Of course, he pulls A's out of his pockets every time, and that is one of the more selfish reasons why I married him.
So guys, remember how I said we would be taking a little trip the day after Christmas? Well, it turns out Christmas is practically sitting on my lap, which means boarding a plain to Santiago, Chile, is also sitting in my lap. You know, it's summer down there? Does that mean I have to buy/wear a swimsuit? My skin is practically neon underneath indoor lighting, I can only imagine how horrifying it will look on a public beach with dark-skinned people. Bloogablaga. Can't even think about it. Some hippy can punch me later for fake-and-baking, but it's for the Chilean people's well being that I'm doing it.
And did I tell you? My job is way better than yours. Sure, I've completely lost touch with the writer in me, well, almost. I'm sure some people may frown at this, but don't worry, that part of me is making a comeback. Anyway, the perks of my job are as follows: I still get to design things, including fliers and making the monthly newsletter. I get to edit students' resumes, which we all know gets me all fired up to change the world--I might even get to start teaching resume-building, but I don't want to speak too soon. I feel partially like an elementary school teacher because I get to do mild crafting with butcher paper, ribbon and glitter.
To set the record straight, this is a Frankenmummy.
To top it all off, I get massaged regularly--even at my desk when students come to ask questions they'll perform some sort of magic on my traps.
Dalton really likes money, so I guess it's good that he decided to major in finance instead of accounting. He told me he does not want to watch other people spend money and record, HE wants to spend the money. His money-lovin' is also apparent in how much he enjoys working at Security Services Federal Credit Union. It's a long name, but I think it's a cool place because they pay for our gym memberships. Luckily, my father is always available to yack Dalton's ear off about bonds, the S&P 500, buying Gold, shareholders, etc., etc., etc. No offense, Dad.
Perhaps, the most exciting piece of news in the last week was sending our studly brother Cole Jacob Bennett out into the mission field for the LDS church. All I know is he almost decked a "nerdy" kid in the MTC. Sounds like a great beginning. We are so proud of him, seriously. He is such an amazing person--so caring, loyal and creative--he can do so many things and I truly hope he recognizes his potential while in Everett, Washington (Twilight country).
I've definitely had Christmas on the mind 24/7 lately. I have an egg casserole to make for a Christmas brunch, 4 items to find for gift exchange parties, treats to make for neighbors and our Sunday school kids, work parties, family parties and so on. You know how it is. I'm thrilled I get to spend Christmas with Dalton's family. Usually, I'd be upset I wasn't with my own family, but after traveling to Reno for Thanksgiving, I don't want to make the trip again, and frankly, Utah gets way more into the season. While driving from Lindon into Pleasant Grove I am greeted into my little city with huge lights on a roof spelling "Seasons Greetings from Pleasant Grove City." The main streets are lined with trees lit up to look like cotton candy.
And with all of that, I will leave you with the following moment I captured of Dalton, and a warning that I may be writing again sooner than anyone imagined.
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