To begin with this week could be erased from our lives and I think neither of us would be upset. With Christmas coming this next week we have been a bit frazzled. Whoever thought of putting finals week right before the week of Christmas needs to be strung up by the toenails and shot with a nail gun at ten yards, I say ten because that would only leave welts on the perpetrators body. But beyond that both of us have had one of those weeks where we are waiting for another week.
Morgan's family much like Josh's has its functioning problems and this week things were much of the same. Morgan was ready to 'divorce' her family much like Josh does weekly, if not daily, due to the stress they have placed her under.
Josh's week sucked too. His Tuesday route's salesman forgot to clear the week before's order which sent out twice as much product as required. Josh got stuck all day Tuesday re figuring the orders of everyone of his stops. Then on Thursday he got held up over and over by stores only to have his boss send him into downtown Boise at noon after a single box of toffee from a place he had never been, with bad directions.
To top it all off Thursday evening our landlord came to us to update us on their move. For the past few weeks everything looked like they would be in California and away from us without a hitch. Then they came to us and told us that the company who he was going to work for was unwilling to purchase their house if there were renters. So now we are off to find a new apartment. If anyone is moving or knows someone who is let us know please. We hate apartment hunting.
At least on a positive note the plumber finally came after 8 months of pestering our landlord to fix the drain on the bathtub. Hooray for showers that don't come with ankle deep water.

So the 25 of November is my birthday and I got stuck working. I asked for the week off two months ago and didn't get an answer. My boss came to me at the beginning of the month and asked what my plans for this week were and then proceeded to tell me I could not have the time off. Due to this we planned my birthday for Saturday night and had friends over for cake and games. We wound up talking all night as is typical for me so if you want to bring games over to play with us you have to get right into it. Morgan made me this amazing cake for me. It was layered with both chocolate cake and peppermint ice-cream. She got the idea from a brochure we picked up at Coldstone. The outside was layered with Ganache which is a fudge. Well she began to put it on the cake but it would not set because it was too warm. I decided to be the smart ingenuitive person I am and thought it would work to spray my Computer's air duster can upside-down to freeze the ganache in place. I tested it in one place and it didn't really work so we wound up freezing everything to help it set up. We pulled out the cake every once in a while to put more on and during one of these times I tasted the ganache and it tasted horrible. It wasn't until later when Morgan looked at the can and saw a word she didn't really recognize. She asked me what bittergent was and it was at that point that I realized what I had done. So far the only one who has gotten a nasty piece of cake was me so I guess it serves me right. If anyone reads this and got a piece of really awful piece of cake you can blame me. I apologize. Morgan reminds me to tell you it is completely harmless other than the taste.

Pocatello, though it has some downfalls has a few great things that cause me to be absolutely infatuated with the area. The biggest is probably the large network of mountain bike trails all within 20 miles or less of where Morgan and I live. I thought it was an OK idea to post some way fun pictures of a friend of mine, Nathan Coffin, and I racing through a puddle as well as some riding through some beautifull fall leaves. The puddle that we found was a ton of fun, as one of us rode through the other would take the picture and then pull away as fast as we could to keep the camera dry before the wave of water drenched us even more. When I got home I took off my shoes as I was getting ready for a shower. Morgan took one look at my socks and told me to throw them away. I didn't think that just because they were pretty much dyed brown that they had to be trashed but Morgan thought otherwise.

So today I was at the laundromat and while I was waiting I decided to walk over to WinCo to get a snack. I was on my way over (on foot) when I started to hear a whiney whirry noise. As I got closer to WinCo the sound got louder and louder. At first I thougth it was just some sort of saw or power-sweeper or something mechanical making the noise. As I got closer and closer to the sound I started to realize it was a car horn blaring. I was begining to worry that someone was in trouble and began to quicken my pace a little. All the while on my way I was thinking someone was passed out or had a heart attack or some other serious problem that would leave them slumped forward leaning on the horn. As I got closer I decided to figure out just what it was and offer help if needed. As I followed the sound I found an older honda accord with a dog inside barking at everyone passing by. The funny part is that the dog was perched with his hind legs on the driver's seat and front paws planted squarely on the horn. Needless to say I was left laughing hard at this one.

Just wanted to make sure I hadn't screwed things up so this would not work.