A Wecker Week

A little hanging out

A little bit of grading papers

A little MLK day service 

A little bit of exercise

A little bit of bunko mutual

Habitation Hunting

Just when you think that perhaps you have found a good place to abide for a year or so, you find this next door.

But, luckily this is also a few doors down

And over a delicious dessert, we decide to give up for the day.

New Things

The weather outside is kind of gloomy so we headed for the great indoors today and drug Katie along with us.  We worked hard in pilates so we could feel good sitting in a movie for a couple of hours, eating out, and splurging at the bakery.  We probably should have spent a few more hours in plank position to justify that much gluttony.  I did embrace the new year by trying new foods - muscles at McCormick and Shmicks and tasting the flour wonders at the much raved about but never previously visited, Beaverton Bakery.  

Utah Goodbyes

With two great families to hang out with in Utah, it was really hard to abandon vacation.  We had such a wonderful time with such fantastic people.  Being back home is not without its charms, we do have a pretty good life, but we still sigh when we have to make our own breakfast. 

Bundled up

I'm pretty sure my sister Megan spent more time dressing up for skiing than she actually spent on the slope.  We had such a fun day riding snowmobiles and skiing.  I might have set a record for getting stuck on the snowmobile (and running into trees - pictures pending) but I outlasted all the girls on the slopes. 

Christmas Morning

Both Mike and I got gifts that will require a lot of practice before we can really appreciate them.

New Camera

Thanks to mom and dad for a fabulous Christmas gift.

The Logan Temple

Snow work

The snow has provided all our necessary workouts for vacation ... snow chain squats, shoveling shoulder presses, and snow angel spinning. And in all honesty, I am sore.

Logan

After a two harrowing hours driving through the snow, one annoying pair of chains, three Christmas cds on repeat, fifty texts from Katie's boyfrieds, and one bag of moose much, we made it to Logan. It feels good to be here with family. In our first twenty-four hours we have started a snowman with good intentions and then left dad to finish it, only joining again to add the facial decoration; we have shopped at the mall and then shopped in each other's suitcases; we have simulateously mocked and adored both High School Muscial movies (a special nod goes out to my mom who sleeps through every movie, even at the theater, but finished both of these movies awake and singing and an honorable mention to my dad who loves cheesy movies as much as his four girls); and we have spent hours in transitory conversation telling stories - most of which involved the dating adventures of my cute and single sisters and lots of trips down memory lane.