Friday, January 30, 2009

A Washburn Family Christmas

Despite my best intentions, I will probably never get around to doing a "real" post about my Christmas, so I will just post a few of my favorite pictures from the holidays.



My sisters, brother, and I. No, we did not sleep this way, but it is how my mom found us on Christmas morning. I love that Christmas these days is more about being with my family than about findng my Christmas loot, like it used to be. And it is kinda funny how we used to wake my parents up so early on Christmas morning, and now they have to come wake us up! Or at least drag us out of bed.



My dad, his mom, and my mom holding the quilt they made me for Christmas. They made one for all the kids, plus Liz, making six in all and they started in October. And it was a complete surprise for all us! By far, my favorite Christmas gift and the inspiration behind me getting a sewing machine and making a goal to make a quilt for my kids for Christmas sometime in the distant future.




My cute grandma with the temple-bag-on-wheels that my parents gave her. She was so excited about it because she works at the Manti temple and has been saying how cool she thinks these bags on wheels are.



My dad in the leather jacket my mom got for him. Looks pretty good! And definitely the best dad ever!



and here is my new hot tub, er, mountain bike! Which I am very excited for, and plan to use a lot when the weather gets warmer.



Here is Peter, with Conor(the boy he mentors), making a gingerbread house. Actually, it turned out to be a graham cracker army base. Conor is nine years old and he is a boy in every way. I bought a bunch of colorful candies to use in decorating but Conor refused to use them because "army bases aren't colorful-that would help the enemies see them!" and then after we finally got it finished and a few pictures taken, Conor wondered, "Do we get to destroy it now?"

So--that is my Christmas in a nutshell! It was a lot of fun and now that I have posted about it a month late I can finally move on with my life.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

My new project

So I bought a sewing machine a few weeks back from Wal-mart.com. It was only $129.00 for the sewing machine and a sewing table, so it sounded like a good deal. I don't know if the brand of sewing machine is top of the line, but for my first one, that's ok. I picked it up at Wal-mart the other day and opened it up just to look at it. Now, who wants to teach my to sew?

Thursday, January 22, 2009

I got it...

Just to inform all my avid blog readers(ha.) I did get my kiss in the snow!! More because it was snowing when we said good night after a date, but still. And I guess the secret is out...I am getting married! And we finally found a date: May 8th at 11:30 am. First it was April 24th, then the temple called me to tell me they had decided to have that be their maintenance closing for the year. Then it was May 1st, then my sister-in-law, my cousin, and my videographer couldn't make it because of final exams and college graduations, plus one of my co-workers decided to go on a crusie, making it difficult for me to get more than a few days off. Now it is May 8th, and if you can't make it don't tell me cuz I don't wanna know!!!
I have Christmas pictures that I have been meaning to post. Maybe that will come later today or tomorrow. I did have appointments to go look at wedding dresses and meet with a florist tomorrow, but those plans changed when my mom called me this morning and told me that my little sis was in skiing accident in Logan last night and broke her pelvic bone in two different places. I guess they are spending today talking to her teachers and then they will take her home for a few weeks until she can walk with crutches. That poor girl seems to have all the bad luck. And I feel bad for all the boys that take her on dates and end up calling my parents to say that the date ended when the ambulance came and took her to the ER. Anyway, I am going home today to spend a few days helping so my mom can work and so my sis won't go crazy with boredom.