Ketchup

I know, I know, two more months without a single post. But this time I'm gonna be good, I promise. I've been newly motivated by the many blogs I've started following, you should check them out, they're amazing. There are so many super cool bloggers, some people even make money doing it. Wouldn't that be nice? Someday I'll be cool like them. Until then, here's a little of what I've been doing since November or so.

Dean and Eden (and I) discovered the amazingness of Fraggle Rock.

Dean liked it so much, he decided to recreate the characters.

I organized my sister's craft room...

...and my clothes...

...and the freezer—my sister asked me to do this because she wanted me to make sure we had enough boneless chicken breasts for lettuce wraps, we had 42 breasts, about 25 pounds.

Dean was caught red-handed, literally, trying to get his fingerprints with some pink ink.

I found out that Hunky Dory fabric is the cutest thing in the world. If I could be made into a fabric, this would be it. (Sadly, I think it's since been discontinued, which is extremely depressing.)

I helped my sis make her 4th annual "A Day in the Life of Dean and Eden" scrapbook.

I made some pumpkin cheesecake, fresh from an actual pumpkin, with a friend of mine.

We started out with a pumpkin, unfortunately not pictured, but about as ginormous as this completely unrelated pumpkin found in a pumpkin patch on the complete opposite corner of the country. (Okay, so I just wanted to show you how adorable my other nephew is. He doesn't get on my blog much since he's six states away instead of in the bedroom across the hall.)

We completely overestimated how much pumpkin pulp this pumpkin would make. So after roasting, peeling, puréeing, and squeezing every last drop of water out, we ended up with only two cups.

Can you believe that this much purée...

...when strained...

...makes this much water...

...and only this much pumpkin? It's a slow process.

Dean made a beautiful temple for his toys to be married in, complete with an Angel Moroni made of blocks.

For Christmas, I got to go to my dad's house in Utah, where my three siblings and I were all in one place for the first time in about three years.

And us four plus the two brothers-in-law were together for the first time since my sisters wedding, over seven years ago.

A gorgeous bald eagle landed in a tree in my dad's backyard.

And I discovered how great the zoom on my sister's camera is. All the way zoomed out...

...all the way zoomed in.

We played in the snow

And on our super fun and way-longer-steeper-and-scarier-than-it-looks-from-the-bottom sled run in the backyard.

I got pink eye for the first time in my life.

Eden helped me wrap some presents for Dean, who turned five.

The kiddos made some tasty snickerdoodles.

And I started dating my first ever boyfriend, right around the same time I stopped blogging. Hmmm... coincidence?

***In case anyone is wondering what any of this has to do with ketchup, it was just my lame attempt at being clever with a pun, but you probably already figured that out.