Thanksgiving

So Amy talked me into going to Blanding for our Thanksgiving holiday. I had been called by a friend about providing a course in Field Sobriety testing sometime, so the Friday after Thanksgiving seemed like a good time to take care of this.

We left Wednesday after Amy got home from work, and drove down to Blanding in a rain storm. I should have picked up on the subtle hint that my mood just wasn't going to get any better than the weather, and given up, but nope, I'm stupid.

The above picture is looking North from mom and dad's driveway. This was Saturday morning just prior to leaving for home. After the rain finally quit.

Well, when we got to mom and dad's they were gone. Turns out, one of my sisters decided this would be a good time to leave her husband and bring her two kids to Blanding. Trouble in paradise for them, and repetative drama all week.

There was quite a load at mom's house for the feast. With the five of us, two of my parents, Jan and her kids, then my other sister, her husband, his brother, and their son, I'm sort of surprised we were able to fit.

The best day was actually Friday when I taught my class. Amy and the boys got to go see some friends from Blanding, and had a great time. I am so glad they did.

Kaden even went to the Twilight movie with his buddy's cute twin sisters. Wow. Two for one. Go Kaden.

Right after coming home, Connor got to get up in front of his first grade class and tell his story about being mad. He did fine, and gratefully wasn't chosen to go to Weber State. Grandpa and grandma Robinson got to go and see him. I got to see his performance via digital video camera.

Things here are well for the most part. We are supposed to be in a HOA, but our money seems to go to pay for everyone else's sprinkler systems and snow removal. Our neighbor contacted us, and we agreed that it was unfair. After a meeting, and retaining an attorney, we are looking at forming our own HOA. The one that was supposed to be in place was never filed, so it's a real cluster. Part of our ward members think we hate the other part, and are taking it out on Amy. I am used to being hated, so it doesn't bother me. I think she is secretly hoping I can make it high enough on the Lieutenants roster to force a move from here. I am secretly hoping for the same thing. There are currently two open Captains positions, meaning there is potential for two Lieutenants spots to open somewhere next year. The roster should be out within the next three weeks. I guess I'll always have the tent trailer to live in if I have to move before we sell the house. I am deathly afraid of getting the Moab spot though. I'd almost rather stay right where I am.