OK I’m going to cheat.

I just finished my half of the new grents letter and I don’t want to pick and choose parts to put up here so you get to read my half.  I will let you know that I plan to have pictures of Christmas break and Brookwoods up in the gallery soon, but right now I need to go eat lunch and get back to my homework.

So here’s what I wrote:

Dear, wonderful grandparent type peoples,

            Thank you for being so patient about the lack of letters from our corner of the US.  My only excuse is that homework and exams devoured my time and I tend to write the first half of these letters anyway.  Where to start?

            I guess I will touch on the high-lights starting with Thanksgiving.  Because Kyle did not have the Wednesday before Thanksgiving off, we did not travel to Maryland like we had originally intended.  Instead, we were invited by one of the elders of our church to eat supper with them.  I had a marvelous time cooking and chatting.  I made all of the desserts, the stuffing, candied yams, and turkey soup for afterwards and had a blast doing it.  I didn’t realize how much I missed having a real sized kitchen to work in.

            Finals came next and they almost completely wiped me out.  I had my first final a week early and then the last three finals in two days.  I did well on them and my grades for the semester were good.  My last exam was on a Wednesday evening and we had our flight out to Oklahoma City the next morning at 5:30am.  The airport recommended that we arrive and hour and a half before our flight and since it takes an hour and a half to get to the airport we were flying out of, Kyle decided not to sleep after my exam.  I took a brief nap because we thought that we could get the rest of our sleep on the flight into OKC.  Boy were we wrong.  We did get some sleep in the terminal but our original flight was canceled due to maintenance issues.  They shuffled us onto the 8:00am flight to Atlanta instead of Cincinnati.  We had a layover of 3-4 hours and finally arrived in OKC ~10 hours after we were supposed to and our luggage was still on a plane behind us because the airport people didn’t have enough time to put it on the plane we got shuffled onto.  Momma French, the two foster girls, Kyle and I went to get something to eat while we waited for the luggage to show itself and finally headed off to Tulsa after another 2 hour wait.  It was late when we got in and  all I wanted to do was take a shower and go to bed (which I did).

            Christmas break was enjoyable.  We spent three weeks in and around Tulsa up to our kneecaps in babies.  Ces has two youngun’s, Josiah (18mo) and Adam (2mo) and Jennifer, who is one of the foster kids, has a 4mo old named Noah.  Lots of diapers, wanting to be held and “bites” (one of Josiah’s favorite words to say).  We took a day trip to go see Bartlesville and visited with friends while we were there.

            The trip back was early also so we went down to Guthrie to visit with Gma French for the day before.  We enjoyed wandering around the town and I found a wonderful yarn shop there.  They had some crochet books for making sweaters and things that I am going to look up now that I’m back home.

            This last weekend was our first one back and we went on a church retreat to Brookwoods up in New Hampshire.  I had a wonderful time getting to know the church members who were on the trip with us.  I also went downhill skiing for the first time and managed not to break anything.  I was sore from top to bottom for two days and I have some odd shaped bruises but it was a lot of fun and I’d like to do it again.  On the last day, the church surprised me with a cake and a birthday card since Monday was my birthday.  It was really sweet.

            On my actual birthday, it snowed all day.  We probably got between 6 and 8 inches up here and it’s still pretty white out there.  Kyle took me out to dinner at Bertucci’s and I decided not to go into town for class because I didn’t want to possibly miss busses that need to time just right so I can catch the right train home.  I think that’s all I have to say for now.


Author: KB French

Formerly many things, including theology student, mime, jr. high Latin teacher, and Army logistics officer. Currently in the National Guard, and employed as a civilian... somewhere

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