Thanksgiving Twenty Eleven

Brock and I ventured down to Utah for the long weekend to spend Thanksgiving with my side. We left early early Thanksgiving morning and booked it for our 1:00 dinner. Luckily, my family is always about a half hour behind so we were right on time. Dinner was awesome and very tasty. Since my extended family is so large, we meet at my Granny's church and spend the afternoon with all my Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Parents, Siblings and of course my Grandma. It's always fun to catch up with everyone and spend time together. Although, I did NOT eat pie on Thanksgiving because I was doing dishes...lame!

My mom, sisters and I always do the Black Friday shopping and we have since I was a teen. After shopping we spend the night in a hotel together and wrap our gifts. It's a really fun tradition and I only get to do it every other year so I always really look forward to it. However, this year was weird because we were not game to start our shopping at midnight like all the stores were doing. Most of us just got up at our normal time (3:30) to hit the 5:00am sales. When we got to the first store the place was a ghost town! IT WAS so weird. Obviously most of the good sales were over but we got a few grabs. It was nice not to have to stand in long lines, bump into crazy people or feel your blood pressure rise but it was kinda a let down too. It just felt like regular shopping but I'd rather do that than stay up all night. I was exhausted all day as it was, which I blame on not starting our morning with an adrenaline rush running to get a cart. Ha! It was fun and I got some good grabs and I am pretty much done with my Christmas shopping!

Later on Friday, my sister-in-law Heather and my cute little niece met up with us to do some shopping. I was cracking up the whole time because my niece has to push her own cart through the store with no help. It was hilarious seeing a little person maneuvering a full size cart. She did awesome and didn't run into anything!



While we were shopping Brock went with a couple of my brothers, my dad and a few of my nieces to go ride wheelers out by Utah Lake. The ride went well and was fun but ended crappy. My dad tipped his wheeler while he was loading it into his truck. He got it all the way to the top and it lost balance and flipped him backwards and he landed on his back with the machine on top of him. Luckily, Brock was there to push the machine off of Dad, so he wasn't stuck under it.
 They took him to the ER and he has a broken hand, sprained wrist, 3 fractured ribs, cuts on his chin, bumps and bruises. He is in a lot of pain and it's going to take time to get recovered. However, he was blessed to not have any back, neck or head injuries. Brock said he's never seen anyone hit the ground that hard and that the machine bounced off him. Brock took really good care of my Dad until my mom got there- I'm grateful I married a good caring person.
 My Dad was pretty high on pain meds when we saw him and he was in good spirits and hilarious. He was cracking jokes like crazy and he had us all rolling on floor. He kept saying that Brock is his hero, hahahaha. I'm bummed that that happened but I'm glad he's "okay".

Dad let me bundle him up on the couch for the night:)