Dear World,

I am at work. I accomplished a lot this morning. I think I got more (useful things) done the first half of today than I do sometimes in a whole day. I am switching inventory providers. I had about 30 emails in and about 30 out before noon. I sent out ads for various athletic programs and crossed off one of those Becca projects that I seem to forget about until 5 minutes before staff meeting. I have a billion Slate projects, but he is crazy and if I spend too much time on his projects I go crazy. Especially since most of them are ridiculous. I should probably start on page titles and meta tags (aka something I should do but that NO ONE will ever see.) I should also work on an old project for West Valley. I don’t want to.

So instead I am writing on my blog. I am buying a living social deal for ski rentals (yep, really going to learn). I would like to finish my design for Becca’s baby shower gift. (But I am work, and they don’t pay me for that. Apparently they pay me to write on my blog & buy a living social deal…) Okay what I really want is to look at the clock and see 5:00. I am going to Festival of Trees with a cute boy tonight.

Attention span-gone.

But I still have to go back to work. Doing that now.

Thanksgiving Weekend

Thanksgiving was a good time. We always go up into the mountains the day after to cut down our Christmas trees. We make homemade donuts and swing on this rope swing. We like it.

Mom was giving Lauren a "horsey ride." Mom got tired. I started to give Lauren a ride, complete with sound effects. Lauren told me I wasn't a good horsey-I am a pig. She gets off. Mom gives her a ride for a second. Mom stops. She comes back to me. I reminded her I wasn't a good horsey and she said, "Fine. You're good horsey okay?" And climbed up. Maybe you had to be there, but it was funny. Then I gave Jared a ride. That was even funnier. (not quite as funny as me trying to swing him between my legs like I do the little nieces and nephews... but funny.)

This little guy is kind of a cheeser. I like him.

The little boys were throwing snowballs at Jared (cue into this conversation)

Jared: Justin, what you don't realize is you are picking on a giant.

Justin: We are all throwing them. (Chucks one directly at Jared)

--Meanwhile back at the log--

Sister (maybe Karalee): What those boys don't realize is that he is going to get off that swing, and someone is going to get whitewashed.

Jason (Justin's Dad): *chuckles* Probably Justin...

At this point Jared gets off the swing chases down the 12 year old gets him to a pile of snow and "shows him who is boss." It was kind of cute

Karalee might be Muslim

We shot guns. Mike brought a couple cool ones. We bonded at the dump.

Julie shot and knocked over a skull. And she is proud.

Here is what I am saying

SEO blah blah blah. I am trying my darndest not to have to write blogs for work. And for the record I don't think I have the time for it. They are starting to to come back to pushing this and I am sooo not excited by it. Why? Well there are two reasons.

1. I know nothing worth writing that I could post in automotive blogs.
2. I can't even consistently update my blog and it is about my life. I know what is going on there.
okay fine there are three reasons.
3. I don't really care that much about blogging for auto sites.

(Michelle if you read this pretend you didn't okay?)

Good news. Christmas is in 6 weeks 5 days. I love Christmas. I also love Thanksgiving. Just so you know that is in 2 weeks and 2 days. I just prefer the Christmas Countdown.

I am a little boy crazy tonight. Okay I am always a little boy crazy, but especially so tonight. (Sara, we knew this day would come. I told you my mom has been hoping for it for a long time.)