Friday, June 22, 2012

Help...A Call for Books!

I need help...

From you!!!

I'm begging...

I need great book recommendations!!!

You see, I have this problem...

I have this huge work project, with a short deadline. My best recipe for productive work time is to have a really good audio book playing on my ipod. And with this big work project, I have to focus on, you know... work, instead of getting distracted with, oh...browsing the internet...cough, (Pintrest) cough... 

But when I sit at my computer for hours on end, and don't have a good audio book to listen to, I tend to get distracted.

So, tell me what great books you've read lately, and I'll see if they're available on an audio book.

Great books, not okay ones!

Books you couldn't put down!

Books you accidentally missed your daughter's dance recital or your son's soccer tournament game because you got lost in another chapter.

Please...............


Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Pepsi and Chocolate

Most of us out there have an addiction to something. 

Some people struggle with an addiction to a harmful substance, like drugs or alcohol. For others, it's an addiction to video games, facebook, shopping, collecting, and even reading. There are too many possible additions to name, some worse than others.

Some of us know and admit to our additions. 

Some of us are still in denial, and it's the people around us who point out our possible "problem".

Take the other day, for example:

My husband called to me from where he sat at the computer and asked, 

"Kim, have you been out shoplifting?"

"That depends," I joked, "Was I caught?"

He read to me the beginning of an article he'd come across on KSL.com:

"A woman accused of attempting to steal items from the City Creek Harmons grocery store told police she ran out of money and needed Pepsi and Chocolate to feed an addiction."

I had to laugh. 

There are some days when I get pretty desperate, but I don't think I'd go that far...

Especially when the article continues to say this woman was charged with a third-degree felony, and charged $5,000 bail.

Not worth it!

However, this does reminds me about something I found on Pintrest, which I am determined to make for myself:



Because you never know when an emergency will strike. 

I wonder if I could fit a bottle of Pepsi in the frame too...

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Another Year Gone...

It's that day again.

The anniversary of my birth.

Two years ago, when I turned 30, I debuted a mission statement for my 30's. 


(My friends even through me a Digging Deeper birthday party, including a shovel to dig with.)

Essentially, it means that I plan to spend more time doing things thoroughly, and less time trying to be perfect at everything. Two years in and I think I'm coming up wanting. It's hard to kick the habit of overachieving. Or is it overcomplicating? Overwhelming? Overthinking? 

I think I'm doing okay though. I've cut out some of the things that weren't a major part of my life. True, I've added a few new things in too, but we won't go there...

Life isn't perfect, but I love it anyway. I don't mind being 32. I hope I can say that when I turn 42, 52 and beyond. Each day, each year brings new challenges. It also brings new blessings, and new opportunities.

Life goes on.

"The trick is growing up without growing old"
-Casey Stengel

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Most Embarrassing Moment...


I'm fortunate enough to have the kind of memory that...blocks things. It must be a self preservation tactic. Due to my "condition", I've blocked a lot of the embarrassing things I've done in my life. I think it falls close to the category of how mothers forget the misery of childbirth, when contemplating having another baby. If our minds didn't work that way, there would be A LOT of one child families out there.

When I was younger, probably Junior High and High School age, one of the most popular questions to ask people was "What is your most embarrassing moment?" Maybe because it acts as an ice-breaker. Maybe because teenagers spend their time dwelling on their own embarrassing moments, and like to feel secure in knowing theirs aren't as bad as yours. I'm not sure. But I don't think I've had anyone ask me that question for at least a decade.

The reason I remember the question so well is because I never had an embarrassing moment to share. (At the time, I didn't know I had the "block that from my memory" condition.) In searching my memory, I always came up empty. Not that I never got embarrassed. I just never felt like they were funny enough moments to qualify for "most embarrassing".

Things like trying to pull open a door when the sign right in front of me said "Push". It's funny, but it wouldn't win any awards. For a while, it was the best I could do.

Until...This happened:

While waiting in line at Lagoon Amusement Park, my teenage friends and I began "flirting" (translation: acting like ridiculous, giggling girls who thought the world revolved around us and whether or not the boys thought we were cute...)

Where was I? Oh, yeah, we were flirting with the boys in front of us in line. It was for the Sky Tram thing - the one that takes you from one end of the park to the other. As we got to the front of the line, I had my back turned to the boys (probably asking a friend something stupid like, "is he looking at me?"), when suddenly that "friend" told me to hurry up, it was my turn and I was going to miss the chair.

Without thinking, I turned around and stepped onto the spot right as the chair rounded the corner. About a second later I saw a boy, sitting in the chair next to me with a puzzled look on his face. Then I heard the giggling from behind me, and I knew what had happened.

I'd been set up. And I now had to ride the entire length of the park with the startled, albeit cute, stranger.

That story became my saving grace at those times when the question was asked: "What is your most embarrassing moment?"

But here's the thing:
I'm 99% sure it never happened.

I actually think I made up the whole story as a teenager, so I'd have something to tell, and then over the years of retelling it, I convinced myself it really happened.

Awkward!

I've been doubting the truth of that "embarrassing moment" for a few years now. So when I read this quote a few weeks ago, it really made me laugh:

"There are lots of people who mistake their 
imagination for their memory."
-Josh Billings

I think I have a new most embarrassing moment. It just might be this blog post.