Getting old...

There have been times in the past when I asked people how old they were, and they would hesitate a minute and have to calculate their age. I thought this was super bizarre...how can you not know how old you are? But, sadly, I'm starting to do the same thing. When someone asks my age, I have this moment of panic before I blurt out "23? No, no, wait...24? Yes, I'm 24."

Embarrassing.

For some reason, being 24 seems so much older than being 23. Maybe it's because I'm that much closer to the quarter-century mark. But my 23rd year was a great one, and Josh did a great job of ushering in my 24th year. I started off the day by sleeping in and then relaxing while Josh finished up some work stuff. Then he took me to dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, Bombay House. This is the same place I picked last year...and probably always will. For some reason, no one seems to love it quite as much as I do, so my birthday is the one day that I can demand to go without being shot down.

After that, we went to go see Toy Story 3 and then came home to have cake (and enjoy a fabulous solo rendition of "Happy Birthday" by Josh), and open lots of great presents..

October

October was the busiest month for weddings at work this year, but we managed to fit in a little bit of fun, too. For one thing, I got to go down to Provo to visit all my best college girlfriends! It was the first time we had all been together since before Jules' and Sarah's missions...but sadly, it wasn't technically all of us since Allison is still gone...but she'll be back in about two weeks! I can't wait!

This year, we were incredibly lame for Halloween. We didn't dress up or go to any parties (unless you count the Trunk or Treat at church). And having no kids means having no excuse to go Trick or Treating. So, in order to do at least something festive, we walked around at Gardner Village to see the witch displays they put up around Halloween. When I saw the display of the witch on the bike, I was so excited! I am a HUGE Wizard of Oz fan...when I was little, I wanted the ruby slippers so bad I could hardly stand it. My dream is to one day make my entire family dress up in Wizard of Oz themed costumes.

It wasn't much, but I always have a good time with Josh!

We Got Book Learnin'

Josh and I have decided that we need to make an attempt at being cultured. We read several classics in high school, and some since, but we need to make a more active effort. Therefore, we have made a goal to continually read classics. And instead of just checking them out of the library, we have decided that we would buy them to keep in our home library, in hopes that one day they will be available to our children so that they can learn the importance of reading and education (and hopefully be better than I am at avoiding wordy, run-on sentences). Unfortunately, they'll have to settle for the cheap paperback versions instead of the leather-bound editions with gold embossed titles, because, let's face it, we're on a student/newlywed budget.

So, awhile back, Josh and I made a trip to Barnes and Noble to pick our first novels. I decided to kick off my literary stint with Les Miserables and Josh is starting with The Count of Monte Cristo.

So, far, I have definitely enjoyed Les Miserables. The characters are fascinating, and the story line is interesting (even though it can be seriously depressing! This book was very aptly named). I love Jean Valjean, I hate Javert and Thernadier, and the verdict is still out on Cosette and Marius, because they can be kind of annoying. Also, Victor Hugo is a rambler! Admittedly, I have stopped reading it for days at a time because I'll hit a part where he rants about the Battle of Waterloo, or life in a convent, or Argot forever! But, aside from that, I really like it so far. And whenever I read it, I want to walk around singing "On My Own."

Josh has also been enjoying The Count of Monte Cristo. So much, in fact, that he is planning on doing another Dumas book for his next choice! Beyond that, you'll have to ask Josh for his opinion because I haven't read it yet. (Yes, I realize that no opinions were solicited in the first place...)I'm getting close to finishing Les Mis, so I'm excited that it's almost time to go pick a new book!

The Grand Tour

...or sort of grand. Josh and I have been moved in to our new place for several months now, so it's time for a few pictures. The apartment has a living room, kitchen, 2 tiny bedrooms (I mean tiny...we use one of them as a closet) and a bathroom.

The Living Room

You'll notice that we no longer have camping chairs, but a beautiful new couch! We have been loving it. And we are trying to sell our old one. Will you buy it? Please?

The Kitchen
And...the rest of the rooms are small and I couldn't really get a good angle for pictures. So, if you're really dying to see them (which, let's face it, who isn't?) you'll just have to stop by.

So Long, Farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, Goodbye

My little brother, Riley has officially left for his mission! Dad, Josh, Jordan, and I dropped him off at the MTC on Wednesday. It's kind of unbelieveable...in my mind, Riley is still 12...

In the few days leading up to his departure date, we let Riley run our activity schedule. We were able to go bowling with him, watch movies (approved ones, of course, since he was already set apart...), and go to dinner.

On the morning he reported, he decided to have his "last meal" at Cafe Rio (and so did a ton of other reporting missionaries, for that matter...). Then, we drove straight to the MTC. This was a lot different than when we dropped off Jordan. Back in his day, you got to go into the MTC. The mission president would speak, you'd watch a touching film about missionary work, and once they got everyone good and emotionally raw, they'd dramatically send the missionaries through one door, and the families through the other. A little intense, but a nice send-off. That's all changed. Now, the missionaries practically do a drop and roll onto the curb from a moving vehicle. You pull into the MTC, throw the car in park, pull the luggage out the back, and give a quick hug. We even got told we were holding up traffic! Very different. It made it all seem that much more surreal...like we were just dropping him off for school and would be back to get him at 3:15. But in some ways it was really good...a quick happy, heart-felt goodbye done in the style of ripping off a band-aid. One thing that made it really nice for us was that we dropped Riley off in great spirits. He was super happy, and not even acting nervous. I think we were all very apprehensive for him, so seeing him so excited was calming.

Before we said goodbye, we took a couple of pictures outside the MTC. We weren't able to get the quintessential shot in front of the MTC sign because it was under construction, but we were able to get some good ones in front of the building, which I will now post for your viewing pleasure.

In this picture he's on the phone either saying goodbye to Mom or Lindsey...I can't remember which.

Here's Riley in front of the remains of the sign.

(Yes, it IS necessary to take pictures with every possible combination of people. And, believe it or not, I actually spared you some.)

Unloading the car:

And what do you do the same day you drop a missionary off at the MTC? Make him a care package, of course! We went and got him a ton of candy and prizes and shipped it that same day. I really think we are more apprehensive about his new change than he is.

Now, we will just have 2 years of e-mails and letter writing!