Sometimes things don't go as planned, but that's okay; things seem to work out. On Thursday afternoon I got a phone call from my brother. My mom had been rushed in for emergency surgery and would be in the hospital until Christmas day. All the siblings were going to take shifts staying with my father. We had work and school on Friday so we couldn't go up right away, but as soon as we could we packed up the car and headed to the farm. We visited my mother, who was recovering well and was told she could go home a day early on Christmas eve, and then we went to stay with my father. We got settled in for our overnight stay and tried to comfort my dad as much as we could. He gets very anxious and confused when he loses sight of mother. We had to keep telling him over and over why we were there and where my mom was. The overnight went okay, and the next morning, Christmas Eve, we were able to go pick up my mom at the hospital. She was happy to be coming home and dad was happy too.
| Cousins feeding the Horses |
It was Christmas Eve and so far we hadn't been able to do any of the things we had planned. We got home in the evening, and it was too late to prepare the big dinner I had planned. Our first two choices for restaurants was closed, and not wanting a long wait, we hit the Carl's Jr. The place was deserted and the young teens working behind the counter looked at us like we were crazy. We were crazy because to celebrate the holiday we splurged and ordered anything off the menu we wanted regardless of price. Super Value Meals all around! Even Jared got a huge bacon burger with onion rings. Our burgers were surprisingly delicious and we had a good time making ourselves merry, all alone in the restaurant, while the employees, who wanted to be anywhere else in the world but there, looked on.
| Chuck and Ruth won by 6 rows! |
By now it was getting late and we hadn't slept well the night before. We finished off our Christmas Eve with looking at lights, eggnog and, a wild game of water splash categories and some video games. Not exactly the Christmas Eve we had planned, but a fun one and one that we will always remember.
We enjoyed opening presents early the next morning and then getting ready for the 9am service. I sang in the choir and it was all very good and the messages were superb. The rest of Christmas day we were able to do all our Christmas Eve traditions that we had missed. We played the bells, acted out the Christmas story and ate a big fancy dinner. In the end it was a wonderful and very happy Christmas.
Often during these happenings I thought of the Savior. How if He were here we wouldn't find him shopping during Christmas but we would find him serving others. When it was time for the atonement he didn't say to his Father that he couldn't do it because it was Passover. His preparations for that great event happened during the Jews most sacred time of year. And so, perhaps, it is fitting that we were able to serve at this sacred time as well.
More Farm Pictures:
| Climbing on the gravel pit. |
| Posing as if we were on our own reality show. |
| A mood shot. |
David Archuleta
Before all of this happened, on Monday, Kaitlin, Ruth and I were able to go to the long awaited David Archuleta concert. I'm going to let Kaitlin tell you all about it:
Okay, so first, we got lost. We were trying to get to cousin Dayne's wedding reception, and we drove all around this really adorable neighborhood but the address didn't exist! So finally Mom tossed her hands up (really quickly though, because she was still driving,) and said, "Forget it! We're going to David Archuleta!" to which Ruth and I promptly cheered.
We drove down two streets that took just about twenty minutes because of all the people, and then we parked. (There was one leetle parking spot and I was like, "Quick! There will be nowhere else!" So we parked there, only to find two rows of empty spaces waaay closer to where we wanted to go. Fail.) And we walked, shivering and giggling, to Abravanel Hall. It was full of either teenage girls and their moms (like us), old couples, and groups of older women. (there was this ticket guy that was really awesome....)
And so finally we were all seated and ready to go, the lights dimmed, and I'm about to jump out of my chair with joy, only to be faked out because there was the little intro act, who we actually really liked. Every time he said, "Alright, goodnight Salt Lake City!" (he said it five or six times), everyone cheered super loud. But when he said, "I'd like to play another song for ya'll." then there was not very much cheering. Poor guy. No one paid to see him.
Then finally FINALLY David came on the stage, all cute and bouncy, and cute. He sang Sleigh Ride first, dancing and jumping. :) And all the people cheered. So he sang that and Melodies of Christmas, and then sang a set of pop songs, which was a nice little walk down memory lane from the first concert we went to. And then there was an intermission and he sang a bunch of Christmas songs, some from his CD, some not. Some in foreign languages, some not. But the cool thing about David is whatever the heck he sings, he sounds beeeautiful! When he'd hit a high note, it would just ring so loverly! It was just great.
At the end, at his encore, he came back on stage and announced that he was going on a mission! So he's gonna be gone for two years, but that's okay, cuz we support him in his decision. And it was great. The end.
Our Favorite Gift
Of course our favorite gift this year is that our Grandma is okay, and it goes without saying that we are grateful for our Savior. But the monetary gift that was the favorite this year was Pillow Pets. It's amazing that this gift spanned the ages and was declared favorite by every child from the oldest to the youngest (even over Legos - which is saying something). In the past two days I've performed two delicate Pillow Pet surgeries: a bunny tail liposuction and a panda tail reattachment. Both procedures were a success.













