Sometimes I forget

Do you ever have those days where you forget to be grateful that you are alive and well? I'm really struggling lately to be thankful that I have a heart that pumps blood through my body, legs that get me where I need to go and feet that are large enough to carry around my 5'9" inch frame.

Admittedly, I'm having body image issues as of late.

Recently I had lost a nice bit of weight and had been going to the gym on a very regular basis. I was getting to know my muscles again and I even said hello to my waist line. I was feeling very, very good in my own skin.

The last couple of months the weight has begun to creep back on and my muscles are disappearing under that nice layer of fat nature provides to keep us warm in the winter. The only thing is that it's summer and 95 degrees. No need for that extra layer of fat. Thanks Mother Nature, I owe you one.

Okay, so I can't blame mother nature or my genetic make-up. And in comparison to someone who is overweight, I'm relatively thin. Compared to Kate Moss, I'm a whale. Compared to Kate Moss, who isn't a whale, right?

On Regina Spektors' newest album, Far (which I love and highly recommend), there is a song called Folding Chair. In it she says, "I have a perfect body. But sometimes I forget. I have a perfect body 'cause my eyelashes catch my sweat."

I'm trying to remember that even though I may not look like Kate Moss (and really, do I want to?) my body is healthy and strong and I can get back on track. No need to kick myself while I'm down. Now, what was my gym membership number? And where is my exercise schedule?

Something to think about

I came accross this blog post today and it really made a lot of sense to me. I wanted to share it with everyone here.

4th of July

I hope everyone had a really great day celebrating our nations' independence from the British Crown. Did you all celebrate by shouting out, "Down with the British!" as you lit your fireworks? We did.

In addition we went to a parade and carnival in the town where I grew up. My daughter rode her bike and Thom recorded it all on his handy, dandy camera.

Lo getting ready for the parade to start.

Lo and Kia after riding their bikes.

Thom recording it all.

A beautiful sunflower on the parade route.

Lo getting a hair wrap at the carnival.

4th of July Parade from Thom Rockwell on Vimeo.

I hope you all are enjoying your summer.

Hosting the Class Pet

As of yesterday we are officially hosting the class pet for the month of July. I bet you are all dying to know what kind of pet it is, right?

Well, his name is Dragon. Any ideas? Okay, I'll tell. He is a Bearded Dragon. And he is the cutest thing you've ever seen.

Seriously. He is so sweet. We fell in love with him right away. Lo can't keep her hands off of him. I think he may die of a heart attack before the end of the month.

Stay tuned

My daughter is riding her bicycle in the fourth of July parade on Saturday.

Stay tuned for the details, including photos.

A little explanation

I know that my last post made it seem like I don't enjoy living in Utah and that I'm intolerant to the beliefs of others.

For the record, I love living in Utah. It really is a great state with a lot of opportunities.

I am very tolerant of others. Even when I disagree, I typically keep my opinions to myself. I'm of the belief that I'm probably not going to change your mind and you are likely not going to change mine so let's agree to disagree. I don't know if that is a function of my tolerance or a side effect of my shyness. I typically don't point out wacky beliefs (or my perception that others beliefs are wacky). Usually my dialogue is internal, in this regard, and I don't publicly point out the faults of others.

So to the thousands of people who read my last post and were offended, I'm not sorry that I have this view. However, perhaps I should have been a little more sensitive when voicing my opinion. I will keep that in mind for next time.

Oh, Happy Day.