Christmas and Fountains
I have exactly one Christmas decoration up. One. I’m not sure where the rest are, but I’m relatively sure they’re in a box somewhere. Story of my life lately.
This weekend Ryan got stuck working all weekend again. That’s him being gone from Friday morning until Monday morning. But I’ve made the most of it! Friday africankelli and I went to see Evita (which stunk, but the company was good! And our Isreali dinner was AWESOME). Last night I went to my work party (dateless) and had a great time. The problem with having an appetizer potluck is everyone ends up bringing spinach dip, thinking they’re the only ones who count that as their patented recipe. I made jalepeno cilantro hummus, which was delicious. Oh, and the party? Yeah, imagine a bunch of drunk engineers stumbling around a good Mormon family’s house, and a white elephant exchange (at said Mormon family house) where the gifts are things like KY, and massage oil… But this house was gorgeous and there were actual horses in the back yard to play with.
Today I made pumpkin chocolate chip bread for the firefighters. Seriously, it is heavenly. I love going to the stations because the guys treat everyone as their family. And sometimes it really does feel like a family at the station
After visiting the station I took a little picture taking trip to Fountain Hills. Fountain Hills is where the rich people, who don’t want to flaunt it Scottsdale-style, live. GOREGOUS houses, and there’s a park in the middle with a fountain that shoots up so high that it can be seen for about 30 miles. There’s also a frisbee golf course around the lake. Evidently if a frisbee nearly takes off your head while you’re taking pictures, its not a good idea to pick it up and offer to return it to its owner. I’m still struggling to get ahold of my new camers’s functions, but here’s some:
Well, that’s all for today. Tomorrow I have a hand-holding, campfire song singing, come-to-Jesus meeting at work between two groups who act like high schoolers. Grown adults who need to be put into a room and told to get along. Hey, at least there’s free food!
