Beware the Me-Monster.

What is the deal with this whole pride business? And i don't mean just the being-proud-of something, thing. I mean the I'm-better-than-you, or better-at-this-that-you, prideful, crap. And one-upping? It's just nonsense. Not that I'm saying I'm better than anyone like this by any means. I'm just as lowly and guilty as the rest of you. I can be bad. Because...I'm always right. Or so it appears in my head. And I hate it. Tyson and I have been learning how to adjust quite a bit to eachothers similar personalities. It has been a real learning experience. For a while we were struggling with one-upping. I knew more than he did, and he knew more than I did, and back and forth until feelings were hurt and someone was offended.

But, all because of my wonderful, sweet husband, things have done a 180 for the good this week. He is so sweet and as he avoids arguments and lets me win, or holds his tongue, I realize how much I love him and I end up trying harder as well. When he is loving I am able to be loving, and vice versa. It seems so obvious and simple, but just like most things, it can be harder done than said. When I come home and the house is clean, laundry done, dishes washed, I actually want to go to the gym and visit him and workout, rather than coming home and sulking about how much I have to do and how tired I am. It's so wonderful. The only one-upping we've done in the last few days is who loves the other more. (I do.) How pointless and destructive is pride? Beware the Me-Monster. Beware.
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My dear friend, Spring.

I can smell Spring. I can feel it in my fingertips and on my face. I can taste the freshness in my mouth when I breathe in. I can sense it standing back in the shadows like you can sense someone's eyes upon your face. I can sense it....but it's not quite here. It was beginning to turn so beautiful. Spring break was gorgeous. 60's all week. And now, it's frigid again. It's blustery. We're expecting snow and rain for the rest of the week.  It's slightly depressing. I was just starting to pull out and dust off my sandals and tee-shirts. And now I'm having to take out my sweaters and boots again...?? Silly, silly Idaho. However, my spirits haven't completely dropped. I'm still excitedly awaiting the arrival of my dear friend, Spring.

In fact....I've been much, much too excited about a certain springy discovery I made yesterday (...just ask my husband, way too excited)! As I pulled up to my garage, I noticed about seven or eight beautiful little peeping robins sitting outside on our tree in our front yard! Ah! how wonderful was that to see and hear?? And there was a little nest resting up on a branch that I'm just going to assume was full of tiny little speckled blue eggs. It really just was the cherry on top of my already wonderful day. I'm just starting to really, truly appreciate this beautiful world and all the creatures and plants here. What a beautiful place we live in. And what a wonderful life I live.

Sicko.

Uuggghhh.....I hate being sick. Last Thursday, exactly a week ago from today...I woke up to a cold hitting me like a swift kick to the face. No warning. No pre-symptoms. Nothin! Not sick, then sick. Just like that! I thought that trick was sick in and of itself. And this was not just any little sniffly cold. It was a full on sore throat, swollen tonsils, flowing drainage, river-running nose, mucousy lungs, pounding headache, dizzy, achy, killer flu. Yeah, that bad. By Monday it had turned into a full on sinus infection. That was pretty much the crappiest thing ever. But...I went to the doctor that afternoon and and got some saltwater to sniff up my nose and gag back out. Then my wonderful husband and Todders gave me a blessing that night and I woke up ten times better! I'm back at work and stuffed up as ever, but I'm doing so much better.

So....that was my week in a nutshell!!

"You don't have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body." - C.S. Lewis