Tracie's World

Ever since I moved into Tracie's Holladay Inn, I've been looking for a nice framed picture to hang over the stairway.  That space is probably at least 12 feet high or more, and it just is screaming for something nice to hang on it.  But alas, I haven't found anything I particularly liked. At the same time, I've been looking for a really cool picture of the Salt Lake Temple. Unfortunately, I haven't seen any that have just taken my breath away. So back a couple of weeks ago, just after ringing in the New Year, I kind of sat pondering on this again, and I had what I considered an absolutely brilliant thought. A sudden stroke of inspiration, if you will. I was looking at the most recent Conference issue of the Ensign, and all of the awesome photographs that were in it, when it occurred to me that I could cut out a bunch of said photographs, from that issue and from the other old issues I had around, and I could use those to take care of the empty wall. And that nig

I've always been a bit of a news junkie. I think it's important to know what's going on in the world. But over the last few years, I've become increasingly disgusted with national and global politics, and the constant stream of the world's worst, to the point that I mostly avoid it. But here's the thing. I'm still a news junkie. So what does one do when they have a thirst for knowing what's going on but they can't stand knowing what's going on?  For me, I've come to realize that I need to seriously avoid any of the so-called "News" channels. No FoxNews, no MSNBC, no CNN, no Nightly News of any variety. AT ALL. Nothing where there's a plethora of talking heads that aren't really saying much but are being snarky to each other. And definitely nothing true crime.   I read the Yahoo News Headlines, but as far as actual articles, I only read the fluff ones - sports, entertainment, health, cooking. I read both local papers, (al

Here we are, a few weeks into January, and I feel like I haven't had time to breathe long enough to post an update. Not that I haven't had plenty of time. But the workdays have been so full, with lots of things happening at once, that I find I've needed to come home and take a psychological breath, so to speak. My brain just gets overwhelmed. As good as we women are at multi-tasking, it seems that in this day and age, with the speed of communication happening at what feels like Warp 5, and everything and everyone wanting to be your Priority 1, sometimes you just can't keep all the balls in the air any longer. And that's the time when you need to take a break and have a frosty. Case in point: This past Monday. I had spent the day fielding questions from colleagues, scheduling meetings, responding to a plethora of IIBA chapter emails, and had been handed several new projects. And a few personal things had come up that had me worried. Like Martha of old, I was "