Trips to Santa's lap

That's right, folks. Twice in one day.

Uh huh.

Noddin' my head like, "YEAH."

Movin' my hips like, "YEAH."

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Oh wait, where was I?

I think I got carried away with my celebration.

I'm such an awesome blogger.

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Now don't be surprised if it's another TWO months before I post again.

But.....

I almost forgot to mention our ward Christmas party that was last Friday night.

First on the agenda was the FOOD!

We have two bona fide CHEFS in our ward (mother and daughter) so any ward function is

a)guaranteed to have good food

b) guaranteed to draw a crowd because of the food

c)guaranteed to TOTALLY ROCK because I love food!

Second on the agenda was the visit from Santa. It's traditional for Santa to come at the end of the evening, sit on the stage and listen to all the kids' wishes for Christmas. He then gives them a bag of goodies and sends them on their way.

Apparently, Keaton doesn't feel like he's too old for this tradition because he gladly stood in line to sit on Santa's lap.

But when he sat on Santa's lap, he did the most believable imitation of a toddler who's scared of Santa and is trying not to cry. I was laughing my head off, but Santa totally bought in to it and was really worried!

So funny.

It kinda reminds me of the time about three years ago when he laid down on the floor and did "the worm" over to Santa.

Thanks, Keaton. You were the highlight of my evening. You were even better than the food.

Hellooooooooooooooo everybody! I'm baaaaaack.

Finally!

Ummmm, yeah. I just realized that it's been over a month since I last blogged.

And it's been almost two months since this happened. So here's the report on my half marathon. Heather and I went to Vancouver the day before the race and took some classes to learn about chi running and about stretching and strengthening exercises for runners. That was very informative and fun. It was raining really hard that day and we, being desert dwellers, were kind of freaking out about running in that type of weather. But the next day was dry and a perfect temperature for running.

The race didn't go so well for us, neither of us were feeling too stellar, but we muddled through it and we survived. I have no plans of running another half marathon, but would love to do some shorter races. We applied to run in the Hood to Coast, but that race is so popular, that it's very hard to get in. We didn't. We have hopes of running it in 2011, though. We'll see what happens.

In November Chris got to go on a "guys trip" to Playa del Carmen, Mexico with his dad, brothers (Spencer and Robbie) and his brother-in-law (Brian). They had a lot of fun hanging out without any women telling them what to do. Chris tells me that he would have preferred to stay home and rake leaves with me, but I'm pretty sure that's just my consolation prize to make me feel better about not getting to go.

Actually, I'm positive about that.

You can't look at this picture and believe that he'd rather rake leaves!

Dear Chris,

If you're going to lie to me, please try to make it believable. Maybe tell me that you rode to the moon with Elvis or something. That's something I can believe!

Love,

Jodi
P.S. I'm sorry that your baby brothers can grow more facial hair than you.

P.P.S. Please tell me that you don't wear a speedo like they do.