Merry Christmas!

Love, the Murrays

It really is the most wonderful time of the year--time to be with family and to celebrate the reason for our lives, our faith, and our blessings.

Photo credit: Jeselyn Peery. She's awesome--look her up on facebook.

Photo idea: Woodward family. They are also awesome!

One time...in Costa Vida...

I'm considering renaming my blog "Egocentric Speech", because that's what it is. I love posting random things no one (but me) cares about. Here is another one of those things. For some reason, this facebook thread is cracking me up.


PS: If you want to read it, you have to click on it. And if you don't get it, or think I'm weird, don't blame me--it's your fault for reading this blog. But I know that two years from now I'm going to read this post and think, oh my gosh, that was the most hilarious thing. So there.

The airport!

I love the airport!! (I know, I know...people who know me are thinking, what? Natalie? Airport? Isn't that where they keep, Heaven forbid, airplanes?)

Yes, it's true. "Let me repeat, therefore emphatically..." I love the airport (especially when I'm not getting on a plane, although I did have a very successful couple of flights this summer...with the help of Xanax. Anyway...)!

I love how diverse it is. I am a huge people watcher, and at the airport you can just sit and see people from all walks of life! I love it. I love guessing where they're going, who they're going to meet, etc. Plus I love the excitement of travel!

But the best part about the airport is picking people up! I love going and sitting at the bottom of the escalator, waiting to see first the feet, then the legs, then the torso, then the head of someone I love.

It is so fun!!

If life was a man, he would be my husband.

Why? Because I like life!

I love Christmas so much. My very favorite Christmas movie is Scrooge with Albert Finney (my dad prefers A Christmas Carol with Alaister Sim, but I digress...)

I love the part where Scrooge changes. I think it is so touching--it always makes me want to cry. And a lot of times I feel like Scrooge, when he realizes that everything is right in his life--and he loves it!

Pringle: Mr. Scrooge, what has happened?

Scrooge: What's happened is perfectly simple, Pringle--I've discovered that I like life!

Awwww :)

So proud of those Siebert boys! Mark and Matt, rock Taiwan!

Exhausted

Exhausting work. Some days I want to quit, but I know I can't...this is the friendship I have chosen, and the work that was specified in the 3 year old and since abandoned contract. Regardless of what has happened, I'm holding up my end of the deal. I always will. Even when I tell myself Stop. It's too hard to maintain this. Think of yourself. The situation presents itself and I can no longer think of myself, only of saving the day. I think I'm in this until the death. Sometimes I remind myself of Katniss. Only thinking of saving one person...because they saved me the first time around.

On a related note, I need to learn how to cry on command. I've got a feeling we'll only be able to pull the I'm-angry-let's-talk-outside-routine a couple of times. But if I know how to cry and make a dramatic exit...that would be perfect.

PS: Things are cryptic. DEAL WITH IT. If you can't handle it, don't read my blog :)