We remodelled a kitchen. A preview.

Is remodel the right word? I guess it is. I found a solid oak entertainment center ...
... and turned it into this:
Christmas morning. The Bean made us imaginary juice
and plastic croissants. Delicious.
And by "I," I mean "B and I," of course. I'll do a post with the details later.

We listened to beautiful music.

I answered the call for helpers on Facebook and was able to volunteer Benson and I to help at a Christmas concert put on by one of my favorite bands, The Lower Lights. We got to help set-up the admissions table and take tickets and stamp hands when people started to arrive. We didn't get to be in the auditorium for many of the songs, but it was great just being there.
This was BF's second Lower Lights concert and my third. The whole group is very nice and will come out and mingle with the audience after the show. We've met many of the band members and BF got to talk with several of them. They put on a great show. There's so many members they don't get to rehearse much, but the lack of polish is totally made up for by their incredible musical skills. There wasn't a song we didn't love.
Inside the venue, the Masonic Temple in Salt Lake City. They offer tours,
which we're going to have to do. It was a very cool building.
Ryan Shupe played with the band on their Christmas album. I
remember seeing him play with Peter Breinholt about 14 years ago.
The concert was on a Thursday night, and we got home very late. BF's a trooper! It was such a wonderful night!

EVERYONE had to be there, too.

We saw the lights at Temple Square with our friends and half the state of Utah. It was PACKED (it always is). But it was beautiful (as it always is).
The Bean was most definitely NOT COLD on this trip.
The streets looked beautiful from the top of the
Joseph Smith Memorial Building.
Santa Claus visits were a bit hard to come by this year. Our church had an adult only party and the mall Santas? Sheesh. They won't let you take your own pictures and for some reason I wasn't willing to pay for their picture packages (starting at only $24.99!)
My sister found a car dealership in SLC that had Santa visiting. She managed to get all the grandkids there from that side of my family. It was a really cute set-up (think cute fake snow and a vintage firetruck) and we were the only ones there. Not only did they let us take our own pictures, but they had a photographer there who took a bunch of pictures and emailed them to my brother for free. Need to see Santa (or, I guess, buy a car), go to Hinckley Dodge. But not when I'm there. I liked the lack of crowds.
The Bean wouldn't go until after she saw JK visit with Santa and survive.
She was a little unsure, but she had a nice talk with him.
This is the look you give Santa when he starts telling you
the chores you need to do to be good.
Fortunately they were all deemed good. That would have been awkward on Christmas morning, not giving toys to one of them. To be honest, it would probably have been The Bean who got coal.