
Suddenly, concern croweded my thoughts. NO SPOONS! Luckily, Toada whipped them out of her hoodie sweatshirt like a true partner in crime. Stealthily, we opened the lid to the treasure and dipped the spoons in the whipped goodness. Words cannot express the true joy we found in those stolen minutes in time. But it was not meant to last. We heard steady footsteps approaching that could only belong to our mother, the guardian of the frog-eyed salad. In a great frenzy, we snapped the lid on and Toada took it to the far corner in desperate hope that the guardian would only be passing through. In one quick motion that could only belong to a seasoned veteren, she slowly slid toward the fridge door. In a true stroke of genius I managed to deflect our mother's eyes and thoughts toward Christmas and peanut butter fudge. Knowing our mother's sweet tooth, we knew she would take the bait. 
The fridge door closed with the frog-eyed salad in tact and we declared a silent victory to be celebrated later.
Written by Toada Lynn as narrated to Amy (aka M)


I love the mountains when they are coated with snow! Here's a view about 3 miles from my condo.


Please reserve your judgement on the fact that I haven't hung anything up. I was almost there and then my roommate moved in and I had to migrate 2 rooms of stuff into one. I'm not complaining, because I'd rather have the roommate than the room...I'm just sayin'. 










This is my new roommate, Anne. Please excuse my retarded hair, we had a rushed morning. Somehow both of us forgot the time that choir practice started until about 5 mintues before. :)
This is my other new roommate, Susie. She's not really a demon dog, I just don't have those cool computer programs that you can change eye color of pictures and super-impose George Bush into the shot. Come to think about it, the world might be a better place because I don't have it...
Here's more of the kitchen. Please note the Yankee Pumpkin Spice candle in the forefront. It was in my storage tub and melted on it's side. This weekend in what I can only deem the "Candle Project" I managed to use a candle warmer combined with toothpicks, a knife, my fingers, scissors and pure ingenuity to restore it to an almost normal candle. The real test will be if it actually burns...let's hope!
My favorite feature of the kitchen is the hardwood floor appearance (I think it's probably lamenant). Also, on the fridge is pictures of all you people and the freezer holds all the cards I've gotten since I've been here. Thanks for all your thoughts and prayers, guys!
P.S. Contrary to what my blog portrays, it isn't ALWAYS snowing here...yesterday it was clear and beautiful 65 degrees and is supposed to be that warm on Saturday. :)
Caiya Miller catches those snowflakes. What is it about the taste of snow that is SO wonderful?!
JT Miller just takes in the whole snowy scene.



Here it is..the place the magic happens. Let's just all take a moment of silence.
LOOK AT ALL THE ORANGE AND BLUE! I AM NOT ALONE!
There were tons of hot air balloons, I think the total number of balloons was 90. It was fun to watch them all take off. My favorite was this yellow flower balloon...but the sheer number and variety of colors was awesome.
This balloon was fired up to take off. :)









