Finally!

It has been a little while since my last entry. I apologize, but I have been shedding, and Alixa gets really mad when I leave my old skin everywhere, so I haven't left my cage much. Provo got a whole bunch of snow dumped on it for the second straight weekend, which makes everything pretty but causes some problems transportationally speaking. The big news for this week is that Jarom finally bested his wife in fantasy football. It is playoff time, so unfortunately that means the season is over for Lixi. But she did great, especially considering the fact that this was her first season. Although Jarom did give her advice on occasion, she did it mostly on her own and had one of the best teams in the league. In order to balance out the good karma Jarom used in beating Lixi, he had to give a talk in church today. This is Jarom's second least favorite thing to do, behind trying on clothes and just in front of formal dinners. Alixa said that it went OK, and he even got a few chuckles from the congregation when he told his joke (The one about how the Pope, President Hinckley and Pauly Shore go fishing together [Punchline: "It's not holy water anymore!"]) This afternoon Jarom and Lixi went to visit their other animal friends, a pair of horses that have been named Snow and White (guess what color they are). They live on a vacant lot next to Jarom's sister's new apartment. It was not quite a smashing success, as they could only find baby carrots in the store, and it is tough to feed a horse through a chain link fence with only 2 inch nubs of carrot. A lot of them fell on the ground, but the horses didn't mind. They enjoyed the snack and probably liked having some company on a very frigid evening.

Alixa's flag football team lost in the championship game, bringing the fall intramural season to a close. Runner up is by far the best finish the household has ever had, but still no t-shirt. Only one semester left. Other than that the Winns are busy prepping for finals and getting excited to visit their families over Christmas.

As a final side note to those who participated in the recent poll, here is the lowdown: Despite what you may have heard in scouts or from your mother, you only lose about 10% of your body heat through your noggin, although for me the percent is much less (I have a pretty small head).