I'm not crazy I'm just not you.

I was introduced to a personality study that I love. I have always been interested in personalities, people and behavior. I have studied the color test, love languages, men are from mars and women are from Venus, dress your truth, and now the 16 types.

The 16 types teaches that the way we look and the way we move says that our personality is. There are exceptions when someone has been hurt or has psychological issues that cause them to act in a way that is contrary to their physical type. (ex: an introvert raised by extrovert parents might think it's "wrong" to not be extrovert but would be more comfortable as an introvert.)

These are the types: there are 4 parts

Part one:

Introvert-This is not the same definition that we commonly use. An introvert gets energy from within. Their eyes aren't as wide open all the time and when they smile it's just their mouth that smiles. When in introvert leaves a party they feel good. They are often one-at-a-time friend people. NOT A BAD QUALITY LIKE THE WORLD TEACHES! You don't have to be scared to be an introvert. If you're scared of people you have other problems that need to be dealt with. An introvert can be loud and exciting too.

Extrovert-an extrovert can be a quiet person but they get their energy from the people around them. They talk with their hands and when they smile they use their whole faces. They don't want the party to end. They often have lots of friends and like them all the same.

Part 2:

Sensory-They take in the information they see and hear. What is in their environment. Their eyes are slightly divergent.

Intuitive-They take in information based off of their intuition. How they feel about what is going in. Their eyes are slightly convergent

Part 3:

Thinker- Take longer to make decisions, gather the facts first. Pointed features

Feeler-Make decisions quickly based off of how they feel. rounded features

Part 4:

Perciever-Mercy, they seem more physically relaxed

Judger-Justice, strait stiff posture.

Out of all this Brandon is Introvert, Sensory, Thinker, Perciever which would make him royalty. If he were a King he would be a very thorough, protective, and merciful king. He is able to forgive and forget. He is able to "not sweat the small stuff".

I am Introvert, Intuitive, Feeler, Perciever which is a citizen. I am made to mingle with the commoners and help from the ground up, one person at a time. Because I am intuitive, feeler and perciever I am able to feel others pain, joy and accomplishment. This is an amazing superpower but also a great burden for me. At times I feel as though I have the blues or depression but it may just be that I am feeling the weight of the world.

In our relationship this has explained so much. I now know that if there is a decision to be made Brandon will decide based on the facts and with careful planning. I will decide based on my feelings for the moment. If I am sad, Brandon know that I can't "just get over it" but that I truly am hurting.

There are different ways to compliment each of us as well. Brandon can receive a compliment directly. "You look nice!" I cannot. Because I am concerned so much with the welfare of others when I am directly complimented it makes me uncomfortable as if it's a cut down to others and I will always deflect it. Ex: We are at a girls night and someone compliments my new boots. I deflect by saying "Oh I've had these for a while." or "Celia is the one who posted them on pinterest, Thanks Celia!"

I could go on and on about this but really the best way to learn is to get the book. "I'm not crazy, I'm just not you."

My only warning is to make sure you go off of your looks and physiology vs how you think you act because you might just be acting against your true personality and you'll be a lot happier to just be you. All are good. All have a place.

A Perfect Christmas

I sat down yesterday to blog but the Internet wasn't working right so I kept my thoughts in my head. Not that I have time to write I have so much and not sure what to say. I guess I'll start with today. Christmas is over. Christmas confuses me....

Christmas is simple.
Christ was born.
We love him.
We celebrate.

Simple right? what about...

pinterest crafts
stockings
Santa
gifts
cookies
Christmas dinner
white elephant exchange
ugly sweater party

I love to think about the little nativity piece that we all save for last, the baby in a manger. That is what we are celebrating. That is who the season is for. Everything else just adds to the chaos that we call Christmas.

In my world Christmas would be different. In my world we would have no Christmas trees, only white lights to decorate the house. We would have a beautiful nativity set that could always be played with but could never be broken. There would be the beautiful Mary and her brave friend Joseph. There would be a manger with hay. Throughout the month the manger would become softer and softer as with each of our good deeds we would add a piece of hay, a gift for our savior.

Christmas Eve would be a special day filled with beautiful Christmas music and stories of His miracles. We would have a hot chocolate par after dinner with all the things you could ever imagine putting in your hot chocolate and popcorn the same way! We would all sit around the table as we took turns reading from the bible the story of our Lord's birth. We would end the night with group hugs and kisses and an excitement for the morning!

On Christmas morning I would wake to 3 beautiful children exclaiming, "Christmas is here!!! It's Jesus' Birthday!!" Daddy and I would sleepily grab the camera and join the children in the living room. We would them open presents starting youngest to oldest. Each child having a homemade or re gifted item for each others. Oh, to see their faces light us as they give to one another! Then time for gifts from mom and dad. Simple gifts for each child but still special. These gifts would be to help them develop a talent or create something wonderful. Daddy and I would have something for each other as well but will be shared after lunch at nap time. I would have poured out my heart to him in a letter thanking him for the past year and he would do the same for me...except his would be folded in a heart shape. <3 p="p">
As the kids are playing with their new gifts we make a waffle breakfast with any topping they want. Grandparents and cousins and aunts and uncles soon join us for...The perfect Christmas. (According to me.)

Atticus

He would call himself Atticus Finch Meric Brandon Glick. His cousin is Meric and for some reason he is Atti's hero. Not that Meric doesn't deserve to be his hero but just shocking since he has almost 30 cousins...or is it 31? Atti just turned 4 this week. He was very excited to get a Bop-It and boxing gloves for his b-day. We even got training mits for Brandon. He loves anything manly and strong...unless he doesn't get his way when he starts to high pitch cry and goes to his room. He would play the Wii all day long if we let him. He is really good at it and a fast learner. He often takes off his shirt to show me his muscles and "forgets" to put it back on. He loves to snuggle but thinks kisses are grose...or "frose" (how he used to say it). He is sad that he can't go to school yet and honestly so are we. He has so much positive energy that I don't want to waste any of it. When I ask him to do things he runs to get it done and asks what else. He is a really picky eater but is learning to try and choke down most things. We have recently learned that he likes meatloaf! We have cows in the crop circle next to our house and he looked out the window and said, "Mom! I want to go, get that cow, and CUT IT!" I guess he was craving a hamburger. He is very aware of his surroundings and doesn't yet have a filter...especially when he asked me why (outloud) why the ward clerk's mommy cut his hair so short on top. (um...he's just balding...) If I had one wish for Atti it would be a huge basement with every jungle gym accessory possible. And a never ending supply of hotdogs and bologne sandwiches!

Quilting

 I wanted to make quilts for the girls. I wanted them to be alike but still individual. Phoenix ended up helping me pick the fabric from the clearence section and she did a great job. Hers has a lot of purple and teal and Brinna's ended up with a lot of green and pink. My sewing machine broke but I was excited to get a now one for an early christmas present. Thanks Brandon!! As soon as I finished Brinna's she took it from me, wiped her nose on it and went and laid down. I think she likes it!

 

Brinna Kate

My beautiful Brinna. She has a smile that just blows me away. She uses it mostly when she is doing something naughty to show you that she is aware of that she is doing and she's not afraid of you. She would take 4 showers a day if I let her, "My I show!" she yells as she tears off her clothes. She loves her sippy cup and would much rather a world where we never ate but always drank milk. She climbs in and out of the crib although she falls out too. She loves her blanket and would carry it around all day if we let her. She is pretty sure she can do anything the big kids can and usually she keeps up really well especially when jumping on the spare mattress and wrestling. If you can't find her she will usually be on the counter, in the snack cabinet, in the dryer or under the sink. Ok that's not true...she way also be in my bathroom spraying hairspray all over or dumping out the qtips. She is a tease. She doesn't have many words but sure doesn't need them to get her point across. She is very expressive especially when she wants something. One word to sum Brinna up...TAZ

Here are her words...

She ow - He/she hurt me
juice - any drink
no - yes, no, maybe, I'm not sure
i you - I love you
MAAaaaaa - Mom
Da - dad
Atti - Atti, Phoenix
baby
show
sh - shoe
tee-kitty




I'm sure there are more but these are the ones I hear the most.

 

 

 

Lately...

I have not blogged lately. I used to love blogging because I felt like it was an outlet for myself and my feelings. I found peace in doing so and peace in knowing that my words might someday help someone else. Right now I feel differently. Right now I feel tired, like blogging would take effort that I don't feel I can muster. There have been a lot of really great times lately.

Atti's Birthday, Brandon's company dinner, new sewing machine, lost 6 lbs, Quitling, photo gigs, nursery calling, scripture study with guides, Brandon done with school except his thesis, Christmas cards and shopping, Stargate SG1, Jamberry Nail Shields, Trip to Boise, Thanksgiving, first snow...

I have TONS of pictures. I would like to upload them but don't feel it's a top priority. I have a story to illistrate...

Yesterday it started to snow really hard. It stipped just as Phoenix got out of school and Atti and Brinna woke up from naps. I fed them a snack and then had an idea..."We should all go outside!" I was so excited because it has been a long time since I have played in the snow.

It took 20 min to get them all geared up and ready and they were out the door. I looked to see that I was wearing shorts and I was barefoot...these were my thoughts...

I gotta get dressed!
Do I even have gloves?
Oh they are in the bin in atti's room.
This is taking forever to find them and I am missing all the fun!
I don't have a coat so I'll wear Brandon's.
Should I bring my camera?
I don't want to miss the fun so I'll leave the camera.
I need to hurry because they'll be done as soon as I get out.
Ok I fould Brandon's gloves.
I'm taking the camera.
No I'll leave it inside.
Oh they look so cute...just a few pics.


I was SO worried that I was going to miss something. I ended up taking pics then helping them build a snowman. Atti then challenged me to a snowball fight!

Anyways then we came inside after 20 min and I had a huge pile of wet clothed to wash and 3 cold wet runny nosed fussy kids.

This is the way we roll around here lately. It was worth every minute and load of laundry but I am tired.

I am tired.