A Real Post

Sometimes I really want to be the perfect Mormon wife.
You know, have a cutely decorated house/apartment, someone who cans food and jam, who bakes bread weekly, who magnifies her calling, who keeps a clean house, who always looks put together, who keeps a darling blog about her family, and never speaks ill of others, someone who puts together a darling scrapbook, and crafts sometimes too.
And you know what? I"m going to keep working on that goal.


But, I want you (the blog reader) to know that I am a real person.
So here you go:

I'm silly. I dance around in my pj's and sing in the shower and in the car.
Sometimes I don't clean and my house is a mess and I sit down on facebook or google reader for an hour or two.
I PMS sometimes too, and do stupid and silly things.
I gossip sometimes, even though I don't want to.
Sometimes I don't do my hair because I'm simply lazy.
I've gained 30 pounds since high school. That's probably not good.
Sometimes the dishes are in the sink until Kyle does them.
I love awkward situations.
I make lame jokes, and I think they're so funny.
I probably make myself seem smarter than I am.
I'm not a good thinker - well, analyzer.
I blog stalk.
I really love to read.
I get super loopy when I'm tired, and I love Dr. Pepper.
I've make some dumb decisions in the past, but I'm thankful for the path I'm on.
I love the major I chose ... Family Life and Human Development.
But I haven't always worked hard at school, and my GPA shows it.
I'm not ambitious enough to go to graduate school.
Sometimes I'm grumpy.
Sometimes I'm needy.
I really have a testimony of the Gospel.
I hate running.
Secretly, I'm really really really painfully shy.
I really want to be a mom.
But sometimes I really want to be a career woman. (One time I thought I'd get an MBA... Ha. Hahaha.)
Basically I'm a big huge oxymoron.

And you know what?
It's ok.
I can work and I can improve on myself.... But I'm always going to be a real person.
Not a fake one.
And that makes me happy with myself.