If we were having coffee this morning, I would tell you how I’m dying DYING to chop all my hair off into a short little bob but not letting myself since I’m getting married in a couple months and want to wear my hair in an up do. Such is my plight. Guys, I’ve always wanted long hair on my wedding day but now that we’re a few months out, all I want to do is chop.it.off. I just feel like it’s hanging there like a mop or a lion’s mane. Last week, I sent a rather spastic email to my friend Kate explaining my little issue and she wrote back immediately in all caps, “DO NOT CUT YOUR HAIR”. Step away from the scissors and do not call your hair girl. I would definitely regret cutting it and I’m just to keep on keepin’ on until the end of  May. Maybe just a trim. Or a liiiiiiittle cut.

If we were having coffee this morning, I’d tell you that this morning I’m heading to Milwaukee to spend the weekend with my grandparents. Sadly, they are not able to make the wedding in May so I wanted to spend some quality time with them before. My mom is meeting me there! Anyone have good book recommendations? Weekend at the grandparents house = reading about two novels curled up in front of the fire.

If we were having coffee this morning, I’d tell you I’m having a blast wedding planning but I sorta just want to be married already? I know I’ll look back on this sweet period of engagement with a smile and I know that God is preparing my heart more and more every day to be a wife…..but, I’m just ready to walk down the aisle {or grass, in our case} already!

If we were having coffee this morning, I’d tell you that one of my biggest inspirations lately have been the women I teach yoga to. I teach power yoga to women who have been domestically abused and man oh man, they are just amazing.  I don’t talk about that here on the blog really because…I don’t know. I guess I don’t want any of you thinking, “oh she’s soooo great! she teaches abused women yoga! how great is that?! I want to be more like her” and put me on a pedestal or anything. Truth is, I’m not that great and I’m definitely not perfect or even attempt to live some perfect cookie cutter life. All I can say is, thank goodness I have a savior. When I first started teaching these women about six months ago, I thought “no way can I do this! no way. It’s too much and I have zero experience. There’s probably someone far better suited for the job than little ol’ me.” Now I think about how silly it was that I initially felt so worried about not having what it takes to teach, when really, I’ve always had everything I ever needed. Sometimes it feels scary when we are called to step up to the plate in a new way and we let fear hold us back. I’ve learned, especially through this, that those fears are just stories we tell ourselves and don’t necessarily represent the truth. And I don’t know…but I just feel like someone out there needs to hear this message this morning that you.are.enough.

If we were having coffee this morning, I was about to tell you how keep Haribo gummies in my glove compartment but that seems a little shallow and lame after my last bold statement. Whew. I think I’ll just go now and pour myself a second cup…