thanksgiving

We enjoyed our holiday with these crazies






(Plus a few more that I didn’t get shots of)

The feast and Gwen caught trying to blow out the candle

While there were many other activities going on, Gwen was busy being Uncle Vaughn’s groupie.

it’s official

Looking at these pictures of Gwen back when she was a rollie-pollie five month old makes me baby hungry.


She is just so grown up now.






Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

And, no. I’m not pregnant. I’m just officially baby hungry, which means I can start thinking about getting pregnant.

more colors

our kitchen

our bedroom

inez’s pink bedroom in full sunlight

fabrics for inez’s bedding

forgive me, for i have sinned

Sunday, November 9: I listened to Christmas music on the radio.

Monday, November 10: I let the girls watch one of my favorite Christmas classics.

Tuesday, November 11: I bought myself this purse (from Nepal via the BYU Bookstore) for Dave to gift to me for Christmas. My Dad says it looks like a bunch of spit wads, my brother says it was probably made in Nepal, Oregon and Dave doesn’t think it will hold anything. I explain to Dave that it’s a “date purse” not a “mom purse” so it will hold the essentials (lip gloss, money, keys, etc.), instead of everything under the sun (which is what I usually carry around). I got a compliment on my way to the register, before I even bought it! I mean, how could I pass it up after that? It was like a sign from the heavens to buy it and not feel guilty.

Cute, huh?

The problem is that the music is not doing it for me. Yet. It is not getting me in the mood for Christmas. Yet. I think that there is just something inside me that knows I cannot get in the “Christmas spirit” until the day after Thanksgiving.

The problem with watching the Christmas classics is similar—they aren’t fun to watch/listen to. Yet. I pack them away with our Christmas decor for a reason. I don’t want to hear the sounds of those movies any other time of the year, other than the most wonderful time of the year.

The problem with buying myself something for my husband to gift me is, absolutely nothing. There is nothing wrong with Christmas shopping early. I have been Christmas shopping since December 26, 2007.

sneak peek

So for those of you who have requested to see more (MORE! MORE! MORE!) of the new house, here’s what color Inez’s room is.

It could not be more pink. But I figure when you are four, it’s perfectly acceptable to have a bubble gum pink room.

lately

Besides working at the house A LOT, we have been:

1. Eating too much Halloween candy

2. Attempting to make this amazing craft for Nez’s new room.

3. Watching this while making said craft

4. Eating lots of this

And I just have to add this picture that Inez drew because it is exactly the same way I used to draw people. I love it. This is a picture of me, by the way.

four truths and a wish


1. These are some of the colors of our house that we’ve painted over the last few months.
2. We are moving tomorrow.
3. Everything is totally packed and ready to go for the move tomorrow.
4. I won that Grosgrain give away (see previous post).
5. I might have to have surgery on my wrist.

What’s your guess?

An update as of 8:01pm on Friday night.
1. True
2. This was true when I posted earlier today, but has since been pushed back another week.
3. FALSE. This was my one wish.
4. True and I cannot believe it. I usually have really bad luck with those types of things.
5. True. I do not wish for this as I expect it to be pretty pricey.

Joe, you are correct.
Mom, you are even more correct since you knew that our plans change. But then you had an unfair advantage. So I guess you and Joe tie. Your prizes are in the mail!