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The Thanksgiving of all Thanksgivings

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This year Thanksgiving was especially awesome because Josh and I got to be with both of our families, all at once. Yay! Josh and I basically come from mirror families: both the oldest of six kids, with siblings all the same ages, Josh with all brothers and me with mostly sisters (and one awesome brother Cole we all love). So when Josh and I got married, our families got along great and became best buds. Josh’s mom was so nice and invited my whole family out to their house for Thanksgiving, and it was a blast! Thank you so much Lymans, and thanks for coming, Ellsworths! There was lots of good food, some great Just Dance 3ing, gingerbread houses, games, family photos, and fun.

We got to spend a whole week with the Lymans, too, which was a blast. Carson never lacked for attention, and it turns out he’s got some awesome uncles who love to hold him and make him smile and laugh. And Grandpa and Grandma Lyman, wow! They were the best. Carson was so good and happy all week.

Here’s some photos from the trip! Thanks again family! We love you all!

Lost Bread

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So these pictures and this experience is over a year old, but I just found the pictures on my computer and remembered that I had meant to post about this.

Last summer while we were in Dallas, somehow we had a loaf of French bread that went stale before we could eat it. Such a pity, too, because Josh and I love a good loaf of French bread. But then I remembered that Josh told me French toast actually comes from the poor class of people back in the day in France, when they would have bread that was too hard to eat but they were too poor to buy more, so they saved their bread by soaking it in egg to re-soften it and then cooking it, and it was called pain perdu (which translates to “lost bread”). I decided to see if I could recover our lost bread by making authentic French toast, and it worked! Yay! So now you know what you can do with stale bread, besides just feed it to ducks. :)

Guaranteed

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One of my new favorite hobbies is reading the guarantees on Walmart’s Great Value brand food labels. Sometime recently they’ve redesigned their packaging to be white, blue, and simplistic, but with each item they include a guarantee of what they’re food will be. Usually the guarantees seem to be pretty safe. For instance, did you know that they guarantee trail mix to be fruity and nutty?

Thank you, Walmart, for guaranteeing that my fruit and nut trail mix is, indeed, fruity and nutty. Also, breadcrumbs are guaranteed to be crunchy and crumbly.

But some of the guarantees are a little less obvious, like distilled white vinegar:

Pure. Robust. Guaranteed. And I think one of my favorites is the guarantee on cream of chicken soup:

Versatile. Creamy. Isn’t that just perfect? I want to know whose awesome job it is to pick out just two adjectives to describe each and every Great Value food item. And maybe this could be a new dare/prank activity: walk into Walmart and try to complain that your cream of chicken soup isn’t versatile enough for you. See what they do.

Weekend with Family

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Well, Mom’s Women’s Conference friends did hog her pretty well, but we got to spend a great weekend with her so we were happy. On Sunday Brenn and Mom were both over. We had lunch, set up the baby’s crib, and ate dinner – so pretty much ate and talked. What more could you ask for? It was a great day.

Monday we went to the Carl Bloch exhibit at the BYU Museum of Art. It was a really neat exhibit; we definitely recommend going if you’re in the area. I had seen a lot of Carl Bloch’s works before in Church magazines and such, but never realized who the artist was or his story. And seeing the paintings in real life is an amazing experience. The MOA does such a great job. Before the MOA it was shopping, and afterwards lunch at the BYU Creamery (classic). All in all, a fantastic weekend.

Thanks so much for coming, Mom! We loved having you and are so grateful for all your help (and the food). Sister Brenn, it was awesome to hang out with you, too.

Aren’t moms and sisters the best? :)