"These mashed potatoes are so creamy..."

"Mary mashed them!"

It's December now, which means it's officially Christmas! And that means it's time to break out the classics:  Elf, Home Alone, and While You Were Sleeping.  One Christmas I had the flu and watched Elf four times in one day.  It was awesome and yes, I still love the movie.  

The only problem is that most of these Christmas movies are chic flicks and Josh is the only person I have to watch them with.  So all I get to hear is "That is so fake!" "Seriously, why do girls like this?"  and on and on and on.  Yay.  And this is the reason I rarely make Josh watch movies with me.  Sigh.  Anyone wanna come over and watch "White Christmas" with me?  

I may have accidentally put up the Christmas tree last night. Oops. Too bad we don't have any ornaments yet. It's also too bad that when I bought it last year, I was still thinking tiny-cramped-apartment-with-no-room-to-walk as opposed to large-empty-front-room-that-still-has-no-furniture-of-our-own-in-it. Oops again.

Camping Pictures

I finally remembered my camera! We went camping with some friends at Canyon Lake. Very different from camping in Utah, because there are like NO trees. But we were right on the lake which was pretty cool.

Here's Maggie on her very first camping trip: She had a hard time figuring out how to not get tangled with her leash.

Tinfoil dinners-Yum!

Josh always falls asleep early

We went fishing in the morning-sort of. It only lasted for about 30 minutes before we got bored and left.
So there was our first camping trip. We finally got to use our lantern and sleeping bags. Can't wait until next winter.

We're headed out the door to go camping. That's right. Camping. Because it's still like 80 degree down here. To all you Utah people dealing with a foot of snow...HA! But don't worry-I'll take some pictures!

Trick or Treat!

So I got to give out the candy to trick or treaters on Halloween this year. For the first time. Ever. In Manila, we lived too far out of town for people to come to our house, so this was definitely exciting. Except for one thing...

Apparently it's common for adults-full grown ADULTS-to go trick or treating as well. First they send their kids up to the door, then they follow holding out their pillow cases. None of them spoke a word of English and I was too scared to say no. I always said I would go trick or treating until I was 80, but I didn't actually mean it. It's just weird. And it kind of makes me mad.

Confession:

Scrubs makes me cry. A lot.

Wee-Zur

Josh loves, loves, loves Weezer. I had never even heard of them until college. Some kid in class mentioned that he was going to Weezer that night. So I piped up "I have a friend from Weezer!" meaning Weazer, ID. And then he looked at me like I was an idiot. Because I was. Even after I found out about Weezer the Band, I still wasn't that big of a fan. I mean, they were ok, I guess.

So last weekend we went to the State Fair to watch the Weezer concert. It. Was. Awesome. I wish I had remembered my camera :( Seriously, best concert ever. And Josh has never been so happy.

The rest of the fair was great, too. Hamburgers-$30, Parking-$20, More mullets in one place then I've ever seen before-Priceless.

I'm still allergic to Maggie

And I'm driving Josh INSANE because I clear my throat/cough about every 10 seconds. So--anyone have any advice? Or should I say, does anyone want the cutest puppy ever? :(

Wake-up Call!

A few weeks ago, Josh woke me up in the middle of the night, saying that someone was breaking in or had broken into our house. For those of you who were my roommates, you know I don't wake up very easily. So naturally, I tried to roll back over, telling him it was nothing. But Josh gets up and goes to our bedroom door, so I panic and decide to believe him. At this point we have no idea if someone is actually in our house or not. Josh goes to the top of the stairs and yells in the loudest, deepest voice I've ever heard heard him use "GET OUT OF HERE!" and then calls 911. In the meantime, I'm running around upstairs, looking for something, ANYTHING, that we could use as a weapon. Shirts, pants, a pillow? A shoe? How about my straightener? Would I have time to heat it up or should I just whack them with it?

In the end I grabbed Josh's plastic, wimpy guitar stand and tried to give it to Josh so he could use it if we needed. I say tried, because I conveniently managed to place it directly behind him, so that he turned around and tripped over it--not once, but TWICE (3 am, remember?). By this time we had figured out that someone was not in our house yet, but was knocking on the door now. Anyway to make this incredibly long story just a little bit shorter, the cops came, it was some totally wasted chic who lived on the street next to us but got confused, due to her inebriated state.

So, even though it ended up being nothing, Josh and I have been feeling very insecure in our new house. We live at the end of the cul-de-sac and our property borders the backside of a strip mall, so really anyone could hop our fence. It's crazy how this one little event, which really was nothing, totally freaked us out. I can't imagine how we would be if something actually did happen.

Fall Break is awesome because:

1. Shopping
2. Sleeping in (well, until 6:30 when Josh leaves and then I have to watch the puppies)
3. Judge Judy everyday
4. I get to laugh at Josh and text him during the day to remind him that he's working and I'm not
5. More shopping
6. Finally, a clean house!
7. Naps in the middle of the day
8. Lunch with friends

Fall break=Awesome!