Happy Pre-Thanksgiving Monday!

Just a little fatter than Tut

Sheesh, it's so late in the year already! Can you believe it? Mark is excited for Thanksgiving this week. He always enjoys cooking and baking for others, as you know, and we all gain from his talents. ;) Although I'm trying not to; I really want to just eat what I would on my own, and in the serving size that I'd eat on my own. That would help! Last week we went to see New Moon with Seth. We enjoyed it, although it lacked the music and the intensity and romance of the first movie. Also, I didn't like the new vampire contacts. Robt. Pattinson's makeup was not flattering! Also, his physique left much to be desired - and I don't even like muscle-y types! The Volturi encounter was also a letdown. What I did like was Jacob's hair being better, the story, Bella's dad, the huge wolves, and just seeing more of my favorite characters. Going with a crowd and hearing their laughs and sighs and screams was the best part of all. Especially Mark and Seth's moans of enjoyment! Ha! I got to substitute-teach in Relief Society yesterday, and it was on one of my favorite talks of all time: Elder Holland's talk, "Safety for the Soul." Unapologetic and very clear about the truth of the Book of Mormon, it provided a chance for us all to think about how we can be deceived in these times and how to avoid it, and to ask ourselves how we are testifying of the Book of Mormon. How do we want to do that, unequivocably and without fear? I could more easily talk before a crowd of strangers than share my testimony with individuals that I know. For that reason, I need to do the latter more often. I need to extend myself to others more, in friendly and helping ways. And we need to have more Family Home Evenings! It's just continuing to push the envelope a bit, not going overboard and then sputtering out, like an untrimmed wick. Never let it be said that my wick was not trimmed! Seth was home yesterday - he called in sick to work. He's had a cold for a while now, and he'd been working extra for someone else, and it caught up with him. I think it's the first time he's stayed home sick from work. Mark made us some beef tenderloin (which was too hard for me to chew - but that's just me, not the food) and cheesey potatoes, and then he baked some sugar cookies and we watched some old Farrah Fawcett movies. One was simply awful, and the second wasn't bad - it was verrry old, and therefore pretty funny. Called "Murder on Flight 502." Now Mark's gone to work and it's still snowy outside, from yesterday, and that's about all there is to tell you, except that Tut and Jasmine were really wrestling around yesterday. Tut throws his weight around, but Jasmine is more passionate, so they're pretty evenly matched. I felt sorry for little Jasmine. The night before, Mark brought her into our room and held her on his shoulder, which was something I've never witnessed before. It turned out, she'd killed a spider and Mark was grateful to her. Do you think if I would kill spiders he'd hold me on his shoulder? Instead, I hold spiders (or I've been know to) and kill Mark's shoulder! I write more when I think of something, okay? xoxoxo