Sleeping puppy :-)

surprise, surprise

it's late
I should be doing homework or even better...sleeping, but pandora keeps playing good songs so I'm keeping myself busy writing lists and writing blog posts to keep myself awake :)

What am I writing lists about? Well we had quite an eventful weekend, and I have a lot to do now!

First of all, we finally got an apartment! YAY! We have been living at Casa de la Grandma for a year and a half now, and we decided we have saved enough money, and it is time for us to move out. We are so GRATEFUL for everything grandma has done for us, and for her willingness to have two crazy young people take over her upstairs for so long. She is the BEST, and we love her!

I absolutely can't wait until we move into our own place! I'm itching to put the wood-burning fire place to use, have many jolly holiday parties, FINALLY get to use all of my wedding gifts that have been sitting in boxes for months (sometimes I get them out to play, just so they don't get too lonely), and decorate, decorate, decorate. Most importantly, I think this Christmas will feel more Christmas-y with a Christmas tree properly placed in an actual "living room" area instead of crammed into our bedroom :)

Second of all, we're getting a puppy! haha I know, this is all very sudden, but she is kind of the reason why we felt a push to finally move out. We fell in love with her and had to have her!
Here's the story:
It's veterans day and I'm at the park having a picnic with my family while Nick is at work. My mom started talking to this lady whose humungo-ginormo dog helped himself to our salsa. It turns out she is like a "foster mom" for dogs at this shelter. She takes care of them, sets their appointments to have shots, and helps them get to a good home. Well she was saying that she has some puppies..."blah, blah, blah"...
well, it took some time to convince my mom that we had to see the puppy. I called Nick and he came over.......and the rest is history!
She is absolutely adorable! She is all white with a few spots on her ears and a spot on her side.
we call her Lucy! I had to post a picture wth Nick, because all of her pictures with me were ridonculous. She kept snuggling into my arm pit so you couldn't see her face. Cute, but ridonculous...


So I have been busy getting things clean and ready to be packed {not really}. I have been mostly doing what I do best, writing lists of things I need to do. Nick already laughed at me tonight, so don't bother teasing me about it OK? :)

Ok, I should really go to bed now...

BUT, I was thinking {dangerous}, wouldn't it be so sweet and fun if Nick and I {and maybe our families and some friends} went to an old folk's home and Christmas carolled around to their rooms around the 25th of December sometime? Even better, we could take Lucy {because old people LOVE puppies} and she could totally wear a santa hat! Don't you love it?

OK, you think about that, and I'mma gonna get some sleep :)

loves,
K

Funniest thing you will see this week...

"and they're still beautiful"

"In Nature nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they're still beautiful"

"In order to go on living, one must try to escape the death involved in perfectionism"

"perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor"

I have been getting frustrated lately because of my own imperfections. I don't say the right things, or I act in a foolish way that makes me worried what people think of me.

I love looking up quotes of inspiration when I get down on myself. I especially found it interesting how the last one says that perfectionism is the voice of the "oppressor". Yes, we strive to one day become like our Savior Jesus Christ; perfect in all things, but the voice of the oppressor whispers our imperfections in our ear and tells us we're not good enough. He displays our imperfections in front of us and tries to makes us feel worthless and he hopes we will give up.

And what is our own definition of perfection? Is it the world's definition? Are we trying to be skinny, funny, charming, athletic, fashionable? I LOVE the first quote. Although the trees are different, they are BEAUTIFUL, and they are their own form of perfect.

I am my own tree. There are lots of beautiful "perfect-looking" trees, but I might be a little crooked or fallen over. Maybe my branches are twisty or my roots are starting to show, but I'm still beautiful and there is no definition of the PERFECT tree.

I'm trying to be less focused on my imperfections, and just try every day to do my best and to become what I want to be - more like my Savior, who loves me for me - imperfections and all.

life is so much more enjoyable when you accept the fact that you aren't perfect

loves, K