Birthday Morning

I woke up forgetting that it was birthday. ha. and then walked out to the living room to find this:

 from first-third grade i had a ridiculous obsession with Harry Potter, even worse than i do now. But once i hit fifth grade and wanted to impress cool boys by pretending to be girly, harry had to go.

so the nimbus 2000, my wands, the trading cards and the board games were all donated to the dang DI. 

tsk tsk tsk.

I SERIOUSLY regret it, just like my mom warned me i would. 

but my sneaky dang snake mother kept this empty Bertie Botts every flavored beans bag alllllll these years and filled it with jelly bellies. what a champ! I love her!

then i found an assortment of presents from celebrities on our wood stove haha.

apparently Derek doesn't know how to write his own name. Or else Scooby Doo, Jeremy and Conda from biggest Loser, Mufasa, and snoop dog all made a trip our to Madera to give me perfect birthday presents.

 He knows me too well sometimes. Love the guy.

 so. I was showered with footwear this year. which i am completely okay with.

Item number one? these Croc moon boots.

Saying that I'm in love with these shoes doesn't even BEGIN to express my feelings

rexburg? I'm coming.

 AND THEN, surprise number 23472 of the day? crocs.

 "Just look at them!!!" i couldn't stop screaming.

yes i'm a teenage girl. proud of it.

I love them.

 So. flipping. cool.

and Marissa got asked to prom...again...hahahaha.

way to be the most desired girl at Madera South, Mo.

speaking of Prom?

Jitters.

I have them.

hahahaha I'm such a girl. I'm worrying about EVERYTHING and trying not to get my hopes up too high. I'm just telling my self that 5 things will go wrong. that way, i won't freak out when they do. 

And i don't have a purse. you know what that means! 

my new classy fanny pack from Derek is going to make it's debut.

Hate on it.

I woke up to a text today that says, "you're a creep". so obviously, today is going to be a good day.

I'm amped for prom. soyou can hear about it and the rest of my incredible birthday soon! 

Christmas Adam

 For a long time we called the day before Christmas eve, "Christmas eve's eve"

Then my wonderful friend Gina told us that they called it "Christmas Adam"

cause you know...adam....came before...eve.

yeah, i know, she's clever, right?

So now, our Christmas Adam traditions consist of caroling to the neighbors, making gingerbread houses from graham crackers COVERED in delectable candies and watching a Christmas movie. our first choice was home alone. But we only had it on VHS and our VCR no longer functions..haha.

Jenae and her legit gingerbread temple

 Donny's wonderful girlfriend Christine joined us for the festivities.

My house is actually my heart. It's mostly gold and red. For Gryffyndor, obviously.but a tiny corner had two pieces of green candy...because a tiny corner of my heart is Slytherin. Slytheryn. slither-in. I have no idea how to spell that. anyway, the two green are only for Draco Malfoy, because he's beautiful...

Derek was his cool engineering self and made his own house without the milk carton helper underneath.

just look at that face...

My grandpa Hansen, bless his heart, is the cutest little old man ever to walk the face of the earth. One year, we watched Home Alone with him, and he cried from laughing so hard, and his whole body was shaking with laughter. I love his laugh, it makes everyone else laugh.

More and more lately, my Dad has slowly been transforming into his dad. My grandpa Hansen.

It's hilarious.

and cute.

last night my dad made it very obvious that Elf was the very last movie on his list of Christmas movies that he ever wanted to watch in his entire life.

We put it on anyway.

He sat back, and relaxed and died laughing the entire movie.

Oh, Dad.

It just makes me excited for Jonathan to come home!

40 more days, whaaaaa?...

Happy Christmas Adam! and Eve!

and Merry Christmas!