Table for Eight

Elder Meehan and his current missionary companion--at their ward Christmas Party. I know, I know: I keep saying I will post and write ... and then I don't. It seems like a good New Year's Resolution for me would be to stop promising and apologizing and just be good with the "is-ness of now." ("It is what it is.") But that is SO ME: putting too many things on my metaphorical plate, and then being hard on myself when I can't do it all. (Like make hot chocolate on the stovetop while talking on the phone, while ironing clothes for church--all at the same time. It's a fail-fail situation, and yet, I keep trying it. LOL.) Anyway, my point! It's Christmas week and I am so so so happy to have this time to celebrate the birth of Christ. Christmas has always been one of my favorite times. And I'm sure for most people--no matter what your faith practice--this time of year is a special one. For the most part, people are just SO kind and hap

Elder Meehan and his mission district on Thanksgiving (playing in a Turkey Bowl). Note: Going to write tonight. Until then ... here are some photos from our last 3 weeks. Dave and my dad carving the turkey on Thanksgiving. Papaya helping to make Thanksgiving FUNKY. Our to dinner over Thanksgiving break. Our kids and my brother's kids (along with Papaya's friend T). Dave, me, my mom and dad. Thanksgiving Dodgeball at the church. Elder Meehan and his missionary companion on a trolley in northern Indiana. Elder Meehan with one of the Spanish speaking missionaries in his area (after the Spanish missionary had a break-in at the apartment. Eeek!). Missionary lunch. The owner of the restaurant loves missionaries! Elder Meehan's Thanksgiving dinner. (The Bishop in the ward where he serves hosted the missionaries.) Elder Meehan's post-Thanksgiving dinner plate. He and his companion were able to teach t