Etsy is after my heart.

If I had all the money and time in the world, you would all receive handmade Christmas cards that looked like this:

Maybe next year. Settling for the best Target has to offer isn't the worst thing I have done.

It's beginning to look....

Current Weather:

29° F
Partly Cloudy

Feels Like: 19° F

My little New Mexican heart jumped for joy to see all the snow in October. My bubble was also quickly deflated when I realized it melted fast and I will still have to go to school tomorrow. I guess I can still be happy, because when I went to the store to pick up some bread this evening, they were playing Christmas music. I say if it is snowing outside it is never too early for Christmas music.

Anniversary

Joe and I went up to Santa Fe where it all began (6 years ago) for our one year anniversary. It was beautiful. We hit it right at the peak of fall. It has been the best year yet and we suspect it will only get better!

Missionaries Beware

After much contemplation on how I could do better to serve more, the RS sent around the sign up to have the missionaries over for dinner. Because I am in YW most of the time I signed up for several months in advance. The last two times they came over there were some  "issues". I made homemade pesto and lemon chicken. Might I add that it was amazing if I do say so myself. I did happen to notice one elder did not seem so fond of it, so I decided the next time they came I would do homemade pizza. (I mean c'mon, who doesn't love pizza). I was tried to bite my tongue from releasing scathing comments about the ungrateful elder that meticulously picked off all the little toppings he did not like. Although, I do secretely wish he had been sent to Japan just so he would have to learn to love something other than meat and potatoes. This month, I would not be defeated! Joe knew I had signed up for a night when I would not be home until 7 PM. He said he would cook. He went and asked the elder what was their utmost desire for dinner. The response: Meat and Potatoes. So Joe, being Joe, cooked the most lovely pork tenderloin with garlic mashed potatoes, a honey dijion gravy, and carrot and zucchini spears. 7:30 was the set appointment. 8:00PM rolls around...then 8:30. Finally we sit down to our table set for four...9:00PM we clear the dishes and still no word. (Joe had talked to them the day before, mind you) By 9:30 we get some weasley call that they got  "caught up" in things and did not call. Yup- You did not call. Because it would have been a real inconvenience to take 2 mins to tell us you were not going to be coming. I was so ready to lay a Bednar smack down on the inconsiderate missionaries. See if they get my refferals! 

Meet Molly. Meet DJ.

They are in love. They are adorable. They will be married November 21st. We are so happy for you both. DJ, you done good. Molly, you can totally plan a wedding in a month. Thanks for letting us be there the night of the engagement. Here's to marriage.

Balloons, Burrito, and Pete Yorn... The Perfect Fall Morning

What is better than the Fall in New Mexico? I don't think there is anything. Not only is it absolutely colorful and beautiful right now, but that crisp thirty degree weather we woke up to, to go outside and enjoy the balloons was the best. Alan, Julie, Joe and I braved the large crowds at the balloon fiesta this morning. We tried to stay warm by drinking lots of cocoa, going through craft tents (where I spent way too much money on beads made out of paper by Ughandian women...) and just allowing the sheer excitement pulsing through our veins. After the Mass Ascension we headed off to the Frontier. We got massive burritos, huevos, carne adovada and lots of green chile of course. As I drove home "Burrito" by Pete Yorn came on the ipod. Very apropos.

Here is right before they all lift off. (Do you like our matching scarves?)

Look at all the shapes. Best ones this year were from Brazil. My personal fave was the locomotive engine. Very cool. Joe's fave? Darth Vader of course.

Wednesdays

Wednesdays are the bain of my existence. I feel like I am running a marathon. I leave the house around 6:30 AM for the high school (like always). I run straight from school to UNM to go take some classes that I am doing for my master's. From there I change out of the heels and pencil skirt (I seem to be wearing all the time these days), quickly into tights and a leotard. From there I hop back on the freeway in rush hour traffic and head to dance class. After dance class I have rehersal, and when I am completely exhausted I get home just in time for the last half hour of Glee. (I have some priorities here). I do not know why I am even taking time out of my day to write about it. Truth is, I am a glutton for punishment. It is all things I love to do. I just wish it was spread throughout the week a bit better.