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November 2010

There's something about making our bed with warm flannel sheets that makes me feel not only very domestic but makes me happy to know winter is here. Gone, for a short while, are the 112 degree summer days and stifling hot heat waves. Here comes Christmas parties, hot caramel apple cider, gift giving, scarves, boots, pine trees, candles, and lots of food! I just love this time of year. I'm thankful for taking this brief moment of time, one full day before the start of December, to say goodbye to fall leaves and hello to snowy nights (at Disneyland).

I am so very often asked how I can go to Disneyland so often and not get bored. Well, I partially addressed that questions here. But in this post I'd like to further address my love for the people I go with to Disneyland. I do not get to adventure around the parks with children very much but when I do, it's that much more magical. And not only children defined by their age, but also by the young at heart. Those who can step through the turnstile gates and forget about their worries and just enjoy the magic. I'm thankful for the look on Sarah's face as she is doused with water as the Finding Nemo parade float rolls by

I am not the best blogger so my Thankful for: November posts are far and few but this past week I was able to experience a spiritual revival and I have to share. Last Sunday, the 7th, my very good friend Mckensie's mother passed away, very suddenly, from a heart attack. God opened many doors and I was able to go out to Utah for the funeral with three of my other close girlfriends. Throughout the trip and since we've been back I have been telling this story to all who will listen, so Internet, listen up! When we first found out about the loss of Mckensie's mother, Dixie, not only did our hearts break for their family but for our loss as well. Having only encountered Dixie a few times, I can say that even with such brief moments in time, she impacted my life in a great way. She would always greet me with a hug, a smile, and infectious laughter would ensue. She always gave without expecting anything back. She truly was a servant for Jesus Christ. We left early Thursday morning and got to see a California sunrise and a Utah sunset from within Jessica's little white car,

As I have been thinking of what I wanted to post as my first thankful note, I realized how much I complain about the little things in life. I am not sure if I will be able to keep this up all month long but for today I found reasons to be thankful for the things that bother me. My Husband's Shoes When I take a step of faith out of the door into the pitch blackness of the garage and trip upon my husband's shoes laying so haphazardly upon the mat, I am thankful that I have a husband who is so happy to come home to his wife that he just can't get his shoes off fast enough, so obviously there is no time to put them away. I am thankful for a husband who loves me and wants to spend as much time with me as he can even if that means I must risk my life later, and risk the spillage of my coffee all over my red dress. Thanks Andy, for loving me so.

I used to say that I wouldn't mind sitting in traffic if I had some good tunes to listen to. Now I find myself sitting in my car feeling quite suffocated by my fellow drivers and their stinky fumes. I find that I just do not have enough music to listen to and that not one of the almost thousand songs to choose from can satisfy me. I find myself watching the miles tick by and the gas gauge rapidly tick down to empty, pleading for a costly fill up. I find myself saying that I just have NO time, for God, for friends, for thinking. But do I really not have time? I have actually found myself with an enormous two hour gap in my day, one to start and one to finish. I find myself thankful that I have a car to drive to work and that in all the time Andy has had the little blue Corolla, it has not failed on us. I find myself thankful for my iPhone, which is capable of downloading podcasts from pastors that I love from all over the world, giving me not only new messages to listen to but

I am starting the book of Zephaniah. Have you ever read it? I never ever have. I have so excited to be reading books of the Bible that I have never read before. I am so excited that no matter how long this journey has been, I am nearing the New Testament. When I decided to read through the Bible, cover to cover, I had no idea that two years later I would still have a few hundred pages left to the New Testament. But I am so proud of myself that I haven't quit. There are the days, and weeks, where I just don't read. I hate to admit that, but it's true. Chances are that there's something wrong in my life and I just don't feel like it. Dumb excuse, but it's true. Or I don't wake up in time, but it's usually the former. When I don't read, I can feel it, all day long. Everything irritates me. Starting this, I never knew that one day I would actually miss reading my bible. Sometimes I feel so inspired and encouraged that nothing gets in my way and I can get through several chapters and other days I can