I can't believe it is 2010 and the beginning of a new decade...I am not sure what to call this past decade. I mean when we sit around and reminisce what are we supposed to call it? The 2000's - 1-9?? I don't like it. It is not as catchy as saying the "60's" or the "70's" or my personal favorite...the "80's." We never get to celebrate the eve of the New Year as a family. Todd is always hanging out on the strip with the tourists and the rest of us are usually scattered here and there. This year Aaron, Ariel and I drove up to Utah. Megan and Todd stayed home. Todd had to work and Megan babysat Zoey. For days before I was going to leave, I checked the weather and it looked like it was going to be fine. Apparently, my weather sources are bogus. Within about ten minutes of leaving Cedar City we hit a big snow storm. Prior to my visit to Utah, I would have called it a blizzard. I have since learned that it was not a blizzard but a "heavy snow fall." At any rate, it was a lot of snow and the roads were all snow covered. I had not driven in those conditions for about 15 years. We saw about a dozen cars that had gone off the road or crashed into other cars, I was really hoping that wouldn't happen to us. The hours dragged on and from Spanish Fork to Bountiful my maximum speed was about 50. It took me 8 hours to get to my parents house. When we arrived I got to meet my newest nephew, Carson, so adorable! Then we celebrated my nephew, Mikey's, 4th birthday. We were excited about that. My brother, Stephen, did not disappoint with the "fish" cake either. It was almost as good as his "soccer ball" cake last year. The next morning, Aaron made his way into the bathroom with his crutches. He called to me from the bathroom and asked if he looked like he was going to throw up. I guess there is a certain "look" people are supposed to have when they are about to vomit. By the time I got in there, he was already kneeling in front of the porcelain throne. While I was standing by waiting to "assist" he unexpectedly passed out. It took me a few seconds to realize what had happened. One minute he was kneeling there, and then all of the sudden he crashed down into that small unsanitary looking space between the sink and the toilet. I grabbed him and laid him onto his back on the floor and shook him a little until he came back. It was a very scary experience. His face had gone so white. He wouldn't let me move him off the floor for about 15 minutes. I just couldn't stand him laying there on the bathroom floor any longer. I dragged him back to his bed, against his wishes and he stayed there the rest of the day with a stomach ache. It was a very short trip only two days if you don't count the two days of driving. I really missed visiting friends that I usually get to see when I come to Utah, there just wasn't the opportunity. I was happy we at least got to have lunch with our friends, the Alworths, on our way out of town. On the 31st, we went to the Freebairn Family's annual New Year's Eve Party. This year it was at my sister Cheri's house. There was too much good food, a plethora of games, and lots of great company. When we left to go back to my parents, we weren't as popular as when we came on account that we left before the New Year. I was so tired and had to get up and drive home the next morning. It really makes no difference to me in the arrival of the new year, whether I am blowing a horn, banging a pot, yelling "Happy New Year " or asleep in my bed...the new year still comes.