Title is fitting...

Yes...I have discovered that I am as lousy at blogging as I am writing in a journal. I think pretty much everyday that I need to update my blog...and then never get around to it. I missed posting our halloween pictures, going to Disney on ice, seeing Twilight, heck, Brad and I even went to our first Jazz game of the season!

We spent Thanksgiving in West Haven, at my sweet sister Jacki's. As we were leaving Jacki said she felt like it was chaotic. Well...with 11 adults...10 kids...and three dogs...does anyone expect it to be calm?! We have never been a quiet eat on china type of family and never will be. It was wonderful (Jacki I hope you read this) thank you for hosting!

Here is a picture of the cousins. Now, how hard it is to get 10 kids, that range in ages of 15 to 3 to smile at the same time...Impossible!

Friday morning came and Steph and I left at 4 am for our traditional Black Friday shopping. Oh how I love Black Friday...neither Steph or I were in a frantic search for anything. But I love that adrenaline rush as Target opens their doors! (Or it could be that I don't get into trouble for spending $100+ at Target on Black Friday. Any other day, I would have some explainin' to do)







Friday afternoon we promised Emily we would take her to (FINALLY) see High School Musical 3. Now when we made this promise the movie was still in Tooele...by Friday it was gone. So We all headed back into Salt Lake to see the movie. Now I liked High School Musical 1 and tolerated the overacting in HSM2. But HSM3 had me cursing Walt Disney! Come on...it was torture... Brad and I spent one and a half hours rolling our eyes and wishing the world was a safer place so we could just drop her off and go and watch James Bond! But then we looked down our isle and Emily is perched on the end of her chair...mesmorized. It made it all worth it (well almost).




Yes I realize my shadow is in the picture...don't judge me...this was the best one of Em doing her HSM jump.

One of the previews was for another Disney movie, called Dog Hotel, or something like that. I leaned over and said to Brad: "I don't care how many times her friends see it, we will not go!" It is not a threat...it is a promise!




To sum up my thanksgiving post: I am thankful for my family, my husband who puts up with me, but still manages to be my best friend and lover. I am thankful for my daughters and their excitement for the little things in life. I am thankful for my sisters and their husbands, for making me laugh and providing myself and my kids with a sense of family and knowing that whatever happens they will be there for us. and I am thankful to my parents, even though things haven't turned out as I pictured, it all started with them.