Discouraging Thoughts

It's an interesting thing how you can be going about your day as happy as a clam and then BAM! A discouraging thought creeps in and makes you feel worthless. Suddenly like no matter how happy you were two seconds ago, the whole day has been crappy.

It happened to me today.  I was reminded of something that I have been struggling with for quite some time and I got downright upset about it.  It happens as simple as someone mentioning it. They are not intending to upset me and I know for a fact they have no clue their simple statement or question had any effect on me whatsoever. 

But it does. It makes me feel anxious, worried, insecure, inadequate - ALL OF THE ABOVE. I no longer feel like I measure up in any aspect of my life. 

And I hate it. I hate feeling this way. Hate how it affects my mood. Hate how it affects how I treat others. Hate how it affects how I treat myself. 

But I'm doing my best to snap out of it and to be bigger than my struggle.  But it can be so hard. This too shall pass. I know that with all my heart. 

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Skiing at Sundance

We love Sundance.  Probably a little too much since the last "blog-worthy" event I posted about also involved Sundance. :) But really, what's not to love??

This time instead of indulging in the fine dining and lodging of the resort, we hit the slopes.  Preston has worked at Sundance as a Snowboard Instructor for the past three years and to say he loves that place would be an understatement.  He lives and breathes snowboarding during these cold, winter months.  I, on the otherhand, am not as much of a die hard as he is.  I really enjoy it, don't get me wrong.  But he's willing to call in a sick day at his other job any given powder day.  I've skiied one (and only one) powder day in my life and realized then and there that I wasn't cut out for it.  Half the time my favorite part of skiing is lunch time....when I get to take a break.  I'm a spring skiier: 30-50 degrees, sunny, jacket optional, kind of days.

Aaanndd I digress.  Sorry about that rambling nonsense.  We had a GREAT day skiing up at Sundance this past weekend.  I made the hubby proud and attempted a jump or two and made it a whole 4 inches off the ground!  :)  He jumps around constantly "like it aint no thang".  He's always talking about doing flips and turns and anything else he can think of to potentially injure himself.  But I will admit, even though it stresses me out thinking of him getting hurt, I can't help but love how he looks doing it. :)  And you'll notice in the pictures below that my helmet looks a little too much like a marshmallow or snowball.  I hate it.  The picture online didn't make it look so WHITE.  But at least it protects my noggin! :)

Helllooooo Marshmallow Head. :)

Love Day

We don't make a huge deal out of Valentines Day over here at the Bishoff house. Don't get me wrong, we love each other and love we love letting each other know just how much the other means to us. But we just don't exchange gifts. May seem weird but it works for us. 

We did, however, meet up for our lunch breaks to spend time together and after work spent the evening at home watching Once Upon a Time episodes and eating our favorite ice cream.  Simple and just perfect. 

A couple weeks ago we kicked off the Month of Love with a getaway to Sundance.  Preston surprised me with dinner at the Tree Room and a nights stay in the most amazing cabin. It was a weekend I will never forget.  He is always spoiling me and treating me like a queen and I still can't quite figure out what I did to deserve him. Love you with all of my heart Preston!