New Digs

I swore I would never be that person to move in the middle of the semester. With everything that goes on in the semester AND how awful moving is, why would anyone do that to themselves?! Good question. Maybe it's because they found a bigger (still small) apartment, for cheaper, in a cool location?

Well we did. With 4 midterms and an event in the moving week, we did. Now there are A LOT of quarks about the apartment that I didn't know about before we moved it but it all adds to the character that the house holds.

First of all, it's a house. Well, a three-plex. We live in the front apartment and love it. And when I say this house had "character", I mean character from the early 1900's character. This house was build in 1910! I mean, what things have gone on in this house before we lived here?! I don't even think the house had electricity when it was build because all of the electrical wiring is external (outside the walls). Never did I think it'd be so hard to have a single outlet in a bedroom. (that one little outlet is sure feeling special).

The house is heated by a boiler. When we first moved in, I thought someone was trying to break into our house every hour or so when it would turn on because it's LOUD. And it's not a consistent noise, it random clanking that sounds like someone is hitting a hammer on the pipes. To cope with our frustration of the noise (it especially likes to fire up at night), we proudly tell each other that, like the Malfoys and the Blacks, we have house elves. House elves that slave away in our basement, heating our house that was build before the Titanic.

When we first moved in there was one thing that really concerned me. There were half-inch gaps under our kitchen and front door that seemed to say, "Calling all spiders and bugs who need a home! No application required!" Our first night sleeping in our new place resulted in two bites (spider bites if you ask me), one on my neck and one on my upper thigh. I almost slept at my parent's house the next night, because my imagination told me that the spider who bit me was telling all his little friends to join in on the fun. Oh. no. Thank goodness our landlords are saints and fixed it right away.

I'll have you know that I really do like this house. We have a clawfoot bathtub that I want to keep forever, the storage space is unreal, and we have stained glass windows in the front room.

I would upload pictures of our place and invite you over but it isn't quite together yet. We don't even have furniture because we can't fit our couch through the front door (again, the house was built before the Panama Canal) so your wonderful imagination will have to do for now.

2015 > 2014

Do I really think it's possible to have a better year that 2014?  I got married for pete's sake. To the best man I've ever known. Lived our cute little lives together...

2015 will be better though. I can feeeeel it. My plans? Well I'm basically stuck in school til the end of time, so there that...and possibly a cruise (cross our fingers). And I'm bound to have some small adventures here and there, right?

Yup, 2015 is going to be awesome.

But before I jump ahead I'd like to review a bit of the end of the year.

December:

Got to ice skate with some of my favorite people in Provo. Photo on the right: I imagine this is what it's like to teach a baby giraffe how to walk.

A Christmas Breakfast at G & G Showalter's house

Lydia gave her finger-dinosaur a strawberry head (thought it was hilarious), and Amelia wore her pants backwards. Nothing out of the norm.

And of course, the classic Christmas Eve games at the Savio. I say classic like I've done it before, but I haven't. It was certainly a pleasure to be a part of it this year.

And of course, Christmas Day!

Don't mind the small child hovering above all...

 Miss Robyn doesn't even know how adorable she is.

 These two wanted to try being Grandpa's shoulder angels.

 While everyone else was enjoying being normal by playing a board game, Ben decided to read about Physics. Well at least Curtis is happy about it.

 These two quickly became best friends. There aren't many things cuter than Lydia calling out "Annie, Annie!"

 This was the Pintrest project of the YEAR. seriously never doing something that big again. Our house was in chaos for a two weeks.

 Christmas carols on the Rock Band.

 These girls will only dream about making as ugly faces as I.

 ...didn't ask for permission but who else uses a wig as chest hair?

 *sigh*

 

Then the fam ventured off to the Museum of Curiosity at Thanksgiving Point

 I challenge you to find a more heart-breaking photo.

 Those cheekbones though...

Overall a fantastic few days free from school, I don't think the year could have ended better. In 2015 I look forward to better strengthened relationships, a larger knowledge base on all things Recreation Management, a healthier lifestyle, and a closer relationship with my Savior.