The struggle

I really like cute shoes.
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I would like to think that I am normally a pretty grounded, logic based person. But somehow when it comes to winter and what shoes I wear out in the frigid temperatures, I am completely irrational.
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I know that I will be cold. I knew that when I stared at the shoe rack in my closet this morning. I looked at the shoes I should wear, and then I looked at the cute green ballet flats I wanted to wear and said out loud to Bobby, "I want to wear these shoes, but then my feet will be cold!!" And then I put the cute shoes on completely knowingly.
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When we got in the car and I was freezing my begeebers off, Bobby said, "don't complain to me, you knew you would be cold when you decided to wear those shoes." And he is completely right. I did, and I still wanted to wear them more than my survival instinct wanted to be warm (you'd think the survival instinct would be especially be strong, because I am ALWAYS cold- and my feet and hands are the worst- perma icicles from October to March)
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I think I need help... Anybody??? Otherwise this struggle will continue through out the duration of the winter, I am sure of it, as last year I wore these ballet flats in the snow....
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Note: So I just came home from class with Bobby and.... it rained... my sad little shoes soaked though and my feet freezing!

Turkey Day!

What a beautiful array of delicious food. I love this meal, and look forward to it. The full stomach turkey coma that results, is probably the main reason that I don't create that feast more often!

This year we spent the holiday with Jeniel and Dave's family in Rexburg. Who can resist good food and good fun?

Is this my second post in a row dedicated to the traditions of over eating??

I do NOT believe in eating doughnuts...

Do we have no sense of self preservation? What is it with us eating foods, that while they may taste good, we know that they are going to have an adverse reaction on our body that will last much longer than the flavor of the food ever remained in our mouths...

This is how I feel about the doughnut. Once upon a time I gave up three foods for an entire year. Soda, Potato Chips and Doughnuts. I have similar feelings about all these foods. They taste good (sometimes) but they always leave me with a feeling that I wish I hadn't eaten it. So I figured that if I could just have the willpower to last past the initial temptation, it could be like I already ate the food, but with the bonus lack of regret and stomach ache.

That year however, was not this last year. And while I still manage to not eat doughnuts regularly, I have managed to eat them THREE times in the last month, and never felt good about it afterward. The first were made by Meesh from biscuit dough deep fried -of course- and covered with cinnamon and sugar. They were a great little treat while carving pumpkins ( I say were because you know that I did not just eat one). The second time were the best doughnuts I have ever eaten. They were the creation of Allyson and Dave from the collection of Alton Brown and Good Eats. Wow. I never knew that a doughnut could taste so good. Lets just say that I don't even know how many I ate that night, I just kept eating doughnut holes, so I didn't have to feel bad acknowledging how many entire doughnuts I had eaten. So these delightful ones were the cause of further cravings, resulting in this last indulgence. It was my turn to be in charge of date night , so I surprised Bobby with a trip to the Krispy Kreme Bakery and we came home with a half dozen to accompany our puzzle putting together activity. Needless to say, it was brought to my remembrance, in the middle of out healthy feast and on-coming stomach ache, that I do not believe in eating doughnuts. Thus the vow has been made, I have sworn them off again. (until next October 31st, because I'm pretty sure that Allyson and Dave are going to make their heavenly homemade doughnuts again next Halloween!)

shadow puppets and leaf angels

There is just no telling the fun that can come from a Friday afternoon jaunt in the canyon. My attention span for just walking/hiking forever without a specific destination seems to last a little longer than Bobby's, who wants to know where we are going and how long it is going to take us to get there. But somehow when you bring in the opportunity to do crazy things and document them with a camera, the excitement increases tenfold. I think I love taking pictures more for the adventure it creates when you are taking them than for the pictures that I get to view afterward.

It turns out that we were hiking at just the perfect time of day, and Bobby discovered as he was taking pictures (again, adventures through the eye of the camera) that he had a perfect shadow of everything he was doing. And thus, the next adventure began. It started with shadow puppets and ended up with shadow bodies...
If you are wondering what in the world is sticking out the back of me in the shadows...
That would be my favorite mitten holding location.

The adventure continued when I got my turn to play with the camera.. i.e. pictures of the Bobby we all know and love. I talk him into playing for the camera, and then he usually wonders later how I got pictures of him doing silly things!

And, because I LOVE leaves, i just can't ignore playing with them this time of year. I couldn't quite convince Bobby to jump into the leaves with me, but I'm pretty sure that he was amused to be an on-looker. I would highly recommend this entertaining companion to the snow angel...
***So, apparently I'm playing around with photoshop- forgive me if this is a little crazy..