tis' the season

remember how it rained this weekend? and then snowed. and then rained? let us not forget how it all turned to ice. i love utah.

yesterday on my way to church i had my first slip of the season. in my skirt and open toed heels. man down. luckily, there was only one witness, and she loves me enough to laugh at me and let me get up on my own. nothing was ripped. nothing even got wet. my knee is skinned up though...battle wound.

when i got to work this morning and saw the thick sheet of ice covering the whole parking lot, i grabbed my heels, threw them in my purse and walked into work wearing my slippers. i've been switching between the two all morning. (when clients are involved, i slip on my real shoes. otherwise, i've been sporting my slippers around the office)

speaking of work....we have secret santa elves at work. i got here this morning and found a target bag on my chair. what was inside you ask?? 4 boxes of nillas. FOUR. tif had 2 cases of diet coke at her desk. we still don't know who left those babies. merry christmas to us.

we got our last email from brother nathan on the mission today. weird? weird. crazy to think that i'm leaving in a few days to go home to get him from the airport...and staying for an additional week for christmas??? where has the time gone?!?!?

i was put in charge of a sub for santa project we did at work. employees donated money, and people were beyond generous. then, i went shopping. it was a big project, but alot of fun. it is a good feeling to be able to help others. i try to imagine what their christmas will be like, both parent and child, having no clue what is under the tree. i hope they aren't disappointed with their gifts.....six year old boys like transformers, right??

this week will be full of laundry, packing, delivering, cleaning, gifting, hot chocolate, goodbyes, hellos, family, driving, christmas music, shopping, and crafting. i have tried to find time to sit down and make a list of everything i need to get done, but there hasn't been time. i'm not stressed out. i figure what has to get done, will get done. and what doesn't...won't matter.

one thing that has to happen is new windshield wipers. sweet mercy, why is it raining in december????