Sunday, December 14

Where Are You Christmas?

It's December 14th and Christmas is 11 days away.
I have almost all of my Christmas shopping done.
Christmas trees, lights, and decor have replaced the fall scenery.
People are slowly vacating the D.C. area to go home for the Holiday's.
Christmas parties are replacing every day work.
We had our Christmas program at church today.
I'm listening to Christmas music at this very moment to get me in the "Christmas spirit."
But, like the word's of Faith Hill's "Where Are You Christmas", I'm wondering that very thing? Where are you Christmas? Why is everything around me screaming Christmas, but me? Perhaps it's the fact that just last week we had 60 degree weather, and tomorrow it's supposed to be 65 degrees. Not that I'm complaining, I hate cold weather, and despite the sporadic warm days we're having here, it's been plenty cold enough. But, it just doesn't seem like Christmas time without a white blanket covering the earth. So, for the first time in my life, I'm actually dreaming of a white Christmas. I hate to admit this, but I'm in need of a good snow storm.
This is what I expect to see when I go home on Christmas Eve. Salt Lake City, and my lovely Wasatch mountains covered in snow. Then, I think I'll finally feel like Christmas is here!

Monday, December 8

Tis the Season

Some of you (whomever you are) will actually receive a tangible Candrian family Christmas card, others of you...probably not. Andrea (my sister, roommate, and partner in crime, pictured in the strawberry (according to J.Crew) colored dress) landed the lucky job of writing this year's letter. So, natrually she wrote it news reporter style. Enjoy! My family is amazing, it's true.

The Candrians Go to Washington

WASHINGTON, DC – It would seem that fate and the East Coast would collide in 2008, bringing together, once again, all the children of Mike and Joy Candrian.

You may recall, Brittany was the first to make the move to Washington, D.C., back in 2005. Rob and Lorena followed close behind in 2006. And this year, Andrea and Amy caught Potomac fever too.

First, an update on Rob and Lorena: they are busy preparing for a big move overseas. This next summer they’ll pack up their belongings and head to Stockholm, Sweden, where the State Department has given Rob his first assignment. They’re both busy learning the Swedish language and keeping in shape. Much of Lorena’s spare time in 2008 was spent bike racing. You can check out one of her races on youtube: Rob couldn’t let Lorena have all the fun staying fit, so he trained and did his first triathlon. Sorry, no video available.

Brittany and Brian are still living in Richmond, VA, just a few hours south of D.C. Brittany landed a job in Congressman Eric Cantor’s (R-VA) district office in Richmond. She occasionally gets to head back to her old turf in D.C. for training on Capitol Hill. She couldn’t be happier. Meanwhile, her husband Brian is busy pulling teeth. He has a year and a half left to go in dental school at VCU before we can officially call him Dr. Richman. Anyone need a root canal? Brian needs some practice. "I am not moving to Idaho," Brittany said of where she and Brian are moving once Brian graduates.

As for Andrea, she’s slightly regretting her move to D.C., now that the weather has gotten bitterly cold. She ditched her CBS reporting gig in sunny Florida this spring to pursue a press job on Capitol Hill. She now works for Senator Bob Bennett (R-UT) as his Deputy Press Secretary. All you Utahans can rest assured that Senator Bennett will be getting only the best news coverage on how your tax dollars are wisely being spent.

Amy graduated from Brigham Young University in April. She didn’t want to be the only Candrian kid left back west, so she too headed to D.C. She interned with the American Diabetes Association this summer. That led to a full-time job at the United States Agency for International Development (USAID), where she now works as a program assistant in the office of HIV/AIDS. She’ll be headed to Africa sometime in 2009 for a business trip. Amy has discovered that post-college life, aka growing up, is slightly overrated.

“Do I want to stay on the East Coast?” Amy questioned. “Nope. I’ve lived in California, and that’s the funnest place I’ve ever been.”

Mike and Joy wouldn’t mind it if their youngest moved closer to home. They, of course, aren’t really enjoying life as empty nesters as much as they thought they would. In 2008 they made four trips to D.C. to visit their children. While it’s not likely they’ll be moving there anytime soon, they’re realizing their West Coast blood is running a little thin these days.

“I miss my kids,” Mike and Joy are constantly heard saying. Joy is spending her lonely hours perfecting her oil painting skills and working for an architecture firm. Meanwhile, Mike continues working for the church, keeping up on the latest novels, and jogging on a broken foot.

If you’d like to join the Candrians, and millions of other Americans, at the Inauguration in January, give any one of them a call. They’ll be sure to give you a good rate on a place to stay.

Who knows where the Candrians will be a year from now? They’ll keep you posted. For now, they wish you a Merry Christmas and all the best in 2009.

Monday, December 1

It's the simple things

It was months ago, I was lying in bed, tossing and turning, longing to fall asleep. My phone started vibrating. Who could possibly be calling me at 12:30 in the morning? I picked up my phone, only to see the words "restricted" printed clearly across the screen. Naturally I set my phone back down, and drifted off into a deep sleep.

The next morning, I picked up my phone and listened to the voice-mail left by, Mr. "restricted". If there's one way to make a girls morning, it's by serenading her, and my voice-mail did just that. Whomever it was that left me such a pleasant surprise, thank you! Months later, I'm still thanking you. To be precise, every 20 days I thank you when my phone prompts me to delete or re-save my messages. Consider that message re-saved for 20 more days when I'll get to listen to some boy (who is still a mystery to me) serenade me with the words to "When You Say Nothing at All" once again, before the message is saved yet again. The song may be totally cheesy but it makes me happy every time I listen to it, and as of lately I'm slightly obsessed. It's the small and simple things that make my day!