Today I realized that I have been a glutton to a new kind of food. It's something that I can't share with anyone else, and it has a bitter-sweet flavor...mostly bitter, actually. I have been cramming myself full of Cecily Speaks Sandwiches. Yes, that is right. I have spent more time than I would like to admit eating my own words...feasting on my own words. Yuck...
I spent a few minutes reviewing previous posts a few days ago, and I still believe that I had sense behind most of the things that I wrote...but, I think that I have also experienced a realization that I am guilty of a few
of the accusations I made of the general population.
I read my post Something Blue, and I still stand by everything that I wrote in that post. However, I did find it a bit humorous that sometimes letting marriage happen naturally can be something that happens fast.
'Every relationship needs to progress, right? Well in Utah County that doesn't mean you learn something new each day about the person you are dating...it means you are attracted to them, you make them your significant other, and two weeks later, you have a date set...in four months (max!). Don't take it slow or anything...you are only committing for eternity.'
Here it is...the bitter taste of my writing. Haha. I met Robbie at the end of February, we were talking about marriage within two weeks, engaged in two months, and married in four. Don't worry though, I feel pretty confident that I made a smart decision for this eternal commitment:)
Now, I still think that every word in that post is true. Marriage is a big deal, and should be a decision that is made very carefully...I just got lucky and found the perfect man...I had to take advantage of it:)
Unfortunately, I wrote another post...and I think I devoured every ounce of it. Bloggers Make the Perfect Housewives. This was before I became a blog addict (please refer to Confessions of a Blogger). In the months since I wrote that post I have come to LOVE blogs. Especially the kind written by mom's who craft and sew. I actually like reading about the cute little things that they make for and do with their kids. And I am obsessed with tutorials. I can't get enough of the simple ideas for skirts and dresses, and pants, and bow-ties, and basket liners, and duvet covers, and...well, everything. They are just so fun!
'Ha...any of those sound familiar? Well, lets face the facts. In Utah, the typical wife...is the typical housewife. Wake up, make breakfast, wake up the kids, pack the kids lunches, clean the house, read a little, choose a font for the new wall-stickers, pick up the kids, make snacks for the kids, take the kids to dance and soccer practice, pick the kids up, take them to piano lessons, make dinner for the family, pick up the kids, set the table, welcome home the husband, eat a quiet family dinner around the kitchen table, clear the table, wash the dishes, help the kids with their homework, get the kids in their pajamas, get the kids to brush their teeth, get the kids to climb into bed, read a bedtime story, tuck the kids in, finish off the day with a little pillow-talk, lights out.'
As entertaining as it was to poke fun at the stereotypical 'mormon-mom', I think they are amazing. I want to be so amazing one day. I want to sew my kid's clothes. I want to make them fun treats. I want to craft. I want to cook. I want to be the mom that does everything...I guess I better figure out how to be that wife first though...haha. Anyway. I will eat those bitter paragraphs without too much complaint...
It's a good thing I can laugh at myself and move on...I have some work to do. One day at a time:)
