Changes

I haven't really been very informative about our lives in my last posts, basically because nothing has changed. But time is creeping by and I am feeling change in the air.

For those of you who don't know. Seth is taking the LSAT next month. Although he will be applying late, we are hoping this is the path the Lord wants for us, because the other paths we decided on are not working.

My wonderful, amazing, principal is leaving our school to become the Director of Elementary Schools for the new district. We are all very sad about it, and anxious to see what kind of person will replace him. I am a little nervous about it, ok, a lot nervous. I loved Principal Goble.

We are planning on taking vacation in June. This is a fun thing for me to plan in my spare time (haha, extra time, hahaha).

We are planning on moving in August when our contract is up, either to move to a law school out of state, or somewhere else in Utah depending on what happens in the next couple months.

My online History class is going well. I took a test last week and received a B+ for all my hard work and studying. Whoo hoo!

Our half marathon training has been going well. We completed two miles this week and are on to three on Tuesday.

For awhile now I have been content with no decisions, but in a matter of months that will change. I hate making decisions, especially big ones. But, such is life.

The Hair That Won't Dye

So, I am completely envious of my husband (who, on an unrelated subject, keeps getting out complimented than me. At church a lady turned around and told him he had a beautiful singing voice, now she didn't say "You guys have such great voices," no, her compliment was specific to Seth: "You have such a beautiful voice! Doesn't he?" Engaging me in my non-compliement. I need to step up my game. I didn't know we had a complimentor in front of us, I would have tried a little harder. That was only one example of many recently.) Anyway, back to the post, I am envious of my husband and sister-in-laws because of their gorgeous hair color. Deep rich dark brown.

Now, Loreal is no subsitute for natural color but I gave it a whirl. Before and after shots, day of:

Now, from the pictures you can see some difference in color. Darker yes, luxurious dark, no, but I was satisfied. Next day, I show my sister-in-laws:

(Note the difference in color)

The day after that, I was back to my original color which you can see in my broken nose post. Should I go black? Or not risk it, since I do have the hair that won't dye? I need help with this. I once dyed it bright blonde, want to see? Ok, I will show you.

I love my Dad in this picture. Just get in the picture already. Also, there is some definite hair in the lower right corner. Who's is it? Everyone in my family is in the picture or behind the camera.

My sister and I on one of our many 'It's not alcoholic, but it is in a fancy glass with sugar around the rim, drink parties.' My brother wanted a non-alcoholic martini, I was like "I don't think that is possible...'

Anyway, definitely blonde is bad. But what about black? Input please.

Movies Can Make Lasting Impressions

Ever since we saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button Seth is convinced he is aging backwards. "I am getting younger everyday," he says. He might actually be telling the truth for once. Here is a picture of him from a year and half ago

And here is a picture of him today



I took this on our way to school. Never you mind how I got the white background.

Sad News

So, I was out sledding and I broke my nose. I didn't want to put it back, so I just left it.


Just kidding. Would you still love me if I looked like this?


I am supposed to be working on my class. Instead I am taking pictures of myself.



Joke's on you Seth. You are right next to me and you don't even know I am wasting time!! Hmm, actually, I think the joke is on me. I should get to work.

Shaved Head and Evan's Dad

Ray came today with his hair shaved off. He was embarrassed about it and didn't want to take off his coat and hood. When asked why he would not take his coat off, I told the kids he got a short hair cut and is a little nervous about it. One kid said, "It's because he is bald." Evan interjected, from his think-time exile:

"My Dad is bald and my step-mom still likes him. The whole family likes him."

So, to all of you bald people out there, don't worry, your family will still like you.

Christmas Program Full of First Graders

Just a few pictures from our Christmas Program. The kids got all spiffed up, it was a very cute affair.

This is Adrian, I love him so much. He has a huge scratch on his face because he got in a fight with a kid in his neighborhood. I made him promise me 5 times he would never get in a fight again. He is such a sweet kid, hard family life though.

And now, a Christmas chain by Evan:

Thanksgiving Turkey, Black Friday Fun

Thanksgiving

I have never been a fan of Thanksgiving. First of all, most researchers are skeptical of there ever being a 'Feast' bringing the Pilgrims and Native Americans together. It is true that Squanto helped teach the Pilgrims cultivating techniques that saved their colony, yet was there ever a joining of Native American and Pilgrim Mom's and Dad's, youngsters, and babies? Secondly, the white man later took (in unfair trades) the Natives land and spread (not purposefully, generally believed) diseases which decimated 90% of the Indian peoples. Sounds like a fantastic reason to overeat and watch football.

I can hear the critics. "It is a tradition of togetherness and giving thanks." I am in support of both of these things. Yet, dedicating the third Thursday to cooking, eating, and napping does not, for me, signify togetherness or thanksgiving.

Growing up, it was a time for family get-togethers, enjoyable till the age of 12. At this age, I realized my family resented one another and there were reasons tears were shed on the drive home, which did not include thankfulness.

One thing I enjoy to this day, Thanksgiving Parade. I didn't watch but a mere minute of it this Thanksgiving, but for some reason I love the broadcast. Would I ever attend a Thanksgiving Parade? No. Absolutely no. Do I enjoy watching it on TV? Of course.

Although I have gone on with this tirade full of anti-thanksgiving resentment. To which Seth will, after reading this post, say to me, "Why did you write all that?" With a shake of the head he will show his disapproval. I did have an enjoyable break. I made 4, count them, 4 homemade pies. Two pumpkin, one apple, and in memory of my passed Grandma Jean a mincemeat pie. I have to tell you, I love the pie, but do not like the obvious and inevitable question, "Is there meat in it?" If you don't know, google it and you will find out.


Black Friday

Growing up, my Mom (and she will admit this) told me that only crazy people, I mean, really crazy people, shopped on Black Friday. If I wanted to get punched, yelled at, or run through the aisles I should venture out to the stores on the God forsaken day. This is a mental paradigm I have had to analyze and overcome throughout my adulthood.

Shopping = fun
Saving big on name brands = joyous
Black Friday should amount to = Nothing short of a gift from the Heavens

My first experience with the day which my mother shudders, was last year. Seth and I traveled long and far, about 15 minutes, to Target at 7:00 am. I was prepared for the worst. I nearly wore boxing gloves, ear plugs, and jogging shoes. Ok, I did wear my jogging shoes, the paradigms ran deep.

The experience was enjoyable. No one punched me. No one raised their voice to me. And I didn't have to run at all. Everyone I came in contact with seemed very sane. Not to mention, we bought about five thousand DVD's all under $10, most under $5. Five thousand.

After last years emotional and physical break through, I was ready for this years adventure.

I didn't wear running shoes.

We hit Target at 7:00. Purchased games, a wallet, and Simpsons Season 11 for $13.95 (normally $39.95) (sorry to price drop, annoying as it is, I had to list the deal) (I also apologize for the amount of parenthesis in a row, it is distracting to the dialogue of the post) (I'm sorry). Not to mention we waited in no line. No line at all.

JCPennys was next on the list. There we purchased Seth a shirt and straight-legged jeans for an amazing deal (I refrain from stating the actual prices).

Third, Wal-mart. Movies for $2, ah-hem, movies for $2.

Lastly, Payless. Who needs to pay more for a shoe that is comfortable, cute, and cheap?

So, a good experience, two years in a row. I would like to declare something here. This is a big step...Black Friday Shopping is for everyone and anyone....not solely limited to crazies.

Thank you and Happy Holidays.