Happy New Year

I cannot believe it's already the new year. I say every year that I have no idea where the last 12 months have gone, but this year I know exactly where they went. This year has been so insane. The most insane so far, in fact. The most wonderfully, painfully insane. I wouldn't trade even a single minute of it. Even the difficult ones. It's those that teach you what you're really made of. This year, I learned I'm made a strong stuff. I'm proud of that.

Looking at my new year post from last year, I have to laugh a little bit. Last year, I wasn't sure what the year would bring or where we would be. I was planning to finish my novel, but could see nothing beyond that. I could never have known at that point that things would take the awesome turns they have. We have been so incredibly blessed this year. 

This year in review... 

In January, Matt came to Utah for work for two weeks amid the start of his last semester in graduate school. He came home and I went to CA to see family for a week. We didn't see much of one another as our year started, spending one week together in January. 

In March he came back to Utah for an interview for a promotion, which he obviously got. This is the point at which Madness ensues. Moving is insane, particularly because our move was difficult. 

In April we barely survived the worst storms I have ever seen. Not to say they're the worst storms anyone has seen, but they were bad enough that Texas declared a state of national emergency afterward. A double hail storm destroyed my car to the tune of $10,000 damage. We barely got it back in time to move. 

In May Matt graduated with his MS in Management and Leadership and we moved. What a freaking nightmare the process of moving turned out to be. We ended up having to get a Uhaul and storage unit at the last minute. Not fun, that. The day after we got our car back, the day before we moved, another hail storm dented the crap out of my car...again. 

In June and July, we looked for a house after the one we planned to buy fell through. We also settled in to our new state and tried to learn to get around in Logan. In July I got a job and we had our first Pioneer Day. 

In August we moved into our house!

In September, my folks, Aunt Pam, and Candi came out to visit us for a week. They got to see our new house and we got to see Logan Canyon, Bear Lake, and some of the local attractions... including a local candy shop that we didn't even know was here. 

In the last few months since then we've worked on working out our schedules and trying to get into a groove. I work an 8:30am - 5:00pm schedule, while Matt works 2:30pm - 11:30pm. We rarely see one another, but we're making it work the best we can. It's lonely sometimes and we miss one another, but we make the most of the time we do have. It's lovely when we're together. 

As the new year approaches, I hope that it's less eventful than this one has been. My biggest hope for the year to come is that we'll continue to settle in and enjoy our new home. That things won't move too quickly, that we'll recognize the blessings as they come, and that we'll not take for granted all we have.


Too cold to what?!

It's snowing again. It snowed for several hours today, despite the weather channel saying it wouldn't. And now, it's snowing again. From our office windows at work today, I watched the snow coming down. It's so remarkably beautiful. I have never, ever seen so much snow. But, you know, this winter has been a learning experience, too. Cold weather is not all snow and fun. It can cause some weird, and often difficult, situations.

Take, for example, when I twisted my ankle last week. I was trying to walk from the car to the porch, but the walk hadn't been shoveled so there was a foot of snow. I could see Matt's footprints, where he had stepped down into the snow, and decided like a genius that I ran less risk of getting snow in my shoes (I wasn't wearing socks) if I followed in his footsteps... literally. As it turns out, his steps are longer and his gait is different. I took one wrong step, slipped a little, and twisted my foot. I just about went down, into the snow, which would have made me both hurt and angry. It's still hurting.

Or, take the fact that on Sunday our washing machine drain pipe (in the wall) overflowed and flooded half my bathroom. When the plumber came on Tuesday night, it was still clogged. Turns out the pipe had frozen. Our bathroom, where the pipes for the washer are, is on an outside wall. When it reaches into negative temps at night on a regular basis the pipes don't stand a chance. The plumber said that we could either cut a hole in the wall to let warmth into the pipes, or we could put ice melt (or water softener salt) down into the pipe to keep it from freezing/resolve any more freezes.

And, did you know it can actually be too cold to snow? My co-workers were saying that snow was a good thing because it meant the temperatures stayed up and it didn't get too cold. Um, it's already too cold if you ask me, but yeah. There's a perfect temp for snow. Not too warm, not too cold. When it gets too cold, it won't snow. That sounds crazy to me, but apparently it's a thing. For me, I'm glad it's snowing because it keeps powder on the ground and gives me traction. Almost every single day I just about take a spill in the very icy, very slippery parking lot. So snow, keep on coming!

Even still, with all the issues and the problems, I love it. I certainly wouldn't trade it for Texas (where they actually got a dusting of snow this last week, by the way). Nothing makes me feel better than to snuggle down in my bed, with my dogs, and read a book. Cold outside, snow falling; warm inside, bundled up. Utah is an amazing place.


Dreaming of a White... Thanksgiving?!

When I learned we were moving to Utah, the first thing I thought was "SNOW!!!" I couldn't wait to get here and get to winter so I could enjoy some real, honest to goodness snow! After all, living in both California and Texas, snow wasn't terribly regular and when it did snow it was always wet or icy. Never pretty, fluffy snow. Heck, I didn't even believe in fluffy, powdery snow. I cynically balked at the idea that snow could be powdery.

Well, I'm a believer now. This last weekend, we got the first real snow of the season. It snowed a bit at the beginning of November, too, but it wasn't much and it melted off the next morning. Thankfully, we were both off for the Thanksgiving holiday, so the snow coming down was something we got to enjoy from inside the house, through the picture window, with hot cocoa in hand. 

It. Was. GORGEOUS!!


Our lovely little house was covered in snow...


But the best part when when I woke up Saturday morning and the snow had returned. Everything was absolutely covered in the most lovely powdery snow! 

I sat and watched through the picture window in our living room as the snow fell for hours. I've never seen anything so pretty. I wish I could get a picture that would capture exactly how sparkly the snow here is. When the sun-light hits it, it looks like crushed diamonds. And when it's dark and the lights hit it, it sparkles. It's so pretty!

The locals (ha, I'm a local now!!) say the 3 or 4 inches we got this last weekend wasn't a whole lot for Utah, so I'm looking forward to much more snow. I hope we have a cold, snowy season.

For now, the snow has stuck around because it's so, so cold here. It was 6 degrees when I left for work this morning and Matt said it's supposed to get down to 2 degrees tonight. My hands literally went numb between the car and the house the other night. It's the coldest I've ever been for sure. And, I love it!

It just makes me feel so festive. I cannot wait for Christmas!


Then again, I've been feeling festive since Halloween, when we bought our christmas tree! Here's hoping for a snowy-white Christmas to go with our snowy-white Thanksgiving!!

Man, I love Utah!!