We got to SLC on Friday evening and stayed at the Red Lion Hotel which was really nice and a great deal. Love it when that happens. We stayed there from Friday night to Wednesday afternoon. On that Saturday, Mike, Tyler and Jeremy went with Uncle Nate to be a part of the U of U slaughter of the BYU football team. The score of 48-24 all I can say as at least BYU has the gospel. :) Just kidding. But Mike is a U of U alumni and Tyler has a great desire to be one as well. I wouldn't be bragging too much if I were them, you should have seen the way Mike was dressed. He can't even have the excuse that he was dressed for warmth. It was slightly hilarious to all of us who beheld him.

Thursday was Turkey Day and it was delicious. Mom, Dad and Camie really pulled off Thanksgiving Dinner. There was plenty of food and it was yummy! The homemade pumpkin pie was yummy. I was even debating having a second piece, but then one of the nieces sneezed on the pies and that ended that debate for me. All in all I lost 4 lbs on the trip. I am sure that I lost some water weight, but I was happy to step on the scale none the less.
Here's some of the family. It was LARGE!


Mike spent most of the vacation playing racquetball with his brothers. He had a great time. I got a couple of books read and time in with family that I love, the kids got plenty of cousin time in.
Including Tyler. When he wasn't texting/talking to Paige (What? You haven't heard of Paige? Well, read on), he was spending time with this little guy.


This is Cameron (who's name goes along perfectly with his siblings, Kelsey, Kaylee, Corbin and Kendra.) He's a cutie.
On Friday night we all got together and played Celestial Companions. That was fun and revealing. Then we had a Nelson Therapy Session. I won't say too much about that except that I am glad that in the 19 years I have been in Mike's family we have NEVER had a Nelson Therapy Session like that and I hope to never have one again. Mike left the session feeling better about situations, I just left mad. I wasn't mad to begin with, so you can guess what happened after that.
Saturday we headed home. It was a great trip including the gas prices we had to pay. On our way down to Utah, the prices were smaller and smaller. It was nice.
Now I was in Badger Mountain Bazaar mode. I only had a week to prepare. I thought I was completely ready, but I can always find something else to do. I worked on stuff up until the day of the Bazaar a week later. Mykie even got into it by making these cute reindeer candy canes.
She did a good job. Back to me, I did really well at the Bazaar earning enough to buy Mike and I our Christmas gift without having to dive into our Christmas savings. I won't spoil the surprise for you. I'll let you know what it was tomorrow!
The Bazaar was great. I got to see so many of my friends - especially from Pasco. You all made me feel so missed, loved and grateful to have friends like you. Mykalyn didn't attend the bazaar with me this year. Something she reminds me of on an almost daily basis. Pam spent both bazaar days with me and that was fun! We rarely get time to just sit and talk together without being interrupted by a child or a kickboxing move. It was great. Thanks Pam!
After the bazaar and putting it all away, I was ready to "Christmas" up my life, but Mike didn't get the tree out. The kids and I could hardly stand it, so we took matters into our own hands and about two weeks ago, we dove into the garage ourselves and pulled out every box that hinted it held Christmas decorations. We put up the tree, put lights on it (it doesn't glow like two years ago. I left off about 400 lights this year;), decorated it and like magic - our house was "Christmas". I think that Santa comes for Mike every year. He didn't have to dig for Christmas stuff, decorate, buy, wrap and mail gifts or sign 1 Christmas card. The problem is that I am not patient. I want to get it done and not leave it for Christmas Eve when I know that I will be too tired to stay up until 4am only to be woken at 5am. Mike is a lucky man, 'nuf said.
The next activity was our Christmas Progressive Dinner with the RS. The theme I chose was "It's a Wonderful Life". Fitting, isn't it? We started out at the church with hot cider and then went to our first house where we had squash soup, cheese and rolls. Delish! For my little presentation, we watched Luke II while listening to Amy Grant sing "Mary's Lullaby". Those two things fit perfectly. Thanks Pam! After that I shared a scripture about Mary and how she "kept all these things in her heart." Meaning (to me) journal entry time. Then we went to the next house where we had our main course. It was good eats. There I shared a Nelson Newsletter entry from Mom Nelson about her release as Stake RS president and her testimony of RS. It was fitting. I talked about how important it was to me to read of her thoughts and testimony. At the last house was dessert. The house was gorgeous. The Morgan's had just participated in a charity called the Parade of Lights for Christmas (or something like that). Their home was all decked out with Christmas trees and decorations in every room. My favorite one was the big, bushy tree that rotated. It had 8x10 framed pictures on it of all of their family Christmas photos all over it. It was so ingenious! I loved it.
For the study, several hundred people were divided into three groups and asked to keep diaries. The first group listed the day’s events in their diaries, the second group recorded any unpleasant experiences they had during the day, and the last group made a daily list of things they were grateful for.
The researchers found that the simple act of taking time each day to count your blessings makes a person more enthusiastic, determined, optimistic, and energetic. Those who expressed gratitude experienced less depression and stress, exercised more regularly, and made more progress toward personal goals. Researchers even noted a relationship between feeling grateful and feeling loved, and they observed how gratitude inspires acts of kindness and compassion.1
Remarkable, isn’t it? All this from daily gratitude and thanksgiving.
Of course, the best way to discover the benefits of gratitude is not by observing them in an academic study but by experiencing the miracle for ourselves: When we daily count our blessings, we feel better about life, even in the midst of adversity; we garner a strength of character and largeness of soul that will help us through hard times; and we see life as basically good, despite its challenges and heartaches.
Gratitude does not need to be reserved for holidays and special events. Every day is filled with miracles and blessings. If we open our hearts and look, we’ll find reasons for gratitude and thanksgiving each day, all around us.
It started on the night of our annual attending of the Nutcracker ballet. This was the first year that Brigam went. I think he enjoyed it. I had Mykie, Jeremy and Brigam with me. We went with Brenda Weide and her boys - Cooper, Travis and Jax. It was fun. When we got out, it was snowing. Ever the gentleman, Jeremy put his arm around me to "protect" me from the flying flakes and directed me to the car. He's so cool! Mike has been busy shoveling, shoveling (so I'll forgive the non-participating-in-Christmas-prep stuff). Here's some shots of the snow. Jeremy enjoyed finding all the icicles he could. This one is about as tall as him.



Yesterday was my mom's birthday. Happy Birthday to you! I miss her tons. She is still in Mongolia for another 8 or so months. It will be great to have them both back. I am so grateful that the package that I sent a month ago got there. It was their Christmas you know. And I felt that dad really needed some American junk food. He told me that it hit the spot.
Don't you love this picture? This is Pam's costumed interpretation of Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds". I think it was AWESOME. We had a great Halloween with too much candy. Mike and I actually had the house to ourselves as all our kids spend the spooky night at friends houses. And not a trick or treater in sight. We went to the church for the carnival and the trunk or treat and that was Halloween night for us.

Mykie, by turning twelve, is now in Young Women's. She enjoyed her first mutual ( I think that's the WAY OLD Word for it) and since then. The bishop announced her graduation from Primary to YW at the pulpit a couple of weeks ago. There was where she was able to say her favorite article of faith. She originally told me that she was going to do number 13, but then Sunday morning told me she was going to do number 2. I told her that she could do better than that since she had easily passed them all off in Primary at least twice. She decided to do number 13.
So fun!



If you look closely you can see his cleat there in the middle of the shot. I would have had many more pictures in action, but to do that, your kid has to be in on the action. His coach didn't even play him for almost the entire game. He was put in at the end with only seconds left, the other team ahead by a touchdown and they (the opposition) had the ball. He was there for 3 downs where Enterprise's quarterback just kneed the ball 3 times. And on the sidelines his "super great wonderful coach" was yelling, "Number 41, get that ball!" (Jeremy being #41). Fat chance of that happening. Maybe they wouldn't have lost if they put Jeremy in MUCH earlier. But I digress from my lovely birthday.

