I am pretty simple.  Things are either black or white in my world.  I believe in Christ.  I don't care if you don't.  But don't argue with me about it, because you will loose.  I don't care if you don't believe in Joseph Smith either.  I do and that is what matters.  I guess in the end one of us will be wrong, but I know that I have done my best to kind, do what is right, made mistakes, repented and try to follow his teachings.  And there is nothing to be ashamed about that.  

I don't like everybody.  Get over it.  I will be kind, but there are just some people I don't enjoy being around and I am not going to pretend I do just because we happen to go to church together.  I don't leave that area gray.  So if you don't like me, don't pretend to.  I see right through your fakeness.  I strongly dislike Sunday fake people, and unfortunately that is where you have them the most.  You know, God sees right through you?  Do you get that?

I LOVE to cook, CrossFit and run.  They allow me to escape.

I own over 35 pieces of All Clad and I am proud of it.  I can spend hours in my kitchen, listening to jazz and cooking the day away.  And even though I taught cooking classes for a few years at Williams Sonoma, and I know that store like the back of my hand, I still get giddy every time I go in there.  Giddy like a child in a candy store.

I love my CrossFit gym and to run.  I run so I can listen to bad music.  Don't ask for my playlist if you are offended by bad words.  'Cause my playlist is full of 'em.

Speaking of music, I like pretty much anything.  My playlist varies from NIN to Abba to Bon Jovi to Pink.  I can't hold a tune to save my life.   I like to play piano but am not very good, however, I practice because one day I WILL play Moonlight Sonata.

My children are my joy and life.  I never wanted to be a mother.  But I don't regret it.  I have many regrets, but that is not one of them.  There are days that I am impatient, but the day never ends without telling my children I am sorry and that I love them.  I will protect them every day of my life.  They say that "hell hath no fury like a woman scorned" but I think it is more like "hell hath no fury like a mother whose child has been harmed".

The best lesson I have ever learned is from my Father and it was how to shoot a gun.  And where to hit so I only have to shoot once.  Just so you know.

And finally, I love to continue to learn.  Why stop learning?  There is always something new around the corner~