Elder Boyfriend's Thanksgiving

When I went home for Thanksgiving, I visited Elder Boyfriend's family and his lovely Mama told me that a ward member in Elder Boyfriend's ward often posted pictures of him on her facebook wall. She then gave me permission to stalk her wall and steal some of the photos... so that's what I did. And this is Elder Bf on Thanksgiving!

 

 

He's so cute I'm gonna die.

I can't tell if this is for real or not... either way though, he's dashing, wouldn't you agree?

All six of these elders live in the SAME apartment. Yikes.

Glad to see he's still Aluminati obsessed.

Blue steel.

I know this face. It's mid-sentence. He's talking to the camera right now, I'd bet my life on it.

Typical Curbsy face (stuffed with food).

Hola amigo.

What a happy Thanksgiving.

In my most recent letter I received from him, he told me that he and all the elders in his apartment decided to have a competion to see who could gain the most weight from before Thanksgiving dinner to after Thanksgiving dinner... Elder Boyfriend gained 9lbs. NINE. Yeah, he won. Good job Curbs, good job. So proud.

Thanksgiving Part 4

Thanksgiving this year was at the K. Agle's house. I have been blessed to live next to my cousins for practically my entire life. Whether it be in California or Utah, we've always been about 10 minutes away from each other.

Of course, the food. was. AMAZING.

But then again, I'm a sucker for cranberry sauce, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and even a little turkey... oh, oh, oh... and Pecan Pie. (That's right, it gets two capital P's because it's just that good.)

 

 

The bunch (minus Uncle Kenny).

Napkin holders.
The left one reminded me of Amanda Seyfried a bit.
 

Cutest couple award.

Dano and I are also a cute couple.
Seestas  4 lyphe.

All she wants for Christmas is her two front teeth.

I can't escape dinglehoppers.

While everyone was playing games, I found this cutie sitting on the counter eating leftover turkey.

Sometimes there are just too many grown up games.
So the kids (she and I) played barbies for about an hour.

My lovely family.

Ladies and gents, I AM SO DANG THANKFUL FOR MY FAMILY! Honestly, I don't know what or who I would be without them and I am so grateful I got to spend this holiday with them. I will forever be in their debt and I just hope to be able to live up to each and every one of  their reputations one day!

XOXO Gosh, I'm just so blessed to be a part of this bunch.
Happy belated Thanksgiving, my friends.

Thanksgiving Part 1

I work with kids all day everyday. And as adorable as they can be, they are also little germfests. Because of this, about a month ago, I developed a cold, and then it turned into the flu. I thought I had gotten over it but all of it never really went away. Unfortunately, a couple weeks ago, I began to lose my voice. However, this wasn't like an, "Oh no, my voice is getting raspy!" but more like, "......" That's right, silence. Nothing. Because I literally had no voice. And that's kind of a problem in my line of work...

Fast forward to the doctors office, a 4 hour trip consisting of a lot of waiting, a lot of coughing, and a doctor looking down my throat and going, "WOAH," and the diagnosis was... LARYNGITIS.

Oh dear.

The doctors gave me a note saying I was excused from work for a few days because complete voice rest, medicine, and lots of hydration and rest was the only way my voice was going to come back. It's a long and complicated story full of boring details but thanks to a lot of caring and understanding managers, I was able to sort out a leave for a couple of days (I work for the most amazing company, I feel so blessed).

That night (11/19), I skyped my sweet sister for her birthday and we talked for well over 2 hours (it was more of a treat for me than for her, I'm sure). After we hung up I had an idea... I knew it was a long shot but I had to research it anyway.

If I have to rest for 3 days, why not rest at my home in... Utah? (I can't remember the last time I had three days off + it was over Thanksgiving, it was almost perfect timing... if laryngitis can be perfect... which in this case I think it can be.)

I then skyped Keke and Dare Bear and talked to them a little about this mischievous plan I had. They supported my decision, which ever direction I decided to go and because of this, I booked a flight home, set to leave 15 hours later.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

I was so excited!!!! I didn't realize it until I clicked 'SUBMIT' and bought my ticket but I have really, really missed home.

Fast forward 10 hours later and I walked into the Orlando International Airport and BOOM. This is what I saw (I was so excited, I took a picture. I've always loved airports you see. They are my happy place):

Hello my fellow travelers!!!!

I then found my flight, made it through security, found the gate, and chilled for a wee bit.

And by 'wee bit', I mean an extremely long time.

This picture does not do the size of the Christmas Tree justice.
It was HA-YOUGE (huge).

Remember that one time I was supposed to leave at 4:35?
My flight didn't end up taking off til well after 6.

Look at me, I'm in the air!

 

Eeeeek!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

 

 

My, my, my, my, I have never been so excited in my life! Keke was so sweet to pick me up from the airport and, I'm not going to lie, I ran to greet her when we met up at the terminal.

 

Next up, surprising my family.... oh yeah, did I mention I didn't tell my family that I was coming home???

 

to be continued...