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Monday, March 4, 2013
Never enough time
get 24 hours in a day. That never changes. All that we can control is what we
do within those hours. Work. Play. Love. All of the above. Some of us work
eight hours or many more and some of us much less. Some go to school and have
to spend numerous hours studying. We all live very busy lives. I try to be as
productive as I can. I love when I can spend most of my day writing, and still
be able to take care of my kids and house. There’s always a lot to do: cleaning,
cooking, running errands or working out at the gym. No matter what activities I
fill my day with, I find that the older I get, the less time it feels that I
have. Hours, days, weeks and even months seem to fly by in what feels like
seconds. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you might miss
it; the sun kissing the tip of your nose through your windshield on your way to
work, or raindrops dancing in the street beneath your tires. A beautiful pink
sunset reminds me that I am living on yesterdays dream and it’s time to make a
is what happens while you are making plans. I am not saying I don’t make plans;
I make lots of plans in fact. But I also set goals, and I go after them. Mostly
I am grateful that I’m still here to do so. There’s a lot left I want to experience and
along the way, have some fun.
Last week, my
boyfriend, Troy and I went to Utah and Las Vegas. We had a blast. We
took time off from our every day routine, and got refreshed. We saw family in Utah, went to church for the first time in
years and saw my nephew get blessed. Afterwards we had a great visit with my
parents, brothers and their wives. I adore my family and every moment I get with them.
The next morning we headed to Las Vegas. It was a blissful 65 degrees! It felt
so good on my skin. It warmed my soul. Although at times, it felt as if I had
cheated the system. When we left home it was a brisk twenty five degrees. I
thought to myself, I didn't earn this lovely weather, there’s another month of
winter left. Nonetheless, I soaked it in and loved the brilliant sun’s rays and
happy blue sky.
checked into our hotel and headed to a casino. Quickly, we won some money
playing the craps table and some on video craps too.
want one these for the house!” I cheered when I cashed out for $250 dollars
after only ten minutes.
laughed and was proud of me for catching on to the game so quickly.
While we were there we also did some shopping,
a little bar hopping, and ate some amazing food.
enjoyed every second of our trip, even when we forgot where we parked the truck
the night before and had to walk up and down the stairs in search of our ride;
we still had a great time.
were gone five days and if I didn't know better, I would have thought that it
was five seconds. Looking back, I have to wonder, did all of that really
happen? Did we really win a great deal of money, free and clear? Did we
really eat shrimp with their heads and everything still attached, and crab legs
with our bare hands? Did we really order ten dollar cocktails called the clover
club from a mobster looking bar tender? Did he really bring me a thirty dollar fillet
mignon? Where we really in a red dimly lit bar with a fire pit and
cement walls and fancy exotic people looking over my shoulder as we sipped our
beers and watched a silent movie?
Yes we did. We did all that and more.
our last day of our trip, we drove five hours from Vegas to Provo, Utah. We stopped
off at a place called, The Bombay house, and had some delicious Indian cuisine. It was
served to us by an authentic Indian gentleman in a turban. Next, we drove a mere
two minutes to my brother and his wife’s place and held their new baby boy. They
had just got home from the hospital that afternoon and were gracious enough to
let us stop by. It was better than anything else that had happened on that
trip. Instantly, I fell in love in my new little nephew. Thirty minutes later, I tore myself
away from him and we hit the road again. That night we had the pleasure staying
with my other brother, his wife, and their darling three year old in their new
beautiful home in Riverton, Utah. At this point we weren't much fun and were super tired, but it felt great to be
in their space.
the next morning, we grabbed some coffee and bagels, and left for our house in
Pocatello. It all went by so fast, in a blink it was over. In a roll of the dice, a push of a button, a swallow of a pink meringue topped clover club, a bite of Indian curry, and a kiss on a babies forehead, it all became nothing more than a cherished memory.