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Yes it is true..I have risen from a blogger's death, 3 months later, hopefully with a new found zest and motivation to keep up the blogger's life again. First and foremost those of you who know me, know that my absence was not without good reason. A cross-country move, christmas, and residency interviews were just a few factors that led to my hiatus. Nevertheless, I hope you'll enjoy a slight recap, because I've come to the conclusion that I enjoy looking back on the things that WERE important enough to me to sit down and upload pictures and write down any thoughts or feelings. Unfortunately I dont regularly keep a written journal, and my scrapbooking is slow-going. Either way heres to a resolution to start fresh...a least until the next cross-country move ;o)


Starting with our trip to Arkansas to visit a long lost husband who had been there for 3 weeks. We went to the zoo and had a lovely afternoon together, here are few faves...

Oops ...wrong gorilla!






a morning stretch..I can relate.

The title of this post was going to be "When a surgeon carves a pumpkin"...it was both grotesque and hilarious.

Mya a.k.a Princess peacock...she was stunning and she took her candy gathering very seriously.

Aiden a.k.a Elmo...less than enthused as you can tell.

Okay here is a big gap called Halloween-Thanksgiving...I made two quilts which I'm hoping to post pictures of soon, back to that whole resolution thing.

This was downtown Fort Worth at the Parade of lights the day after Thanksgiving. *Note on Thanksgiving, it was Divine if I say so myself. I treated the turkey like my unborn child, brined it over night, rubbed it with garlic butter, basted it every 15 minutes, glazed it...loved it unconditionally. More than the delicious food, the day was pleasant and peaceful full of games and family and memories.

Here's another gap call Thanksgiving-Christmas Eve. I made two quilts, and remember the cross-country move I mentioned earlier on.....did I mention I made two quilts???

Each Christmas Eve the grandkids dress up and reinact the story told by Luke..Mya was an angel declaring the wonderous birth...I think she looks more like the holiday cheer Meister. (holiday whooby-whatey????)

Cannon was a wise man, and generally a cute kid to boot.

Gracey was the mother mary... holding my mom's voodoo doll...I mean Baby Jesus.

Ahhh Christmas morning in all its glory...it was wonderful. Kimball and I and our family were spoiled by family on both sides. Some of our favorites were tickets to "The Lion King", and a beautiful (and giant) portrait of the Mount Timpanogos temple, from my sister Jennie, it was such a meaningful gift.

Lunch with my sisters, mom and grandma. I'm pretty sure we could run the country.

ask Mya what she thinks about the snow and she won't say "cold" or "white" or "fun"...what she WILL say is "look at the snow...its so PRETTY!!!!!"

For New Year's Eve we decided to make fondue..something, somewhere along the way went wrong...the next thing that was bound to happen was for it to grow legs and walk off the table. New Year's was low key but I enjoyed seeing another year come and go with Kimball and my family...still kickin it together.

I actually wouldnt change the fondue if I had the chance just because I've never laughed so hard with my grandma in my entire life...she tried so hard to find something positive to say about it..

So there you have it..lots of pictures left out but this will work for now, and at least bring me back to life to my fellow bloggers. There ought to be a post on how we are adjusting to Utah life, how the residency interview trail is going, how much we are missing Texas and our family and friends there, etc. etc. etc. Most importantly all the lessons we're learning...but in the words of Scarlet O'Hara "I'll worry about that tomorrow".....its good to be back!