spirit of christmas

So I'm sitting here on a Sunday evening, wearing my pajamas--which have been on since I walked through the door from church--watching really corny tv, eating chocolate and making the awesome realization that I don't have to get up to go to work tomorrow. Or for the next two weeks. It's the best feeling ever.

Or course, I'm still suffering from my cold, which has turned extremely snotty over the last two days. I thought my head was only full of snot and junk (cute, eh?) today during Sacrament meeting...Ben was making fun of my sniffles and random noises coming from my noise while I had my head on his shoulder. No ammount of blowing seemed to release the snot & I'm a little hesitant to take too much cold medicine in one day, so I'm using some natural methods to help it along.

I think I'm more excited for Christmas this year than I have been since I was super little. I don't know why, for sure, but there is a fun feeling I get everytime I think about Christmas this year. Ben and I had a conversation a few nights ago about how this is our last Christmas "just the two of us" and that next Christmas we'll have a little babe to have our first "Kid Christmas" with.

Last night I went with my mom and friend to see the lights at Temple Square. It was certainly chilly, but worth it! They always look the same, but it helps bring the spirit of Christmas. After the lights we went to eat at the Training Table (a Utah Original, you know...). It wasn't as tasty as I remember it being when I was younger, though....cheese fries didn't have enough cheese!!!

I read a really sweet story this morning in the Deseret News that I wanted to share. Of course, I cried. Here's the link. Enjoy!