I have always thought of myself as a California girl. All the times we have moved that was home. I loved that I could wear shorts all year round and that everything was green and beautiful most of the year.
When we lived in St George my friend Demeree would always tell me how much she loved the desert and I never could understand why someone would prefer the wasteland to the tropical beauty of Southern California.
But I can feel my heart changing. The sun has just set and I am starting to love the feel of the wind blowing as I sit outside in 93 degree weather. Enjoying the natural coolness after the heat of this day.
I love that I can run early in the morning and enjoy this as my view.
I am loving that we have all made friends so easily and quickly and there are so many amazing women whom I can’t wait to get to know even better. The kids have adapted even better then I could have hoped. We have kids just down the street who also go to our church and the boys are loving playing outside. They don’t mind the heat as much as I seem to.
Having the pool has been so amazing. We swim most everyday and it has been a good time for me to step away from the to do list and just relax. Sometimes I swim. But most the time it’s still to cold for me and I just get to enjoy them playing. I love that lots.
But there are hard things too. Like Ryan and Jared not being with us all the time. That’s the worst. Once they are here full time these things will be the worst.
I am actually pretty scared of these three things. Rattlesnakes, scorpions and a javelina which I didn’t even know existed until yesterday. I guess the are harmless unless you come upon them. They will chase you. Awesome.
Back to things I love. Their is a farmers market every Thursday just a couple minutes from my house. It is not huge but what they do have I am loving. Some produce, not a ton but what they have is good. Salsa. Fresh jam, honey and homemade bread. This last time I bought peanuts and made my own peanut butter. Amazing if I do say so.
Not sure why I have never made my own peanut butter considering how much I love it. I’m going to try it with coconut oil next time. Yum.
Because of the heat we have not explored the hiking options but I am looking forward to exploring the nature. And the stars. You can actually see them here. The streets don’t have street lights and the nights are very dark. I love that.
And the elementary school is across the street. Granted it’s the back of the school and we have to walk around but it only takes about 4 minutes to walk and maybe 1 to ride a bike. The youngers love that. School starts earlier here for them. 7:45. Which is great for my early risers. Not so good is that the jr high doesn’t start till 9 which means they get out at 4. I wish Sarah got home sooner. High school has relapse time seminary which means that next year Jared and Sarah don’t have to be to school till 8:20 instead of 6:20. That will be awesome.
Another wonderful blessing is that I get to serve and teach the 14-15 year old girls at church. And this group of girls seems so on it. I could only wish that I was so strong as them. And the seem to really understand the gospel already. Amazing youth are coming our of this generation.
Ryan and Jared got to come earlier because of the horrible fires and school being canceled. I was a little obsessive over reading about the fires and I am glad to hear most people are back in their homes.
While they were here the boys all went to the fathers and sons camp out. Here are the pictures they sent me.
They looked like they had a great time.
While they were gone this is what we did.
And shopping for promotion dresses which we finally found!! Yay for that!
The movie was so great. Mom’s Night Out. It was very relatable for me. In the past I have really struggled with perfectionism. I have come a very long way and this movie helped me to see that. My favorite scene was when a big bad biker dude gives the stressed out mom perfect advice. Summed up “just be the kind of mom you were meant to be. Don’t compare to anyone else’s mothering.” I’m sure that is not what he really said but that’s what I heard.
Another line I loved was that no one is happy all the time. That’s not real.
Sometimes I wish I could be my best self always. Like every single minute but I’m not and that’s ok. That’s real.
And speaking of real, I’m still human. I still have bad days and our house still gets messy and I don’t always want to make dinner. But I am starting to see how I could become an Arizona girl…some day… Sooner then I expected