"Oh wonderful snow, don't you wish you could roll about in it like dogs?"

 YES. To quote Coldplay "When you're still waiting for the snow to fall, it doesn't really feel like Christmas at all." Let me tell you, Coldplay was right! Not even that there is no snow, I can handle no snow, but it's 60 degrees here people, there's not even a chill. No matter how many times I listen to "The Carpenter's Christmas" I still can't quite get into the spirit of things. But alas, I will persevere. However, I was walking downtown today and saw a group of people dressed in red. One lady with a red balloon came up to me and said "Hello, we are here spreading the Christmas cheer and giving balloons to people who aren't smiling." Did I really look that grumpy? She gave me a hug and went on her merry way. Then I saw some people dressed up as carolers, so now I feel a little happier about things. But I was left walking around alone downtown with a balloon in my hand like a child. Anyway, it's a good thing  we are headed to good old Blanding Utah for Christmas to be with Randaroosky's family. I am beyond excited. Only a couple more weeks until we leave.


If you read my last post you will remember that I promised a story of two drunken men on Thanksgiving. It's really not that exciting, but here it is. Rands and I were on our way home from seeing the new Hunger Games movie (it's super good by the way) As we are walking I see two guys just sitting on the sidewalk. As we walk past one of them says "Hey, do you guys know where the nearest bar is?" Being super knowledgeable on all the most hip hoppin' bars in town I said "There are some that way downtown, but they are probably closed." In a slurred manner he replies "Yeeeeeah we checked. We are literally just waiting for a cab so we can go back to our hotel and get drunk some more, but... can we hang out with you guys?" Randy replied that we were old and married and we would be no fun to hang out with and we wished them a Happy Thanksgiving and left. It made me sad to think that someone's Thanksgiving consisted of just getting drunk all day, but I will always remember the two drunken fools that wanted to hang out with me on Thanksgiving. Manny and Fred. (i'd like to imagine those were their names.)