tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post5572456010264580540..comments2023-05-06T07:18:24.415-06:00Comments on dawg eat dawg world: messy house, full heart.heidizinhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136522787227073389noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post-39984793716572780682008-10-28T10:46:00.000-06:002008-10-28T10:46:00.000-06:00I'd like to say that I contributed to that mess......I'd like to say that I contributed to that mess...and we're sorry...but I wouldn't trade the experience and the good times for anything! Thanks again for making our trip incredible! Kris kept saying how "cool" my friends were! You're the best!Kris and Kallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14923618891264107382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post-25229330225004781132008-10-21T22:10:00.000-06:002008-10-21T22:10:00.000-06:00I really like this post, thanks for sharing your t...I really like this post, thanks for sharing your thoughts. Very well written.Heather Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17859908823960854471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post-22943969100710897892008-10-16T09:57:00.000-06:002008-10-16T09:57:00.000-06:00this is one of the most beautiful posts i've ever ...this is one of the most beautiful posts i've ever read.<BR/>you and jayson have been the biggest example of service in my college life. you two are the best duo when it comes to lending a hand or being self sacrificial. thank you for being who are in my life.Connie. Widdisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10746177866626891287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post-67862801654452493832008-10-14T15:41:00.000-06:002008-10-14T15:41:00.000-06:00Beautifully said. I couldn't agree with you more!...Beautifully said. I couldn't agree with you more!!Joliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05861751456412248810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post-73574417550371500222008-10-13T09:21:00.000-06:002008-10-13T09:21:00.000-06:00Your post coincided perfectly with my feelings thi...Your post coincided perfectly with my feelings this week. I should get my front door replaced with a revolving one for how many people are always here. And - almost without fail - unexpectedly. Unfortunately, Brazilians DO judge you by your house. I have worked for four years not to care, but still haven't quite found success. I will say, though, that I'm always more comfortable in homes that are a little messy. People who have 100% clean homes 100% of the time aren't human.<BR/><BR/>P.S. I love the plaque Sarah quoted! I might calligraphy it!That Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15006763952612909570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post-30881526460239579212008-10-12T17:14:00.000-06:002008-10-12T17:14:00.000-06:00I felt badly leaving you last night. Sorry that I...I felt badly leaving you last night. Sorry that I didnt stay and help. I had to do my lesson. Thanks for all your help this week. You are awesome and I love you!Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04619353748510999607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post-28924728041998230452008-10-12T16:16:00.000-06:002008-10-12T16:16:00.000-06:00You always were such an optimist! :) That's a nic...You always were such an optimist! :) That's a nice way to look at it. Personally, I think its just woman thing. You feel like your house reflects who you are (I think it does, actually) and that if it is dirty, then obviously you are a bad person/mother/wife (this is the part I disagree with - as you showed so beautifully in your post). In every country I've lived in women were like this. In fact, I think those Portuguese were worse than any one else. :) Dang those people kept spotless houses ... but then again, their ironed underwear and rags. Gosh, I love them!janaehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00051039427781716343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post-18395507664560137952008-10-12T07:25:00.001-06:002008-10-12T07:25:00.001-06:00This reminds me of a plaque I've always wanted to ...This reminds me of a plaque I've always wanted to make for my front door:<BR/>If you've come to see my house, call and make an appointment. If you've come to see me, come on in!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486855284340633248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6617712209157768658.post-75628790780980045092008-10-12T07:25:00.000-06:002008-10-12T07:25:00.000-06:00I think about this issue a lot. I'm coming to ter...I think about this issue a lot. I'm coming to terms with the fact that, though I really love the feel of a super-clean house, it is something that is just not realistic to expect on a minute-to-minute basis. With little kids underfoot and toys and projects and cooking and serving 3 meals a day plus snacks and just LIVING WELL we will have messes. And if we devote all our energies and time each day to just cleaning up constantly, well....we'll miss a whole lot of that living well. <BR/>I personally think this is a Utah culture thing, this high expectation that women feel to have clean houses to show---even when good friends show up. I don't mean to disparage Utah...I am coming to truly love it here. But this expectation that we have that our "friends" and neighbors will judge us based on how well our living room is tidied....I've never experienced it elsewhere. And I'm trying to overcome this by not getting so upset with myself because my house isn't perfect most of the time. I know that I don't think twice when I go to someone's house that isn't spotless. I don't care if their house isn't clean....I want to learn to be less hard on myself for the same.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486855284340633248noreply@blogger.com