Saturday, September 22, 2007

All figured out...

There are times in my life when I promise, I think I have it all figured out. Mostly this happens when I am watching a movie that one might think is tricky but I totally figure out the end before it ends. Or when I am watching Matlock. I am always able to figure out Matlock.
Then, the other day, Payton was watching Scooby Doo and I was sitting there, watching it with him thinking that I knew exactly who had kidnapped Daphne and that other girl. I was just waiting to for the culprit to be exposed so that I could smile my triumphant smile and move on with my life knowing that I have that show nailed... and then something happened. My dear Internet friends, I was completely wrong. And I audibly gasped. And I just want to say thanks to whomever it was who wrote that episode of Scooby Doo for helping me to remember that I don't have it all figured out. And I never will. And I feel great about that. Always a surprise around every corner.

PS I move in less than one week. And I couldn't be more NOT ready.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Floating on a cloud... with Jesus.

I am so close to moving that I am reverting into that uber-stress mode where I don’t know right from left and my brain just sort of shuts down during the day and completely turns on at night when there is absolutely nothing I can do about the list of things that I still need to do that go running through my head. It is a horrible vicious cycle that I just can not get out of and I sometimes think that I am going to die from lack of sleep.
During a sleepless night last week I got to thinking about a time in my childhood where I couldn’t sleep either. And I can not remember why I couldn’t sleep, if it was because I was having bad dreams or just restless or what. But, what I do remember is my mom coming into my room, trying to calm me down. Talking to me soothingly, telling me to picture myself floating on a cloud. And Jesus is there. I know my mom told me this to comfort me. And it totally worked for me. It helped me to relax and put me right to sleep. So, as I was lying in bed the other night, not sleeping, this memory popped into my head and I laughed so hard because in my mind, it was grown up Cassidy, floating on a cloud with Jesus. And let’s be honest, that is a ridiculous sight.

Friday, September 07, 2007

So long...

Sorry it's been a while. My life is insane as always. I am moving in less than a month and that is scary/exciting/horrifying all at the same time. It's exactly like this. I have had a miserable time of it for the last week and about 3 nights ago as I was lying in my bed, not able to sleep, all I could think about was reading a nice comforting book that always makes me feel better. Now, if I was a good Mormon or if I wanted you all to believe that I am a good Mormon I would be telling you how I picked up my Book of Mormon and felt peace... however that is not the case. All I wanted to read at that moment was a book that has gotten me though the roughest of times and always makes me feel better. That book my friends... Anne of Green Gables. I immediately got out of bed and was on the search. I didn't care what box it was in, where it was tucked away, I was going to find it. And then, twenty minutes later I came to a sad realization... I left Anne of Green Gables in UTAH! I have been without that book for an entire year and that is actually a huge deal because for most of my adult life there has not been a time when I am not reading that entire series. I start at book 1 and go all the way to 8. And then start over again. I also read other books while I am reading about Anne Shirley and her exciting adventures but those books are by far my favorite and I still cannot believe that I have been without them for an entire year. Oh Anne, Gilbert, Marilla, Matthew... Oh how I miss you.
Instead I ended up reading A Walk to Remember and I just hate Nicholas Sparks and in that book he used the phrases, to be honest and by the way WAY TOO MUCH. And a book about a girl falling in love against the odds and then promptly dying of cancer was not the way to go when I was having a bad week, let me tell you.