The Law of Conservation of Hair

According to an acquaintance of mine, hair cannot be created or destroyed. Therefore, according to him, when a man appears to start losing his hair, it's not that he's really losing it; it just starts growing in other places on his body. So glad I told you, huh?

Messing Up

I knew I wasn't writing everyday, but I'm surprised to see that Monday is the last time I posted. So, last night the boy called me on being selfish. He was right, but, ouch! it kind of stings, eh? One of the things I get so tired of in regards to being mortal is not being perfect. I want to be good and treat people well and make them feel loved and happy, but I certainly fall a good deal short. It stinks knowing you've messed up, and there's nothing you can do to remove what you've done or not done. All you can do is apologize and try to not make the same error again. But you might. And even if you don't, there are plenty of others to make. I guess we're all in it together, though, and maybe if we can remember that, we can cut others some slack for not being perfect, either.

Reminders

I have been so blessed to not have to deal with too much anxiety for quite awhile that I'm afraid that it might be coming back a bit to remind me that it's not leaving my life for good, like I would like it to. Relationships (not just the boy/girl variety) just seem to have so much potential for driving me nuts - crazy, I know (in more ways than one - chuckle, chuckle). Anyhow, I have a strategy that has to do with some things I thought about yesterday, as well as what I learned during that broadcast last night, and I'm attempting to try it out - I think it just might really help. Not to mention I got on the elliptical today - for not long enough, but I'm glad that I did it even if it was for just a short time; it's good to try to help out with the serotonin issue, you know?

Totally unrelated, but oh-so-important - Happy Birthday, Katy!! I hope it's been a blast!

Give the Lord Equal Time

"Always give the Lord equal time." Tonight there was a broadcast from BYU to the 18-30 year olds. Elder Ballard, an apostle, addressed us, and one of the points that sticks out to me is giving the Lord time in my life. There are so many things that can distract me if I let them - things that aren't even bad. It's just that the Lord is more important - most important, right? - and He will guide me to the most joy that I can have if I will let Him. I definitely feel like I need guidance in my life, and I've been slacking spiritually for quite awhile now, so I'm really grateful for that counsel, and I plan to start implementing it tonight. If I remember, I will link to Elder Ballard's address soon.

Even Though I Lost

Well, I lost Nablopomo already this year because I was out too late with the boy last night - I think that is an okay reason to lose, though, so I can't be too upset about it. My emotions have been rollercoaster-ing lately, and I was afraid something awful was going to happen last night, but instead I had a nice evening full of T-bone steak and freshly made limeade, dancing - including to So She Dances (a few of you might know how I feel about that) - and games with fun people. I'm SO very glad the day ended the way it did.

Self Discipline

This morning I talked to my mom about my lack of self-discipline. I believe that we are all on this earth to make decisions and to learn how to make the right decisions. I am so complacent so often, though; I don't exercise that freedom I have to do the things that I know will bring me the greatest happiness and peace. How annoying! How can I possibly live with myself when I know what I should be doing, and I'm not doing it? I wrote down a schedule for myself - I think it was last week - to try to get the things done that I needed to, but I didn't even follow it. I ought to be able to get myself to do the things I need to, but for some reason it seems easier to try to get other people to get things done, rather than myself.

Election Results

To my fellow Americans, I have to say that although I am mostly glad with the results of elections, I am still disappointed in how many of you haven't come to my side of the line. I'm glad that the conservatives took the House, but how could the liberals still hold the Senate? Huh? I don't understand. Not to say that I am glad about all of the Republicans in office, either. I had a hard time voting for my Republican incumbent senator. Why he was voted for in the primaries is beyond me. Why several incumbents were reelected is beyond me.
Still, I think this election is a step in the right direction, and I feel hope for America. I believe that my confidence in its people is higher than it was before. I just hope we can keep our momentum because there's still a lot that needs to be done, and its going to take longer than the next couple of years.

Voting Day

Guess what? I just voted! Did you vote? If you didn't, I hope you feel guilty enough that you make it happen next time. However, that being said, I'm not much better. I did vote, but I didn't do my homework, so I was woefully uninformed, and I didn't vote in every category. So - I myself feel guilty because I voted pretty much down party lines - which, as my dad pointed out, might not be so bad this time around, but one ought to know who one is voting for. As far as the props went, I called my brother-in-law and got his opinion, and then I called my folks. My little brother helped me on one of the local propositions; the other ones I didn't vote on. For shame! May I be informed and more active next time. It's such a wonderful freedom we have - we should all be active participants in our government.

The Five Senses

Tonight it has occurred to me how much I love the five senses, and I find myself wondering which ones you appreciate the most. Which is/are your favorite(s)? Is there one that doesn't seem to matter as much to you? - Although, if it was taken away, I bet you'd miss it. When the boy left tonight, I told him that I learned that if he holds me long enough, I get some of his cologne on me, which I love continuing to smell after he's gone - I love that smell! And then I thought about how I love smelling flowers - roses, in particular, but blooming flowers/trees are so amazing to smell! So, I really love the sense of smell.
My love language is touch, I think, so then I thought about that and how I love touch. I feel the most loved/validated/cared for when I am touched. It means that somebody actually cares about me enough to be close. I also love how different things feel - like rose petals.
Sight is another great sense. There's nothing like a beautiful sunset or lightning storm or tree-filled valley/mountainside or changing fall colors or a peaceful ocean. I love being able to see those things.
Sound it totally important to me. Just this weekend I played a song that is really beautiful to me on the piano. Music can be totally inspiring, and when I hear something full of beauty, it's not uncommon for me to cry.
Taste is the one that I maybe appreciate the least - and yet, there's nothing like biting into a rare, juicy steak, is there? Or a truffle? Cheesecake? Okay, so I like this one, too.
I'm so glad that God has blessed us with these senses that make life so much richer.