And also

Look what else the Romgi got me for Christmas! It just came today.

Mine mine mine!

Mine mine mine!

Appleskibrjfdszes at my place! …Not today. But soon. You’re invited!


Me again

Yes, I am still alive. Yes, I am still in Utah. And yes, there is snow.

Snow is not really my favorite thing anymore. Well…it never was my favorite thing, but it was fun. Until earlier this week. Monday morning I got up to take the Romgi to work and when we opened the front door, this is what we saw:

Dramatization

Underdramatization. There was double that much.

Actually, the Romgi had looked outside when he got up that morning and there was no snow on the ground. In an hour and a half we got too many inches for me to estimate, and I had the joy of driving up to Orem in it. On the way we saw a bus sliding perpendicular to the road and I honestly thought it was going to crash and burst into flames. (For some reason, I have a great fear of cars bursting into flames – particularly cars that I’m in.) Luckily I made it to Orem and back, but realized that I’d need to go back to tutor in the afternoon and to pick the Romgi up in the evening. Since a storm warning was in effect until 10pm, I decided to drive back to Orem as soon as the snow lightened up for a bit, and hang out at the Romgi’s work or the mall for the rest of the day.

I managed to get stuck in the “parking lot” of our backyard and had to have our neighbor push me out. But by the time I was actually on the road, the snow stopped falling. Completely. It didn’t start again until I’d been safely inside the Romgi’s office for a while. Fortuitous! Blessed! And miraculous! The rest of the afternoon it snowed horrendously (tutoring was canceled, so I didn’t have to leave the building except when I walked over to the mall), but at least the Romgi was able to drive us safely home after work.

Sidenote: we never found a Christmas tree small enough to fit in our car, so I tried to make our house more festive by putting ornament-type things up:

I made that! I'm awesome!

I made that! I'm awesome!

I made these too. Well, not the mirror.

I made these too. Well, not the mirror.

Closeup.

Closeup.

Then: Christmas (a few days later, obviously). We hope we started a tradition by getting a bûche de noël from the French bakery:

It came covered in plastic things.

It came covered in plastic things.

We did not eat the plastic things.

We did not eat the plastic things.

I expected that being with two kids ages 5 and under would mean we had to get up early early early on Christmas morning. Surprisingly, Brandon woke up at 8 but went back to sleep – and Anna didn’t get up until after 8:30. I call that late for little kids. Here are some of my favorite pictures:

Brandon looking seriously underwhelmed.

Brandon looking seriously underwhelmed.

Anna trying to decide if this present is to her or from her.

Anna trying to decide if this present is to her or from her.

Typical - the Romgi's rat is sleeping, while mine is desperately trying to get the attention of a nearby person.

Typical - the Romgi's rat is sleeping, while mine is desperately trying to get the attention of a nearby person.

For me! The Romgi got me a pearl ring!

For me! The Romgi got me a pearl ring!

I quite like it.

I quite like it.

I did end up making Mom’s crescent rolls, and am proud to say I ate 9 of the 24. The Romgi made it to 5 this year, which is impressive. No one else managed more than 2. There is certainly something to be said for building up a tolerance for that much rich breakfast food at once. Those rolls are the best.

Despite the weather predictions of a major storm for Christmas, there was nothing but hail, wind, and a little rain at Besta’s house, and by the time we got back to Provo the 4-5″ of snow (they said there’d be a foot) had been cut down to about 2″ by the rain. So we managed to completely miss the bad roads, and instead had a great holiday!

Coming soon: my last book review this year, my completed 2008 reading list, and, of course, my 2008 Year in Review.

Coming not quite as soon: the Bwun. And the end of sleeping in.

P.S. My husband is super awesome.


My Lucky Day

Guess what reader? (I’m fairly certain I have at least one reader). Today must be my lucky day. I just received an email letting me know that my email address has been randomly selected to receive £450,000.00 in the British National Lottery!! Those generous Brits, aren’t they great?

Can you believe it? It says that “e-mail addresses are picked randomly by computerised balloting,” so I didn’t even have to enter the drawing, and they picked me. Me, out of all the people with email address in the world! The best part is that this is all “powered by the Internet.” I didn’t know that things could be powered by the internet, did you? I bet we could use the internet to power entire cities. ENTIRE. CITIES. I’m definitely going to have to look into things powered by the internet, because the internet is what every energy source should be: cheap, limitless, reliable, and not at all dangerous!

You might be a little suspect of why the British National Lottery is sending me all this money (nearly the equivalent of 1 million dollars in useful currency!) but they completely explained it in the email. They said it was, “to enhance the utilization of the Internet.” Of course it is! Because nobody uses the internet, we totally need to encourage that by giving away money in lotteries that you don’t have to buy tickets for.

They tell me that all I have to do is give them my routing number and my bank account number, and they will wire the funds DIRECTLY to my account. Isn’t that nice of them? I guess paying for law school is no longer an issue. Thanks internet!