our Bishop came into Relief Society and held a Q&A session. I timidly raised my hand (I hate talking in church, even if it's just Sunday school!) and asked the following question: "How do you receive revelation if something is right or not if you don't have any options in front of you?" 

Let me give you some background...I was referring to our recent quandary of where to live after grad school/what to do as far as jobs/family/photography/etc. It seems like when we usually have to make a decision we have two or three options in our head, choose the one we think is right, and then pray about it. But what do you do when you have nothing in front of you? There are endless possibilities! We could live anywhere, do anything... get my drift? It's a pretty intimidating situation, especially for someone who has a breakdown trying to decide what to eat for dinner. Seriously.

Bishop gave a nice answer; he highlighted the fact that doors will open and if we are faithful opportunities will come. It was a great answer and wonderful insight, but it didn't give me the peace I needed.

Then came Morgan. And his infinite wisdom and honesty.

Today I told him that I had been praying about something and both choices gave me that warm and fuzzy feeling. I felt a confirmation that both choices were good.

"How is that possible?" I asked him.

He smiled and so wisely stated, "Maybe that's Heavenly Father's way of telling you that both choices are good and both would give you happiness."

*stunned silence*

Why didn't I think of that? It was like someone knocked me over the head with a frying pan. You know, those big cast iron ones from the vintage Mickey Mouse cartoons.

And that was it. Two right answers. 

Ode to a Pudding Cup

Oh Pudding.

My chocolate-y pudding.

When all else fails, you are there.

Waiting in the curtains...

to save the damsel in distress.

With your chocolate-y-ness.

You are the best.

Playtime at Sugarhouse Park.

Morgan has a cheeeeeesey smile. But I kinda like it. :)

Look, it's Pippy Longstocking!

Morgan took this picture...pretty good eh?

I was going for the "artistic leaf in the snow" shot and I almost fell in the freezing river.

I always get so excited when I spot a bit of color during the winter. Even if it's a shriveled berry!

Another one of Morgan's shots! Look at that focus!

Pretty skies.

I felt like I was five years old again saying, "Mommy look at me go down the slide!" Morgan was a trooper and documented the whole thing...

...so then I suggested he do one of his dangerous flip-off-the-swing tricks. He's so talented. :)