Somehow we ended up with a girls table and a boys table:
Here's the baking mishap for the day; forgot about the yams with marshmallows on top - the yams were fine, but the marshmallows weren't:
Seriously!!?? Doug's Wii guy fell asleep too!! I laughed like crazy and of course ran to get my camera. Without a photo to prove it, I don't know how anyone could actually believe Wii Doug fell asleep too. Even Wii April couldn't believe it and kept looking at Wii Doug. HAHAHAH
Doug's response to his sleeping Wii Doug was, "That's Awesome!"
My cute grandma in my wig and hat (you may have seen this one around Halloween):
A cake Kristie made for my birthday 2007:
Doug and I went bowling with some friends, June '09:
My boss' office when he went on vacation, June '07 (we made it look like we partied):
Becky's desk when she went on vacation, June '07 (we Saran wrapped everything):
My desk when I got back from lunch one day, May '08:
Doug in the moldy place, we had to get rid of everything so we wrapped him in all the foil, wax paper and colored cling wrap, March '07:
Doug and I went on a date to the Macaroni Grill - they give you crayons to draw on the paper on the table, Feb '08: 
The photo I had in my phone that would show when Becky was calling, Feb '07:
My desk on another day when I came back from lunch, the keyboard and mouse were wrapped as gifts and there was "snow" all over my desk, Dec '08:
Doug took me on a date to these cement slides, they were really fun, I don't know the date but I'm pretty sure it was in the summer of 2006.
Sacramento Temple:
Doug and I went to the State Fair 2006 and saw the Terminator:
We also saw a Lego Batman:
At church in the Singles Ward:
My fish, Spaghetti the Noodle Fantastic (Noodle for short), who recently died:
And last, but not least the Oakland Temple:
There are many more photos, but I already shared most of them with you throughout the years. I hope you enjoyed the trip through my dead cell phone. The phone worked after we got home from buying a new one, but now the screen doesn't work. I can tell when the phone turns on and off because of the tones it makes, but that's it. I'm pretty sure the parts inside are rusting away from the bleach/Tilex.
And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more. - Dr. Seuss
Remember when you were young? and you were sent to school with cupcakes for the class? Well, that's what we did for Doug's birthday. He was sent to work with almost 6 dozen cupcakes.
I'm sure you can imagine how much it's going to cost to get a new phone. At least I'm due for an upgrade. The last phone I killed I ran over with my car.
Okay, let’s review: How do you become totally miserable?
Miserable people figure that if they lie around, and stew, and think, and nap, and remove themselves from the world, eventually their doing nothing will solve the problem. Happy people know that misery exits when you enter the life of someone else and make a difference. Ironically, one of the best ways to lift your spirits is to forget yourself and lift someone else’s. And, if you’d like a double dose of depression-destroying activity, do something for someone else anonymously. There’s a certain giggly giddiness that comes your way when you commit random acts of kindness and nobody knows who did it. It’s hard to keep frowning when you know someone else is smiling because of you. 
When you ask miserable people, “What’s new?” they say, “Nothing.” Miserable people haven’t done anything new in years. Happy people love to try new things. And when they encounter a problem, they think of it as just another adventure. If they get lost on their way somewhere, they say, “All right, an adventure!” When the power goes out, they gather the flashlights and tell stories on the couch. If they get caught in a cloudburst, they jump in puddles and sing in the rain! Miserable people, on the other hand, don’t see an opportunity for adventure, they just think they’re being picked on. They ask, “What did I do to deserve this?” or “Why does this always happen to me?” (Oh, be serious, does this ALWAYS happen to you?) Happy people turn little adversities into big adventures. 
Yep, that really is a tissue rolled up and stuck in my nose. I'm so sick of my nose running non stop. I have another tissue under my eye because I keep tearing; my eye lids are swollen and red. I told Doug they look like mealworms. I'm a big germy moco ball! (moco is Spanish for booger)
On Thursday night I couldn't sleep, so I tried to watch some TV; Doug got up for work on Friday at about 2am and I was still wide awake. Then I went to bed and tried to bore myself to sleep and finished 100 pages of a book I was reading; it didn't work. I finally fell asleep (with tissue shoved in my nose), but after a very short time I jerked from a dream I must have had and couldn't get back to sleep.
I can't sleep if I can't breathe through my nose; I'm not a good mouth breather.
Luckily I already had an annual check up scheduled yesterday. I went to work to take care of the work on my desk and then drove to my doctor's office and tried to sleep in the parking lot until my appointment.
Today, Doug is at work and I'm on the couch coughing, sneezing, blowing my nose, etc. Doug made me hot tea before he left for work, but since I can't taste anything it was really bitter. I'm trying to be a little productive while in my mocofied state by doing laundry. Within arms reach are: cold pills, antibiotics, 2 books, cell phone, DSi, hand sanitizer, my second empty moco box (that's what I call tissue boxes), a roll of toilet paper since I'm out of tissues, a garbage bag, heating pad, chap stick and water. Wanna come over and hang out???? I really hope I don't get Doug sick.
Oh, last night on the way home from my great aunt's funeral, my step-dad was in a car accident. He rear ended a car that had rear ended another car. Then a car behind him was rear ended, but the driver took off. I'm so glad everyone is okay.
This is a picture of my Aunt Pat (she's my grandpa's sister, but we never called her "great Aunt Pat"). She struggled with Alzheimer's (as did my grandpa) and Parkinson's for many years and passed away on November 27th. Aunt Pat and Uncle Bernie were married for 56 years.
We hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas!