Landon's 1st Christmas

We spent the week before Christmas down in sunny AZ. It was so nice to have a week of relaxation before the big day. It has become (much to my father's joy) a Smith family Christmas tradition to peruse the endless isles at the Mesa Swap Meet. Most of which are dedicated solely to southwestern T-shirts. I was conned into purchasing some jewelry cleaner for fear that the very sparkly 99 year old woman selling it would die before the demonstration was over. Buff fit in with the colorful crowd as she lusted after a certain leather fanny-pack. I'm sure Landon enjoyed this little adventure, not because we let some strange man hold him (that's my brother) but because there is so much to smell, and look at. We made perhaps the biggest mistake by driving back to St. George on Christmas Eve. The drive lasted an agonizing 9 hours instead of 6, thanks to the idiots stopping every 3 feet on the dam to take pictures of the new bridge. Christmas morning was filled with magic, and snot... and vomit. Sam's family has been suffering from the flu, or food poisoning, it's still a mystery. We were very spoiled with gifts, and lucky to have such great families to share the holiday with.

2 whole years!

On December 17th Sam and I celebrated our 2 year anniversary. For some reason it seems like it's been so much longer. We were in Arizona for the blessed day so I took him out for a night on the town. Well, really just to dinner and a movie. Dinner at the Landmark was mediocre (did they always serve $27 meals on cafeteria trays?). We saw I am Legend. Aside from the cheesy CGI creatures we really did enjoy it. Before the night was over, I surprised Sam with tickets to see Jerry Seinfeld in Vegas! I can't wait.


movin on up!

Well, we made the big move! We are officially dunzo with Salt Lake City. Right now we are living in St. George. Not only is the weather here beautiful, but the entertainment couldn't be better... and that's just at the local Walmart! Only at Walmart do they reward and even encourage you to bring your sick children out shopping by offering front row parking to those who qualify.There are many other fun things to look at before you even enter the superstore, such as this friendly neighborhood polygamist and one of his wives. He cleverly tries to blend in by walking with only one of the wives, this is done to avoid looking suspicious.
He keeps a close watch on his others, making sure that they walk several steps ahead.
Once you get inside this little haven you will find herds of his fellow believers, surrounding you on every side. Don't try to smile at them, they will glare at you, because you are the slime of the earth. One day I will work up the courage to speak to one.
Don't worry, if the "Pligs" aren't entertaining enough for you, you can pick up this lifelike Elvis head for a mere $250!


sweets, sweat, and sweaters

We finally hosted our annual Christmas party! Well, I guess it's not officially "annual" since it's only happened once out of the three years we've planned it. Last year I even sent out invitations but cancelled it last minute. This year we had to follow through since we were moving, and we went all out! Festive sweaters and all via the downtown D.I. I fought with myself for a long time because I refuse to wear clothing from D.I, but the the stores and even the Internet produced NO worthy candidates for our sweater party. Plus, who would have thought for $5 a whole family could look so dashing! Once the first guests arrived I was awkward and nervous that nobody else would show up. No worries, half an hour later our TINY apartment was crammed with sweater wearing bodies. The blustery weather outside provided the much needed cool air, even with the door open it was extremely warm. Sam and I were sweating profusely but chose not to shed our top layer of clothing as the "dickies" worn under our sweaters would not have been modest if worn alone. We played an array of festive games. The favorite of the night was the "rip open the huge gift wearing mittens, hat and scarf as quickly as possible before the next person rolls a 4 on the dice" game. My younger sister, Kami, had no problem tearing the mittens, hat and scarf off complete strangers as she rolled the appropriate number many times. However, our dear friend Molly came out victorious, shredding 6 boxes and thousands of yards of wrapping paper to find the lovely gift card waiting in the center. Next on the agenda was the white elephant gift exchange. I happily sought out 8 or 9 extra cheesy gifts (many of them found around the house as I packing to move) in case anybody forgot to bring one. Even then we were a few gifts short. Sam and I buddied up in order to give everybody a chance to play. I am proud to say ours were amongst the most stolen items of the game. Kami, having no shame, creatively wrapped up a used nail file kit. The likes of which were probably stolen from my grandmother, many many years prior. Perhaps the most clever/cruel gift was the water bottle filled not just with water, but a living goldfish as well. The poor thing endured a few airtight, shaken hours before getting chosen. I originally opened an original Playstation, until it was stolen. Sam then foolishly stole some Wrangler Cologne which he would be happily wearing now had I not thrown it away. It was such a great night and so good to see everyone before leaving!!



While I really shouldn't complain, it is what I do best. Just ask Sam. Salt Lake has been especially kind to me in providing a VERY mild winter thus far. Last month was beautiful, no snow what so ever! I knew it was unreasonable to hope for a December free of snow, and to my dismay I woke to the lovely scene pictured above. I won't lie. I already spend most of my time inside, but now I really have an excuse. I refuse to take Landon out in such a wretched state... or maybe I refuse to take myself out. Either way, I'm doomed to stay indoors for the week we have left here in SLC. A smart person would have spent the past week packing, enjoying the weather etc. Not me. I found some other things to fill my endless days at home alone while Sam slaves away with finals and work. I shaved Landon a mohawk. He actually doesn't have enough hair for this particular style, but then he really doesn't have enough hair for ANY style, so why not?! I sold our washer/dryer on craigslist. Now I have a legit excuse for not doing laundry ;). Oh, I did take down all our curtains, pictures, and other decor around the apartment. We are far from being packed up, but it's a start! We finally got out on Friday when Sam got done with work. We went down to Provo to watch his brother play in a basketball tournament. Maybe this week I will be more proactive with my time, I guess I have to be if I ever want to leave this Frozen Hell!