Christmas Update

Tyler: We're coming on Thursday. Does Grandpa have sausage?

Me: Yes, Grandpa has sausage in his fridge.

Tyler: Does Grandpa have enough sausage?

Me: Well, now, I don't know.

Getting excited for Christmas. The Relief Society dinners, work parties and other "events" are pretty much over. I went to see "The Christmas Carol" at the new theater in Centerville last week. And Friday night I curled up on the couch and watched "White Christmas." So, as long as Grandpa has enough sausage for Christmas morning, I think the real magic of Christmas is about to begin.

I've Heard It Both Ways

So I've become a little bit addicted to the TV show "Psych." It's about a guy who pretends to be psychic and works with the Santa Barbara police department to solve strange crimes. Psychic Detective Shawn Spencer is obnoxious. But the writers on the show come up with some comic gems that are just too good to ignore.

One of my favorite lines was the Psych commentary on Facebook as "A place to share intimate details of your life with people you would avoid talking to on the street." As Gus would say, "I hear that."

Reasons Why Life is Good

So Tyler and I have spent a lot of time together on the phone recently. In the past few days, he has come up with a solution to the "yucky tummy" he experienced at Thanksgiving. His plan for Christmas is to eat less candy and more sausage. I'm interested to see how that works out for him.

He also told me yesterday that he didn't want to be a shepherd in the little Nativity I want to put together for Christmas Eve. He wants to be a Wise Man, with his brother Bryce and (wait for it) Grandpa to back him up. Something tells me he just might get his Christmas wish. Love this kid to pieces!

Reasons I Have Been a Slacker

Missed this blog? (Yeah right.) But here are some of the reasons I have not been posting updates recently. In no particular order.

* I had kidney stones. I spent Thanksgiving in the Emergency Room and followed up with two more ER visits that next week for stronger drugs. I passed the last of my two "pebbles" last weekend and am now pretty much back to my real life. But I'm still mad I missed a trip to Las Vegas to visit family and a weekend in Boise that I had really been looking forward to.

* Davis County was hit with the biggest windstorm we've seen in the past 213 years and we were all without power for days.

* I suffered the most severe heartbreak of my 32 years (call me for details - it's not really blog material!!!) and temporarily lost all ability to function as a normal human being.

* I'm in charge of my ward's Relief Society Dinner next week. We expect about 125 women to attend. Does anyone know how many Texas Sheet Cakes it will take to feed 125 women? Keep in mind we're also serving peppermint ice cream with chocolate syrup with dessert!

Last, but certainly not least, last week I called Chilis to make a to-go order. At the end of the call (as is customary) the Chilis employee went to confirm my order. She started out with what I had called the Buffalo Chicken Ranch sandwich... but what she called the Buffalo Whatever sandwich. I have spent a considerable amount of time since then pondering why you would even bother to confirm someone's order if you were going to refer to the Buffalo Whatever sandwich.

Reality Check

Last night I caught a glimpse of myself in a flannel nightgown, knee socks, glasses, messy ponytail, carrying a plate of cheese and crackers, with toothpaste on my chin to dry out a ginormous zit.

And I marveled yet again that I'm not dating anyone.

Tyler is 5

Adventures in Babysitting

Last weekend I got to spend some one-on-one time with Miss Lauren. Tay has continued his winning streak on local radio stations and he and Heather were able to take an over night trip to a nearby ski resort.

Mostly these days, Lauren likes to walk from room to room with a huge smile on her face and something (anything) in her hand. She also specializes in being impossibly cute. We had a lot of fun together on Girls Night. The only rough spot was the diaper-and-a-half she had in the middle of the night that was bad enough I decided to throw her pj's straight in the trash. She more than made up for it though by falling asleep with me on the couch right after.

I bought Lauren the outfit she is wearing in this picture mostly because I have an outfit just like it (except for the skinny jeans... don't worry, mine are a more "relaxed" fit). She looks way cuter in hers. Good thing I like her so much or I might be a little jealous.