Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving this year was really nice. James had signed up for online Calculus and wasn't in regular classes, and my work gave me an extra long weekend. On Wednesday night before I left work, I got a nice surprise from my boss! Apparently it's a tradition at my work that the employees get a $20 "bonus" at Thanksgiving. Cute :)

Then we headed off to West Jordan! I didn't get too many pictures, yet again, but at least I have preserved the memory of my amazing parents with their crowning glory of this year's Thanksgiving dinner.

They cooked it in a big turkey cooker after injecting it with special cajun turkey sauce. James and I are both really grateful for my parents and everything they do. They're always really nice to us whenever we visit (which is pretty often) and do so much to help us.

And the dogs. So you can see at least I got pictures of the IMPORTANT things.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Tons of Teatime Tracings

And here is the next batch of joyous lunch back drawings, done by the best husband ever! Each of these lunch bags included a motivational message on the back.

Zombie carrot craving rabbits ... How does he think of these things???

Eddie the smiling anteater.

 Look familiar?! You can compare with our Halloween post.

There's a Snake in My Boot!

November 7th saw us heading off on another road trip!

Not to Vegas. That's later.

We headed toward Price, Utah to a small town called Standardville in the middle of nowhere. There's a reason it is a small town, and that the name of the town sounds like it's from the Old West, and that it's in the middle of nowhere.

You see, it is a ghost town.

But first, we stopped at a little rest stop. There was a cute little train engine hanging out there on display, for some reason.

Then we were back on our way.

To be honest the ghost town was not what I was expecting. I was thinking more along these lines:

But it actually looked like this:

Yeah...those are bullet holes and graffiti. Those black smudges are bad words that James scribbled out. It was rather disappointing. Graffiti definitely made it feel less authentic and less "eerie." Also, this was really the only building there. Here it is from a distance:

It wasn't labeled "Bank" or "Saloon"... or anything. Ah well.

The town was situated in the middle of a canyon so the sun went down fast.

It got cold really fast up there!

Other than that, though, it was still interesting to visit. We even saw a big ore bin, a giant cement structure that held mined coal and would dump it into train cars. We also shot our pistol a little bit which was fun! We felt just like cowboys!