Month: November 2007

Bryan and I were fortunate enough to visit my family in California for Thanksgiving this year. Even though I was there for almost two weeks the time flew by. The Wednesday before Thanksgiving I helped my grandmother prepare for Thursday’s big meal. Actually, I’m not sure how much I actually helped because all I did was make some blueberry and bran muffins, and chop celery and onions. It was a day I will remember forever . . . There was a lot of smiles and memories made. Even though my grandma has no formal culinary education she is one of the greatest chefs I know.

On Thursday, my sister and some of her co-workers did a “walk for the hungry”. I decided to join my sister and her husband on the walk . . . however, since I was not registered for the walk I didn’t feed any hungry; I only became hungry.

Bryan’s sister came and stayed with us for a couple of days and that was super fun. Michelle and I actually got up early on Saturday morning and visited my favorite store, Joanns! I felt a little silly since we were the only ones in the store below 60 but we still had fun!

As I look back on my time in California I think of all the wonderful blessings in my life. I feel so truly blessed with such a wonderful family. Bryan and I were able to spend so much time with the ones we love as well as some good friends. Thank you to everyone who made our time in California so memorable and full of joy!

Bryan and I decided to get away for a day so we went to San Juan Island. We took the hour long ferry ride to the island on Friday night and spent the night in Friday Harbor. Then, on Saturday we drove around the whole island stopping at the parks and beaches to take pictures. We took some pictures near the light house at Deadman Bay, but the visit was very short, the temperature was in the low 40’s and the wind made it even colder. From the bay you could look across the water to Victoria on Vancouver Island. On the south East side of the island we stumbled upon the American Camp National Historical Park. The park had a long trail dotted with informational plaques. Bryan and I walked along the trail and read about how a war almost started between the Americans and the British because an American settler killed a pig belonging to a British company. It was a very interesting story indeed; however, I was much more interested in beautiful scenery.