Clementines are hurtful

My father had the audacity to throw a clementine at me yesterday. What started out as a innocent game of catch with the small citrus fruit turned to a battle for my life as I know it. I passed it to him. He got that look in his eye, the one that warned me to run screaming. I did so but not quick enough. Just before I could run behind the adjacent wall, safe from fruity harm, he chucked it at me. It pelted me on my back. I fell in slow motion, landed with a thud on the ground, injured. Okay, I didn't actually fall, but I did grasp my back. IT HURT! I didn't think it would but that thing stung like the dickens! I lifted up my shirt to check for wounds and there was a perfect, red circle, about the exact size of a clementine.

Christmas!

I've had a great Christmas. Money has been shorter but we all were able to completely focus on the true meaning of Christmas. The presents were nice but they weren't the main idea, the focus, the meaning. I'll still tell you what I got though. I got Wii Fit Plus, Raving Rabbids (I love those crazy little guys!), a sushi plate (SPAMANGO SUSHI!), a cute bag for my scriptures, cute boots (great for Rexburg!), a game called the T-shirt Game, gift cards...and I think that's it. My friend got a car!! But I'm not complaining. I've had a car for almost two years. :) Jolyn and Todd are here but they leave tomorrow, leave for Todd's family. It's been fun. We went to McCall and played in the excessive snow. Jolyn took some senior pictures of me. She's amazing. She can make me look cute in a puffy snow coat! She also taught me to blog!! Now I have 2. Uh oh. :) I'm gonna go play LIFE now. LAter.