I want a moment...

I haven't blogged in three months. I know very few people even notice that I haven't blogged or even miss reading my dumb little posts but I miss it. I hate that there are so many blank spots now in this little bit of my personal history. Like most people, I'm so busy my head feels like it's literally spinning most days. I just want a moment...

I want a moment to share details about and pictures of my trips to Texas and Utah. I kept notes about one trip but not about the other. If I wait too long, the important details will leave my brain forever. 

I want a moment to hang up all of the laundry that's piling up in my bedroom. 

I want a moment to get my Book of Mormon clothes made for youth conference next week. 

I want a moment (and some sunshine) to sit on my Mom's patio and watch her puppies play. 

I want a moment to blog about some of the recipes I've made recently that I love. 

I want a moment to drive to the Sonic that's 40 minutes away and get a gigantic raspberry limeade. And truthfully, I want to sit in my car and drink one and then order a second one. 

I want a moment to organize my thoughts after 5.5 hours of stake youth meetings last night. I feel almost paralyzed by all that's in my head right now and while I know this too shall pass, right now, things are a little/a lot hard. Granted, I wouldn't want the alternative so I'll stop whining. 

I want a moment to finish graduation gift shopping and to write about all of the totally amazing kids I love who graduated high school last week. 

I want a moment to express gratitude for my crazy, wonderful, yet not exactly what I hoped for life. 

I want a moment to nap. For like four hours of moments.  

I want a moment to tell my upstairs neighbors that they have to think of a way to shut their stupid dog up so she's not barking all night long. We live in a condo - it's so beyond unacceptable to have a dog that barks nearly every hour all night long. She needs to sleep in a kennel. 

I want a moment to listen to my Broadway pandora station, to play Candy Crush, to read a book. Maybe even all at the same time. 

I want a moment to rewrite this so it doesn't sound so whiny but meh. Nobody reads my blog anyway (well except for like 5 people who love me despite my faults and wouldn't judge me for being whiny.)

Okay here's a pic of Leah and me that I don't think I put on Instagram. Love her even though she's growing up and leaving me.