2:47 PM Marcie Parson 4 Comments

+ Because it's crunch time for finals, we planned on not being able to make the Gilbert Temple open house. Thank goodness Craig's cousin Lars is getting married and decided to have an engagement party in Chandler, because if there's one thing that Parsons make exceptions for, it's family. They really know how to support each other, and I absolutely love that about this family. The party happened to be 10 minutes away from the new temple so we got to stop by and take a tour before we headed home for more study time. It was beautiful!

+ Craig and I are on a pizookie kick. Why bake cookie dough into cookies if you could enjoy a half-baked sugary pizza foundation for your ice cream? Why eat ice cream in a bowl when it could be on top of a hot-out-of-the-oven gooey pizza of cookie dough? We use the "Jerusalem" recipe of course.
Also, homemade oreos. Just by themselves. Yum.

+ We wanted to go out for a nice Valentine's dinner yesterday, so we decided to go at 4:45 to beat the rush. Unfortunately, we didn't factor in how we live in an area full of old people who eat dinner at approximately 4 pm. After spending 10 minutes searching for a parking space, we walked inside the Cheesecake Factory where the average hair color (if there was any trace of hair) was silver. Oops.

+ Job searching is getting comical because everyone wants an RN or MPH or anything other than just a bachelor's degree. Joke's on them because Craig's finals are done in 6 days. No job = nothing holding me back from taking a 10-day vacation with my husband. California, here we come! (OC reference because guess which one of us watched the OC growing up... hint... it wasn't me)

+ Sorry about snowmageddon out east, but it's 88 degrees here today. Looks like it's time for everyone to come visit.

+ I spend way too much time watching the olympics and stalking Kate in the media. She was one of the coolest people I knew way before she was an olympian. You may remember her from this video she made last year before our friends all split up. She has gotten some serious media attention for her Beyonce warm up routine, but that's only one of the reasons she's so great. Read about how incredible and inspiring she is herehere, here, and here.

God bless America.


The worker bee husband

10:38 AM Marcie Parson 3 Comments

He works so hard that he often slips into slumber before he realizes what's happening. After taking a test, the demands of maintaining his schedule finally push him into a state of near delirium (true story: he called me mom and doesn't remember... and sometimes he sleeptalks). He crashes hard. Sometimes I wonder, is this a nap or a coma? 

And naturally, when I stumble upon him sleeping in a odd position, or when he falls asleep mid-conversation, I am compelled to document the moment. It's my duty.

Behold, the worker bee husband!

 ^^ Is Craig snuggling my foot? Why yes, yes he is. ^^

Bless his dedicated heart. 


The ultimate journal

12:41 PM Marcie Parson 6 Comments

I have been a journalist since middle school. And by journalist, I mean that I keep a darn good journal. I write frequently enough that there are rarely any entries that start with the infamous "well it's been a long time since I've written in here," and if there are, a week or two at most have passed by. In fact, I usually write several times a week, and if I'm doing something particularly noteworthy, I write every single day so I can remember every detail.

I love journaling. I love the therapeutic relief I get from finishing a day by spilling my life onto paper. I love tucking away love notes and thank you cards inside the pages. I love being able to be as dramatic as I want, even if I know I won't feel that way when I wake up. I love finishing an entry with jotting down a few things I was grateful for that day, even the silly things like umbrellas or socks.

I also love going back and reading old journals. I inevitably find myself giggling about comical events I had forgotten and trivial things I thought were so important at the time. But above all, reading my journals helps me recognize the countless blessings that I have been given. The pages of my journals are proof that I have been watched over and blessed throughout the entirety of my life. As I read through them, I constantly rediscover God's hand in my life.

I started this blog on a whim in the spring of 2011. It has become a public and much more rational journal, void of my overly dramatic emotions and the intimate details of my life. This blog does not exist to show off how fashionable or crafty I am (I am neither of those things anyway); this blog is for me. It is so I can keep a personal history, and now, a family history. It logs the important events of the year and captures my emotion through the inclusion of my favorite pictures.

I have one journal filled entirely by entries from my three and half months in Jerusalem. While I was there, I couldn't help but wish I had pictures to go along with every page, but there just wasn't enough room! I was so happy I had my blog to keep track of my favorite pictures and even scriptures to go along with some of the sites we visited. So it was there I decided I needed to turn my blog into a book so that I could augment my personal journal.

Yesterday, my blog became a book!  The ultimate journal. I am thrilled with the way it turned out. I started with the year I started my blog, 2011. Now that it's done and I have a better handle on the software to create it, I am moving on to making my Jerusalem book, and each year after that. I'm really excited to make a "yearbook" for every year with my future family!

It's like I can finally scrapbook even though I don't have a creative gene in my body!

(hopefully our kids get some from Craig)