sorry about the break up

Now that Thanksgiving is out of the way, the most wonderful time of the year is upon us. Usually we like to celebrate this time in style with five other steezy girls by wearing our Christmas finest, but those girls were not accessible except through Skype, ichat, Facebook, email, snail mail, or the actual telephone. So, we had to make alternative arrangements. Enter: FHE. Now, fake Family Home Evening here is something we have a love/hate relationship with. Actually, it's more like a like/dislike relationship. We like going, we dislike thinking about having to go. Understand? However, tonight we took our first ever (and last ever) family Christmas card. We (meaning us, Ally and Lisa, not our deadbeat family) gathered all eighteen of our festive sweaters, and handed them out like prescriptions at a free health clinic. As our fake brothers and sisters and parents pulled on the sweater they selected from the storage bin, we truly felt that we were spreading happiness. Nay, we were spreading joy. Getting other people to look as bad as we do every December was truly gratifying.

As we approach our first round of college finals, we'll try to remember the feeling we got as we watched a full grown nineteen year old boy squeeze into Ally's Deck the Halls with Cows on Holly sweater. And we'll be okay.

Mum and Dad.

Guess who posed them like that. We did. All of those high school dances really paid off.

Twins!

Collectively we had great Thanksgivings, thanks for asking. Lisa went to LP (Lake Powell) and Ally went to the EMT (East Milcreek Township). We just saved time by using acronyms. That's efficiency.

Ally was in charge of making the yams for Thanksgiving dinner because "nobody likes them anyway, so it's okay if you mess them up." Yep. They turned out great even though comments like "I think the world would be fine without yams. Maybe even better off" or "Ew. Why do people insist on serving these?" were said by various family members as the plate was being passed around the table. Setting the table, filling the water glasses, and making ice cream cone cornucopias are still the best dinner party chores out there. Some other Thanksgiving highlights were resurrecting Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dream Coat from the Morgan's dusty CD binder, seeing the lights at Temple Square, watching most of The Amazing Race-Season 1 again, and running the Human Race - not literally controlling the entire population, just participating in a 5K.

Lisa forgot to take her normal coat to Lake Powell, and it was cold. She enjoyed hiking in a peacoat, though. It's probably an experience everyone should have. Or not. Whatever. The Dicksons ate a real turkey, said Navajo a lot, and Lisa came back to DJ Hally Hall with a new tube of Cherry Dr. Pepper chapstick that automatically makes her a little cooler than Ally. She and her family also enjoyed attending many places that took pride in being so close to a large structure that blocks water, such as: The Dam Bar and Grill, and The Dam Bowling Alley. It was a ton of "dam" fun. It also turns out that Lisa is bad at games, but she did reach her bowling goals. She broke a seventy in both games played. That's what's up.

Mr. Lonely

Seeing that winter is upon us, Lisa thought it would be a perfect time to share her eventful fall.

It started with a visit to the transcontinental railroad.

Followed by delicious peaches in Brigham City.

And completed with apple juice making with the cousins.

What a delight!

I Would Feed it a Grenade

We both did poorly on our tests.

The system beat us.

After a discouraging day yesterday, we decided to come up with a list of things we are good at in order to buoy up our spirits. We came up with sweating. We are both really good at that. Since that was all we had, we took it too far, or maybe just far enough. We got to the point of exclaiming, "our bodies are super efficient!" At least we have that. And some optimism.

Halloweems

For our Halloween update, you're going to want to look at this. We realize we are infringing on patents, copy rights, trade marks, or what have you, but we think the extra hits the Nattles & Han blog will receive should make up for it.

http://nattles-and-han.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-artsy-if-you-think-about-it.html

Thnx 4 da gr8 weekend, gurls.