IT'S OVER

I very much had a love/hate relationship with this 21 day challenge.

I hated that I had to take a picture of myself and post it everyday!

For two reasons...nobody wants to see that, and gosh it took a lot of time out of my evening to post.

I hated that I was committed to dressing a certain way everyday. I couldn't just throw on jeans and a T if I wanted. And lets be honest...I'm a mom, and that's what we do.

I hated realizing what a limited wardrobe I have. Before I thought I had no clothes because I was just fat and couldn't fit in any of them...now I really have no clothes! Apparently I've been shopping for the wrong 'pieces'. Blah.

Which brings me to the things I loved about this challenge.

I loved seeing all the new possibilities my clothes can actually offer me.

I loved learning about different styles and seeing the infinite capabilities of one article of clothing.

I loved how some...only some, of the outfits made me feel. Day 9 - monochromatic will forever haunt me. I do not love you monochrome.

I loved that my husband was such a good sport about taking my ridiculous pictures everyday. I would NEVER make for a good model. Not only cause...duh...I'm about a hundred pounds too big and I have beaver teeth (thank you Lethe!) but, because I learned that I can absolutely not take direction behind the camera.

What's that called? Oh yeah, a diva. That's embarrassing!

Day 21 consisted of putting together a killer outfit. Ha ha. Yeah right, right? I guess the whole point of the challenge didn't penetrate my brain hard enough to give me the confidence to feel like I can pull off a "killer" outfit. Bummer. But, I still went outside my comfort zone to complete Day 21.

My outfit may or may not be killer.

I was pretty confined in my choices due to it being Sunday and church was a big part of my day! I tried my hair pulled back in a sleek-ish pony...which I don't do that, and I wore the infamous 'wet n wild' lipstick. So far out there for me! I got called Barbie when I walked into church...and I don't think it was being meant as a compliment, which is also a bummer. So I did question my choices.

But, I'm so glad the challenge is over. I learned a lot. Thank you Amy for giving me the motivation to try something new. It kicked my butt.

In other news:

We had an uplifting week. I guess I can only speak for myself...so, it was uplifting for me.

The elders came over Thursday night and brought an investigator with them. Holla. Of course Trav started the evening off with a bang. Likely. If you know my husband at all, you know he's super into home remedies for ANYTHING!

If you suffer from warts, I'm sure you can cure them with honey or something weird.

If you suffer from poor eye sight, I'm almost sure he's got a remedy for that.

Fish oil, flax seed, lemon juice, green tea...the list goes on.

Seriously. The dude is like a Yoda home remedy warrior.

So...he's been drinking apple cider vinegar lately? As to regulate his blood pH? Apparently I super suck as a wife...cause I have no idea! Anyway, he had all the boys try a shot.

Dry heaves all around!

But very good sports none the less!

I love when the elders come into our home. The spirit they bring with them is on a whole 'nother level! I find myself craving that feeling.

I love having investigators in our home.

I love having the opportunity to express my feelings and testimony of our gospel.

I love teaching what I know.

I love the reaffirmation my own testimony gives to me.

I love the feeling I have when I am understood, and that others feel what I feel...believe in, what I believe in....know, what I know.

We invited this new investigator (Ethan) to a baptism that was held on Saturday morning, for another investigator...now member. He came!

The baptism was inspiring. My eyes and heart were glued to the speakers. Even though my girls were running around like crazy! I couldn't help it! If it weren't for a butt load of people looking back at me, cause I was the lady with the clamoring kiddos...I would have been really boobin'. People watching me kept me in check! Ha ha.

But the feeling I had was indescribable! I felt so blessed to know that I was part of something that is so much bigger than I. Something real. Something true. Something that is forever. I loved Saturday morning.

I'm gonna stop preaching now...

Thank you all for putting up with my blabber for 3 weeks solid. I'm signing off for a while! Promise. You won't hear from me again. Unless it's awesome.

Peace out.