LOVE EACH OTHER BETTER

this weekend started out like any other weekend--in before dark on friday { we love to just stay home; it's sort of our thing }, watched the rest of sherlock, ate an unhealthy amount of homemade macaroni and cheese, and then mourned because our favorite show is now over for like..a year or more. so depressing. but it became increasingly less humdrum on saturday because my wonderful husband is now one year older! it was such an exciting day for us that the pictures are still being fancied up and we had to spend all of sunday recovering...seriously. that's what this post is about. it's about sunday. I will keep you in suspense over saturday ;)

sunday we did what we always do. we went to church, which is always a nice refresher for the week. however,  it's the after church food and naps and journal writing and conversations that are so marvelous. it really is our day of rest and we look forward to it every week. not that my week is really all that stressful ;) but the husband can always use a break. 

in addition to our typical sunday, I also got to catch up with the general woman's conference { because I was too busy celebrating the birth of mitch on saturday } and I thought it deeply profound. it brought into perspective how off base I can become--judging other women and friends so harshly. when in reality, we really are more alike than we are different. I love the words spoken about comparison and how as long as we are comparing ourselves to others we will always feel inadequate. how true that is! I am always comparing myself to the girl with the perfect hair on that one tv show or the girl with the amazing wardrobe that I used to room with. or the girl who juggles multiple causes at a time. I never stop to be like, "oh hey, arielle, your cooking is pretty awesome and you tan nicely!" don't you think we should all do that a little more? I mean, we would be way happier and probably be way less intimidated by these seemingly perfect women. they probably have their own insecurities and are like, "man, my scones taste like sawdust. I wish I baked like her." the truth is, we need to love each other better because we are all women regardless of how different we are and we are all probably dealing with our own thing. 

please excuse me as I step off my soapbox...I promise I don't get on it often. or at least, I don't write it down often. I am pretty much always doing box jumps on and off my soapbox in my head. anyway, I leave you with high hopes for saturday's post. I'm pretty excited to write it, myself.

love, arielle