Oh no you didn't

"Hey, there's Big J!"

"Bryn, we call him Jesus."

2009 sidebar: I have officially posted more entries for 2009. Check.

Today is a yellow day

Looking at my closet, I realized I go through color phases. Meaning I subconsciously gravitate toward a particular color and then buy items in its varying shades.

Since college, this is my color wave and I have a few pieces left from each phase (in order):
Navy blue
Brown
Gray
Blue
Green (this was a long phase)
Black
And now: Purple.

I have about 6 different shirts in varying degrees of purple that I love to wear. Funny, huh?

this week sidebar: it is almost over. shew. Ry and Christy come (hopefully) tonight. I'm ready for this week to be over and to enjoy the weekend and next week...that currently seems to be footloose and fancy.

A festivus for the rest of us

Last night was the festivus and it was a good thing Aaron was out of town because it went till midnight. We decided next year it will be a PJ festivus. I love my friends and it was a really great time. What's in a festivus? Well first we:

• Aired our grievances with one another.
• Competed in a feats of strength contest (kendra is the official tough girl)
• White Elephant exchange (of which I got a smoke'n hot painter's bib)
• Parted with a 7/11 party favor game

it sounds like a lot of games, well because it was, but there was plenty of chatting and treats in between.

Good times, good times.

That is some smooth scat'n

Aaron's parents came this past weekend and it was a whirlwind of fun. The gingerbread house that the girls built with grannie and pa is now in ruins from little snitching fingers. I couldn't be mad about this because I remember snitching candy off our gingerbread houses growing up and it was all part of the fun. The girls are missing them desperately and now we need to figure out when we're going to head to CA this year.

Aaron just realized this morning that he's going to lose about two weeks of vacation come new year. He needs to be better about using his vacation. At Internap, I used every last drop of PTO. It is a crime against relaxation to not use it all.

Festivus sidebar: I'm having my girl's night Festivus tonight. We're going to do feats of strength and more. Should be good times. I've got a bit of scatting still left to do to get ready. And the post office might ruin me. swine post.

It's a big hat, it's funny

Aaron broke his toe. Synchronize swimming. To the nutcracker. At the ward party. He broke his toe during his first dive on a ladder and still finished the routine. It was his big toe. He chipped the bone; we'll see if he needs surgery. This really isn't his year.

She's lecturing me about family?

"Yeah it's okay to run around in circles as long as it's with family."

two men enter, one man leaves

Aaron and I have struggled with the Christmas tree for years now. We both grew up with real Christmas trees and we've had one every year we've been married...including this year. But the past few years, we struggle with the sensible argument to suck it up and buy a fake tree and a pine-scented candle. Both Faveros and Wilsons have made the switch. And the fake tree makes lots of sense, but it just isn't Christmas. We found a fake tree this year, and luckily they had a box problem, so we didn't buy it. But we're planning on it and I'm sure it will be a big fun tree.

To let the kids put their ornaments up, Aaron bought a small Charlie Brown live tree and we put it in the book room. We let the kids decorate it however they liked with colored lights and all. Martha Stewart would not approve. It's perfect. And Lauren read under the light of the small tree tonight. There's magic even in the small trees. The book room smells like heaven: pine and books.

Do I really need a big fun fancy "Mom's" tree? I'm content to settle under the Charlie Brown with the girls and poke fingers at the colored lights.