I am sure you can tell by the title of my post that I love January. The cold, short days, the treacherous driving conditions, and the chaos at work all combine to make January one of my least favorite times of the year. I probably sound whiny but I have been in a winter rut lately. I think I am going to self-diagnose myself with seasonal affective disorder, or SAD. I have been tempted for the first time in a LONG time to go to a tanning salon (even though, out of principle, I am against it and swore I would never do it again) just to have some semblance of sunlight. Despite my lousy attitude, I have had a few good moments recently. The Saturday before last, Carl and I drove to Green River, WY for my nephew Ryan's baptism. Unfortunately for us, our truck slid off the road on I-80 about 20 miles outside of Green River while driving there. Carl was able to pull back onto the interstate and drive the rest of the way, but the truck received some damage and is still at an auto-shop in Green River getting fixed. Despite the inconvenience of only having one vehicle for the past week, we feel so blessed that the damage wasn't worse. We were going 60 or 65 miles an hour when we slid off and should have rolled, but we didn't. We didn't hit anybody or anything in the process and nobody was hurt. Plus, we were able to spend a little more time with my sister Chrissy and her family that day which was nice. Here is a picture of her family taken at their home after the baptism:

Also, my little brother Issac and sister Izzy turned 7 yesterday. We went over for a family birthday party which improved my mood. Of course I don't have any pictures of the party itself (because I didn't have my camera surprise surprise) but here is a picture of my mom, Abby, Isaac, Izzy and me taken last summer...the most recent one I have of the twins. I can't believe how big they are. It seems like they have grown up so fast.

Along with the baptism and birthday party, I also recently had a great girl's night out with some friends, spent time with my wonderful friend Amie and her beautiful kids, and am slowly getting my house organized and unpacked, so I guess January hasn't been so bad. I will keep trying to "look on the bright side" (which is easier-said-than-done when all you see when you look outside is every shade of gray known to man) as I muddle through January, but I won't be sad when February is here.