Thanksgiving Holiday

We spent our Thanksgiving in St. George where the weather was delightful and the food was fantastic. We drove down on Tuesday night and spent until Saturday in S. G. and then we ventured to Las Vegas for family pictures and a missionary farewell. Although the weekend was fairly uneventful, we did have a few highlights. And, again, I have no pictures to document the weekend. Wednesday morning Kim hit the golf course...surprised? Probably not. It was raining that day, and he still went. I, on the other hand, had to brave Costco and the grocery store in order to get my ingredients for the dinner contribution. It was horrible, but I lived. Thursday, we had dinner early, consumed well over 5,000 calories, and then spent the rest of the day moaning and groaning about how full and sick we were. Friday, was Kim's 36th b-day. It was also the day that I spent 6 hours in the emergency room with my youngest sister, Timmi, who had a kidney stone. She was bawling like a baby and in alot of pain, so we sat there, and sat there and sat there. By the time I got home, Kim had given up on having any kind of a birthday and had gone four wheeling and shooting. Later, we celebrated even less when I went to the movie "Australia" with the girls. I invited him to come, but he declined. He wasn't interested in seeing Hugh Jackman all scruffy and good looking like the rest of us were! He was a great sport about it, and really didn't seem to mind that his birthday stunk. Hopefully, we'll get in a good celebration this next week sometime. Saturday, we packed up our 40 suitcases (not really, but it seems that way) and went to Las Vegas for family pictures to be taken. My cousins wife takes some great pictures and so we hired her out for the afternoon. I hope they turn out...I'm excited to see them soon. After that we hit 'In and Out Burger' and then off to spend the night at Grandmas. But, not before we had an argument with Timmi who had this great idea that we would just 'drop her off' on the Strip. She was going to meet up with "friends". Ummmmm, No. A 19 year old girl, on the strip with two guys she hardly knows. I don't think so. She still isn't talking to me and better yet claims I'm "just like mom"....poor baby. Sunday, after church and a quick lunch with family, we headed home. Along with the 40,000 other cars going north on I-15 heading home from a long holiday weekend. We're home, and grateful for so many things. Thankful that our trip is over and we can spend Christmas at home....