What a way...

...to start Christmas vacation!

First up.... the last day of school. Boo.

We had a wonderful music assembly, for which I both Teched and Performed. Sequoia and I got excused from class to plan out the amazing light show, and then we did the assembly. Twice. My feet ache at the thought...

Then, I had a flute lesson at my flute teacher's house. That's always fun.

Later that night, while regaining my stamina, aka napping in front of the fireplace, my little sis press the phone to my ear, startling me into consciousness.

The despicable recorded message said that I sluffed all four periods. Fail. I actually DID go to Band and P.E., and I was excused from Geometry and Geography. I have a bone to pick with the attendance office.

Then, on Saturday was the Ward Christmas Party. It involved a breakfast of hash-browns, a french horn ensemble, and a 40-minute play put on by the Primary children.

After that, I pretty much laid around until my mom made me get in jeans and do my jobs. I got to make dinner that night. Me + Hot Oil = Delicious Navajo Tacos and a surprising lack of burns.

Then, today, we had the Christmas Program for Sacrament Meeting, and then a quiet party in Sunday School, and then a mini Christmas Program for Young Womens.

And now, I'm sitting here blogging. Exciting, right? Yes, actually, it is. Annie's making a delicious treat, and the rest of the kids are sitting in front of the fire reading.

Warm, fuzzy feelings?

Indeed.