First, a little bit of house cleaning. Here is a picture of my new coat. Santa said he would come a little early this year because it is cold in Utah now (and it is what I'd be asking for come December 25th).
Next, can someone please tell me what happened with BYU in the game against Utah yesterday? Truly depressing. But, like Grandpa Olsen said, "The sun will come up in the same place tomorrow." That's just like him, always the positive one.
Finally, the Thanksgiving Season helps me to remember what I am thankful for: my family, my friends, my warm car, the Gospel, my job, food to eat, a place to sleep, a strong body, a quick mind, my education, and (the in the forefront of my mind right now) music. Mom, thanks for making me practice and finding it important to have us take lessons even when money was tight. I don't know what I would do if I couldn't sit down at the piano and play it or listen to a song and then sing it. My mom has said that she thinks music is something that we remember from the other side of the veil and that's why it can touch us so deeply. I agree. My music allows me to communicate when I don't have the words and calms my soul when it's in turmoil. What a privilege it is to be able to make beautiful music (and have others that will patiently listen)!
P.S. I fly home on Wednesday night for Thanksgiving! I call making the rolls for dinner!