Friday Findings

Somethings that I have thought about today and may be deep and intelligent or really just might be funny and really not important.

Bar soap is a really good cleaner.
As much as we don't want to hear it, but good ol bar soap can be the best facial cleaner there is. Yes I know that we all love the lotions and potions that we put on our faces. We love the way they smell, the way the feel. The ways the wrinkles disappear when we use them. (Ok maybe not that one). But sometimes it's good to back to the basics. Now that said I am still on the search for the best ever face wash, lotion, and fountain of youth as the next woman. It's just something that I have found out.(Of course had to use soap, cause I was to lazy to pull out the potions. What do ya know my face is clearing up. Haha!)

Laundry never ends
I thought that I was totally caught up. Yup I thought I had beat that monster. You know that one I'm talking about. It lurks every where. In closets, bathrooms, corners, under beds. In my case in the trunk of my car. Well It grew while I was not looking. It grabbed me with it's mismatched talons (socks) and drug me down to the fiery pit of despair. (That would be the laundry room). Now I'm stuck! Oh poop!

I can only change the way I act.
I wish that I could change the way people acted. But alas the world would be a horrible place if I could. We are all so very different. I have no control of what people do, say or perceive things. The only thing I have control on is how I act, what I do and how I perceive things. It's hard to deal with. At times you want to scream and show the many faults you feel peole have. But that is not my job. ( nor do I want it to be) I choose to take everything in stride. Some times my stride shortens and it stumbles, sometimes it lengthens so that I can get away faster. But that's my choice. I choose to face things head on. may cry in the background when the lights are down, but I will change for the better.

A clean house is a Happy House
WHAT! Did I just say that. Yes I love a clean house. It looks so inviting. That being said maybe my house is messy sot hat people don't feel invited to stay. It's easier to feel the promptings of the Spirit when there is now clutter. No clutter not he tables, counters etc. With that gone we can focus on decluttereing our minds. A clean mind is one that is used for good. One the Savior is able to talk to. One that he is able to use to help His children that need. With that said timer o clean my house.

Kid = Noise
I'm not talking about goats. Although goats are noisy too. For some reason children are noise makers. They don't seem to have a level. Well they do the only level they have is loud. Especially when their cream falls on the ground. It does not matter how many you have. One to one hundred they are noisy. Embrace the sound. Soon it won't be there and then what, The haunting sound of silence. On that note have fum!

Exercise is to be therapeutic
Ok, who ever came up with that idea is a ding dong. I have never met someone while in a spin class, warrior one or running a marathon say in the middle of the moment. " Man this is so therapeutic. I'm on cloud nine. I wish I could do this all day." Now that being said. I do like a good workout. I may not like it in the beginning or the middle but the end is great. Wether running, swimming ( although I'm always worried about something attacking me. And yes I do swim in a pool. Something could come up through the jets and attack me. haha), lifting. It does clear the head bit and put things back in perspective. Things could always be worse. Like a big huge hill at the end of run WHAT! Or a swimsuit malfunction in the middle of a lap. Or big sweaty guy using the weight bench before you and not cleaning it. ( Yucka!) So it is true exercise in the end is therapeutic. Not in the beginning or the middle but it sure feels great to be done. Haha!

I may not be perfect, but parts of me are fantastic
This statement is soooooo true. Yes none of us are perfect. But we do have parts that are fantastic. I don't like the way my body looks. There are spots that I feel are not pretty, or clear enough, bright enough or places that are a bit wobbly or bent. But I really do have fantastic hair. I have pretty fantastic eyebrows. I think we look at ourselves with a lot of disdain. We pick our selves apart. We nit pick, we distort, we look at our selves though fun house mirrors. Yes there may be something we don't like or wish was better. But lets dwell on the things that are fantastic. Your smile, your hair, your positive attitude, your comforting arms. your twinkly eyes. your charm. your voice. These are the fantastic things. Everyone has something that is great. The more we dwell on the fantastic the more we see. And the more perfect we become.