I just want to real quick document that in January we made our first ever turkey, INCLUDING homemade gravy. :) It was not too hard to make, though we'll need to work on not drying it out for the next one.
Ta da! It's like we're grown up now! ;)
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Our First Turkey
I just want to real quick document that in January we made our first ever turkey, INCLUDING homemade gravy. :) It was not too hard to make, though we'll need to work on not drying it out for the next one.
Ta da! It's like we're grown up now! ;)
Saturday, February 26, 2011
A Ward Family
Tonight was ward temple night and I seriously thought about not going since TJ's not well and was in bed, but he encouraged me to go and I'm so glad that I did.
I grew up in the same ward from when I was 5-years-old. I know every member of the ward, first name and last. I know their kids, their professions, and their interior decorating styles. All the ward knew, and could even name, all my siblings, and knew what they were up to.
With a background like that, starting fresh in a new ward, with people I don't know, has been a challenge! We've lived here for about nine months and I can honestly say I feel like we've put a lot of effort into getting to know people - we may not spend a lot of time on walks, talking with neighbors in their yards, but we have made a lot of effort to go to temple nights, ward activities, Relief Society parties, etc. It was so fun tonight to know that I could go to dinner with the ward and even if TJ wasn't there, I'd have friends to sit with and talk to. We're doing it! We're making this home!
I grew up in the same ward from when I was 5-years-old. I know every member of the ward, first name and last. I know their kids, their professions, and their interior decorating styles. All the ward knew, and could even name, all my siblings, and knew what they were up to.
With a background like that, starting fresh in a new ward, with people I don't know, has been a challenge! We've lived here for about nine months and I can honestly say I feel like we've put a lot of effort into getting to know people - we may not spend a lot of time on walks, talking with neighbors in their yards, but we have made a lot of effort to go to temple nights, ward activities, Relief Society parties, etc. It was so fun tonight to know that I could go to dinner with the ward and even if TJ wasn't there, I'd have friends to sit with and talk to. We're doing it! We're making this home!
Friday, February 25, 2011
Stressful Job?
Does anybody else ever feel like this?
I derive a lot of satisfaction from my job, but there are some days that there is so much pressure I don't know that I can get through the day. I go through about 600 e-mails a day, and when a number of them are from very angry/frustrated/upset individuals, I just get a bit frazzled.
Wish me luck out here today - it's going to be a long one.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Date #6: Brick Oven and Cougarettes
For Valentine's Day, TJ gave me tickets to see Cougarettes in Concert...with all my sisters. :) What a sweet husband. I absolutely love seeing the Cougarettes perform and have enjoyed taking my sisters to see the concert for the past few years.
We went and ate dinner at the Brick Oven. :) Our waiter was a good sport as we gave him a lot of extra work to please the six of us. We had pizza and garlic bread and root beer floats before heading over to the Covey Center for the Arts for the performance.
The Cougarettes never fail to impress - what a fantastic show. I have never heard anybody walk away disappointed. It was so much fun! After the first dance TJ said I was smiling like it was our wedding day again. :) My goodness, I loved it. The girls were so fun to be with, TJ was a delight, and the performance was really great. I'm so glad we went.
We went and ate dinner at the Brick Oven. :) Our waiter was a good sport as we gave him a lot of extra work to please the six of us. We had pizza and garlic bread and root beer floats before heading over to the Covey Center for the Arts for the performance.
The Cougarettes never fail to impress - what a fantastic show. I have never heard anybody walk away disappointed. It was so much fun! After the first dance TJ said I was smiling like it was our wedding day again. :) My goodness, I loved it. The girls were so fun to be with, TJ was a delight, and the performance was really great. I'm so glad we went.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Emily's Blanket
Many of you know my dear friend, Emily. In 2005 (wow!) we went to Spain and studied abroad together for a semester. There, while on endless bus rides, we became best friends. I have such wonderful memories of running through raining plazas, travelling the pilgrim's path, eating more pastries than we could count, buying dried fruit, attending class, checking into hotels together, and eating weird and gross foods. We spent endless hours talking about life, about our dreams, and about John. I watched Emily prepare for her mission, and laughed with her about her visit to the doctor.
When we came back home, I worried I wouldn't see her again, at least for some time. She received her mission call to Madagascar and went home to Virginia. But after talking with John, she postponed her mission to go to school and, ultimately, to marry the man of her dreams.
Emily and John didn't mind that I was dating a boy that was in high school, and so TJ and I would double date with Emily and John. Every Friday morning I drove down to school early so that we could have breakfast together before class, and I can't help but laugh at remembering John's worry about my ravenous appetite. :)
I certainly didn't miss Em and John's graduation lunch at the Brick Oven and I admit I cried as I watched them pull out of the parking lot, on their way to Virginia for medical school.
Then the texts and phone calls from Em about just how Elder Morris was doing - what he looked like, what he said, and what they had done that day. On more than one occasion I was jealous that she could see him and was mad that John wouldn't let Emily just ask TJ if he would marry me. :) I was flattered that John said TJ was a wonderful missionary and, in all honesty, glad that my three good friends could be so close together.
John and I arranged for me to fly out to Virginia without Emily knowing about it. He sent her on a scavenger hunt one day that ended at the airport, and with a bit of work during the day, I convinced her it wasn't me. Oh, it was so exciting to see her. :) And she had just hoped and hoped it was me. I brought her the baby blankets I had made for Lizzie, who was almost part of the family, and we enjoyed a beautiful drive back to their apartment at Virginia Beach.
We had pizza at the beach that night, with really miserable service, and then the three of us went and walked along the beach. Oh, and we saw a lot of weirdos. :) We enjoyed a lot of pastries (it's a traidition, now) and delicious, juicy peaches.
Emily's dear parents came to help us load everything John and Ems owned into a trailer, and again, the group drove away, this time to Charlottesville. At least this time I got to join the ride.
Oh man, this is the funniest picture of John... :)
Over the next week we worked to make the new apartment home, everything from the furniture in the family room, to the little bricks on the back porch. I guess I've gotten carried away, but I have so many wonderful memories and it feels so good to write them down.
John and Emily flew into Utah on Saturday night and on Sunday morning they came to TJ's Homecoming - my gosh, Lizzie is darling, and they told me that family member #4 was on its way! We enjoyed food after TJ's talk (John's pretty sure everything is better in Utah, including the food) and had a great time on our double date on Monday. Emily and John watched TJ hold my hand for the first time since he came home from his mission - they smiled, as they'd watched us together for so many years.
John passed away two days later, and my heart felt like it broke. Even now I mourn his loss, and my aching for Emily has never actually gone away. I was at her side all through the next week, at the funeral, at the cave, at the luncheon, and at the airport as we shared breakfast and helped her get Lizzie on the plane. And then it felt like there was nothing I could do - I prayed fervently, of course, shared many tears with her, texted, talked, e-mailed, and sent packages.
When she sent the e-mail about baby John's birth, I had an idea - for Christmas, I'd make her a quilt with all the people she loved. And so I e-mailed the same group that she had, deleted her name, and invited everyone to join me:
All,
I know that each of you know Emily in some way or other, or she wouldn't have e-mailed you about her beautiful baby John. I am so very blessed to be her best friend (I'm sure I'm not the only one that feels that way) and have been thinking a lot about a memorable gift I could give her for Christmas. I've made a decision and would love to involve each of you!
I'd like help from each of you to make a quilt for Emily with your names on it. I think it will be a wonderful surprise for her to receive and certainly a memorable gift.
If you're interested in participating, please do the following by September 1st.
1. Cut a piece of PRE-WASHED COTTON fabric to 8.5" x 4.5". Choose any fabric you like - I think it will be a ball to have all different fabrics as they'll tell about the people that give them.
2. Get cross-stitching floss (about 30 cents for 25 feet at Roberts; available at any craft store) that will match your fabric (or look however you want).
3. Stitch your name into the fabric (you can put a short message if you want - "I love you! Love, Rach" is enough text to fill that space and remain legible). The most legible way to do this is to pull the floss far enough through your needle so that the floss is doubled up when you're stitching.
4. Send me your piece(s) of fabric by September 1st. so I can put them together, tie the quilt, and edge it.
Please send to:
Rachel Morris
HOME ADDRESS
Please keep this a surprise - I do not want Emily to find out about it!
Please feel free to be creative and make it personal as that's what will make it a loving quilt for Emily. Additionally, some of you are members of whole families that are close to Emily - you can choose to do one for your whole family or one for each member - it's particularly fun to have each family member do their own handwriting (kids in their big letter scrawl, or a picture, or a trace of their handprint).
Thanks so much for all your help.
Last, I know this is a long list, but inevitably I have missed a few - pass it along to those that should be included, please. (I will take care of her immediate Petersen family, so don't worry about reaching out to them).
Thanks in advance - I look forward to hearing from you.
Rachel
(Rach Rach, as you may know me from John)
And then the responses started pouring it. It was so exciting, and overwhelming, to see just how much people cared about and loved my dear Ems. TJ and I excitedly checked the mail together everyday, and happily collected all the fabrics from around the world, literally, as our gift started coming together.
After a few stragglers came in, we started really working on things in October. I took care to carefully document the compilation of the blanket, but lost my phone before saving them. What you don't see before this picture is all the work that went into getting things to this point! We actually received fabric in all different sizes and spent a LOT of time figuring out how to make them fit on a quilt that wouldn't take over Emily's world. TJ and I spent a lot of time drawing out different designs on paper, in Excel, and on the carpet.
We finally figured out what design to go with and laid all the squares out (after moving all our furniture) and it was SO crazy! After talking with Mom Morris and Sara Morris, we thought that it would be a good idea to have a central fabric that tied things together. We bought a couple different options, but liked yellow the best, to pull out all the happiness that the quilt holds.
Back to the drawing board, this time with the additional yellow fabric. TJ picked out the design we went with, and I think it turned out great. We decided to put all the family pictures in the middle, in a square around a picture with her and John. After a lot of contemplation, we decided the most fitting words for the middle of the quilt were "It's All About Love," because this quilt represents hundreds of hours of love for her.
After picking the right order for the pictures, we sewed them together and tried to make a square and it was a MASSIVE failure! :( Nothing aligned, nothing was center, and all my pieces were the wrong length. I, of course, cried. And then I spent a lot of time unpicking, with TJ telling me that it was going to work out. I was so worried about letting all these people down! After a lot of time and help from my sweet husband, we got the center actually in a square, with everything aligning.
Then we laid out all the squares around it and focused on putting the colors into chunks instead of having sheer chaos. Here everything is laid out just as we wanted it:
Starting to see some progress:
And even more progress:
We FINALLY finished the front and I was absolutely ecstatic. :) It was starting to look like a blanket! A real blanket!
I forgot to mention the saga about the fabric for the back. Sara and Mom also suggested that tying to the back would decrease the busyness of the front, which I thought was a great idea. So, for the back I wanted a fabric that wouldn't need to align perfectly with the front - something like a paisley pattern. I went to the fabric store (by myself - big mistake) and spent TWO HOURS rummaging through fabrics and trying to find the perfect match, not only for the yellow, but for Emily, who has unique, but darling, tastes. I went with a blue/gray paisley with bits of gold (not quite yellow) all over. I thought it was perfect.
And then I brought it home and of all the people that saw it, only ONE person like it! :S However, the money was spent, the fabric was cut, and I just hoped and prayed that Emily would be the second person to like it.
My sweet roommates came over for a get together and I begged them to tie while they chatted - they did! It was the night Emily was flying in and everyone tied as quickly as possible until Emily arrived, when we hurried and put everything away! As Emily was here the next few days, we couldn't work on it at all. When she went to stay with her family, we raced to finish the tying and then Sara Bullock was so kind to edge it for us.
Here it is, finished:
And this is what the back looks like:
We gave it to her a couple days after Christmas. We folded it so that she could only see the back when she opened it - watching her start to unfold it was priceless. She was a bit confused of why there were names of people she knew on a quilt, and then I explained it to her, and we opened the whole thing for her to enjoy.
She sent out an e-mail to everyone that helped and let them know that this blanket is one of her most prized possessions. I might be crying while writing this, as I feel so lucky to have such a wonderful friend. My hope with the blanket was to remind her how many people love her and to help her feel surrounded by their love, especially when John feels far away.
My sweet Emily, Merry Christmas. It was worth every second. I love you always, and can't wait for all the memories to come.
When we came back home, I worried I wouldn't see her again, at least for some time. She received her mission call to Madagascar and went home to Virginia. But after talking with John, she postponed her mission to go to school and, ultimately, to marry the man of her dreams.
Emily and John didn't mind that I was dating a boy that was in high school, and so TJ and I would double date with Emily and John. Every Friday morning I drove down to school early so that we could have breakfast together before class, and I can't help but laugh at remembering John's worry about my ravenous appetite. :)
I certainly didn't miss Em and John's graduation lunch at the Brick Oven and I admit I cried as I watched them pull out of the parking lot, on their way to Virginia for medical school.
Then the texts and phone calls from Em about just how Elder Morris was doing - what he looked like, what he said, and what they had done that day. On more than one occasion I was jealous that she could see him and was mad that John wouldn't let Emily just ask TJ if he would marry me. :) I was flattered that John said TJ was a wonderful missionary and, in all honesty, glad that my three good friends could be so close together.
John and I arranged for me to fly out to Virginia without Emily knowing about it. He sent her on a scavenger hunt one day that ended at the airport, and with a bit of work during the day, I convinced her it wasn't me. Oh, it was so exciting to see her. :) And she had just hoped and hoped it was me. I brought her the baby blankets I had made for Lizzie, who was almost part of the family, and we enjoyed a beautiful drive back to their apartment at Virginia Beach.
We had pizza at the beach that night, with really miserable service, and then the three of us went and walked along the beach. Oh, and we saw a lot of weirdos. :) We enjoyed a lot of pastries (it's a traidition, now) and delicious, juicy peaches.
Emily's dear parents came to help us load everything John and Ems owned into a trailer, and again, the group drove away, this time to Charlottesville. At least this time I got to join the ride.
Oh man, this is the funniest picture of John... :)
Over the next week we worked to make the new apartment home, everything from the furniture in the family room, to the little bricks on the back porch. I guess I've gotten carried away, but I have so many wonderful memories and it feels so good to write them down.
John and Emily flew into Utah on Saturday night and on Sunday morning they came to TJ's Homecoming - my gosh, Lizzie is darling, and they told me that family member #4 was on its way! We enjoyed food after TJ's talk (John's pretty sure everything is better in Utah, including the food) and had a great time on our double date on Monday. Emily and John watched TJ hold my hand for the first time since he came home from his mission - they smiled, as they'd watched us together for so many years.
John passed away two days later, and my heart felt like it broke. Even now I mourn his loss, and my aching for Emily has never actually gone away. I was at her side all through the next week, at the funeral, at the cave, at the luncheon, and at the airport as we shared breakfast and helped her get Lizzie on the plane. And then it felt like there was nothing I could do - I prayed fervently, of course, shared many tears with her, texted, talked, e-mailed, and sent packages.
When she sent the e-mail about baby John's birth, I had an idea - for Christmas, I'd make her a quilt with all the people she loved. And so I e-mailed the same group that she had, deleted her name, and invited everyone to join me:
All,
I know that each of you know Emily in some way or other, or she wouldn't have e-mailed you about her beautiful baby John. I am so very blessed to be her best friend (I'm sure I'm not the only one that feels that way) and have been thinking a lot about a memorable gift I could give her for Christmas. I've made a decision and would love to involve each of you!
I'd like help from each of you to make a quilt for Emily with your names on it. I think it will be a wonderful surprise for her to receive and certainly a memorable gift.
If you're interested in participating, please do the following by September 1st.
1. Cut a piece of PRE-WASHED COTTON fabric to 8.5" x 4.5". Choose any fabric you like - I think it will be a ball to have all different fabrics as they'll tell about the people that give them.
2. Get cross-stitching floss (about 30 cents for 25 feet at Roberts; available at any craft store) that will match your fabric (or look however you want).
3. Stitch your name into the fabric (you can put a short message if you want - "I love you! Love, Rach" is enough text to fill that space and remain legible). The most legible way to do this is to pull the floss far enough through your needle so that the floss is doubled up when you're stitching.
4. Send me your piece(s) of fabric by September 1st. so I can put them together, tie the quilt, and edge it.
Please send to:
Rachel Morris
HOME ADDRESS
Please keep this a surprise - I do not want Emily to find out about it!
Please feel free to be creative and make it personal as that's what will make it a loving quilt for Emily. Additionally, some of you are members of whole families that are close to Emily - you can choose to do one for your whole family or one for each member - it's particularly fun to have each family member do their own handwriting (kids in their big letter scrawl, or a picture, or a trace of their handprint).
Thanks so much for all your help.
Last, I know this is a long list, but inevitably I have missed a few - pass it along to those that should be included, please. (I will take care of her immediate Petersen family, so don't worry about reaching out to them).
Thanks in advance - I look forward to hearing from you.
Rachel
(Rach Rach, as you may know me from John)
And then the responses started pouring it. It was so exciting, and overwhelming, to see just how much people cared about and loved my dear Ems. TJ and I excitedly checked the mail together everyday, and happily collected all the fabrics from around the world, literally, as our gift started coming together.
After a few stragglers came in, we started really working on things in October. I took care to carefully document the compilation of the blanket, but lost my phone before saving them. What you don't see before this picture is all the work that went into getting things to this point! We actually received fabric in all different sizes and spent a LOT of time figuring out how to make them fit on a quilt that wouldn't take over Emily's world. TJ and I spent a lot of time drawing out different designs on paper, in Excel, and on the carpet.
We finally figured out what design to go with and laid all the squares out (after moving all our furniture) and it was SO crazy! After talking with Mom Morris and Sara Morris, we thought that it would be a good idea to have a central fabric that tied things together. We bought a couple different options, but liked yellow the best, to pull out all the happiness that the quilt holds.
Back to the drawing board, this time with the additional yellow fabric. TJ picked out the design we went with, and I think it turned out great. We decided to put all the family pictures in the middle, in a square around a picture with her and John. After a lot of contemplation, we decided the most fitting words for the middle of the quilt were "It's All About Love," because this quilt represents hundreds of hours of love for her.
After picking the right order for the pictures, we sewed them together and tried to make a square and it was a MASSIVE failure! :( Nothing aligned, nothing was center, and all my pieces were the wrong length. I, of course, cried. And then I spent a lot of time unpicking, with TJ telling me that it was going to work out. I was so worried about letting all these people down! After a lot of time and help from my sweet husband, we got the center actually in a square, with everything aligning.
Then we laid out all the squares around it and focused on putting the colors into chunks instead of having sheer chaos. Here everything is laid out just as we wanted it:
Starting to see some progress:
And even more progress:
We FINALLY finished the front and I was absolutely ecstatic. :) It was starting to look like a blanket! A real blanket!
I forgot to mention the saga about the fabric for the back. Sara and Mom also suggested that tying to the back would decrease the busyness of the front, which I thought was a great idea. So, for the back I wanted a fabric that wouldn't need to align perfectly with the front - something like a paisley pattern. I went to the fabric store (by myself - big mistake) and spent TWO HOURS rummaging through fabrics and trying to find the perfect match, not only for the yellow, but for Emily, who has unique, but darling, tastes. I went with a blue/gray paisley with bits of gold (not quite yellow) all over. I thought it was perfect.
And then I brought it home and of all the people that saw it, only ONE person like it! :S However, the money was spent, the fabric was cut, and I just hoped and prayed that Emily would be the second person to like it.
My sweet roommates came over for a get together and I begged them to tie while they chatted - they did! It was the night Emily was flying in and everyone tied as quickly as possible until Emily arrived, when we hurried and put everything away! As Emily was here the next few days, we couldn't work on it at all. When she went to stay with her family, we raced to finish the tying and then Sara Bullock was so kind to edge it for us.
Here it is, finished:
And this is what the back looks like:
We gave it to her a couple days after Christmas. We folded it so that she could only see the back when she opened it - watching her start to unfold it was priceless. She was a bit confused of why there were names of people she knew on a quilt, and then I explained it to her, and we opened the whole thing for her to enjoy.
She sent out an e-mail to everyone that helped and let them know that this blanket is one of her most prized possessions. I might be crying while writing this, as I feel so lucky to have such a wonderful friend. My hope with the blanket was to remind her how many people love her and to help her feel surrounded by their love, especially when John feels far away.
My sweet Emily, Merry Christmas. It was worth every second. I love you always, and can't wait for all the memories to come.
The Chidwinks
I asked TJ to take pictures of me with the Chidwinks a couple weeks ago. This blog post goes out to them. The truth of the matter is, I'm not sure they will ever know how much I love them. They are my best friends and always bring joy to my life. I am so grateful for the many wonderful memories I have with the chidwinks - Friday night dinner dates, shopping trips at Ross, the aquarium, crafts and games at home. It was a real blessing for me to be able to get so close to them while TJ was on his mission.
Chicken (not in this picture - she was with her fiancee!), you are just so wonderful. Your late night moods always make me laugh and I always love hearing about Mark, Satime, Bulbous, and the gang. :) I sure am lucky to have you.
Bopper, you better know how much I love you. You are one funny girl and you always bring a smile to my face. Keep being a fabulous person and a force for good in the world. You have a talent at making others' lives better.
Moo Moo, you have a knack for making others feel so very loved! I'm proud of you for getting your CNA and have loved your change in vocabulary since studying all these medical terms. :) Thank you for always talking to and loving me - I adore you.
Little T, you have never hesitated to be by my side and my biggest fan. We have endless memories of shopping together, don't we? You are a very talented young woman, in so many ways, and I'm proud of all you do. Thank you for your endless love - know that it's certainly returned.
I can't imagine my life without any one of you. I love you, baby chidwinks.
Chicken (not in this picture - she was with her fiancee!), you are just so wonderful. Your late night moods always make me laugh and I always love hearing about Mark, Satime, Bulbous, and the gang. :) I sure am lucky to have you.
Bopper, you better know how much I love you. You are one funny girl and you always bring a smile to my face. Keep being a fabulous person and a force for good in the world. You have a talent at making others' lives better.
Moo Moo, you have a knack for making others feel so very loved! I'm proud of you for getting your CNA and have loved your change in vocabulary since studying all these medical terms. :) Thank you for always talking to and loving me - I adore you.
Little T, you have never hesitated to be by my side and my biggest fan. We have endless memories of shopping together, don't we? You are a very talented young woman, in so many ways, and I'm proud of all you do. Thank you for your endless love - know that it's certainly returned.
I can't imagine my life without any one of you. I love you, baby chidwinks.
Date #5: Valentine's Dance
They announced it at church - "Meet Me in Paris." There would be dance instruction from 7:30 - 8:00 and then refreshments and a live band the rest of the night. The fact that it was a Stake Dance only made it less intimidating. :)
I don't think TJ thought anything of the announcement until one day the doorbell rang and there was a big fish bowl FILLED with Swedish fish on the porch. There was a note that looked like this:
And, after some fishing, some letters that spelled this:
A bit geeky? Certainly! But that's what made it so fun. :)
So, several days later, I left work and found this in my car:
Yes, this is a homemade card that my husband made. :) Isn't it darling? Inside it said yes, because I'm his Valentine.
And so it came to be that we were going to the dance!
My sisters picked my outfit, of course, and Bopper and Wiggly came and did my hair. And, ta da! Here we are! (Don't mind my belly, we are NOT expecting, I've just gained a good 35 pounds!!)
The dance was a LOT of fun. We learned how to do the Triple Step and another dance that will "never fail." :) We used both a lot over the night. There were a LOT of people from our ward there, which was really great, and the Stake did a great job putting loads of food together for everyone.
But probably the best part was the people watching. We LOVED seeing a bunch of elderly couples, dressed up fancy (ie shoes with feathers), dancing their hearts out. So cute. We also loved seeing Brother Fisk's dance moves (he thought no one was watching) as well as the bobbing neck dance of another couple. Oh man, what a great time.
At nine o'clock, when my feet were done aching, we came home to do homework. I'm so glad we went - I loved dancing with my sweetheart and the avenue was wonderful!
I don't think TJ thought anything of the announcement until one day the doorbell rang and there was a big fish bowl FILLED with Swedish fish on the porch. There was a note that looked like this:
And, after some fishing, some letters that spelled this:
A bit geeky? Certainly! But that's what made it so fun. :)
So, several days later, I left work and found this in my car:
Yes, this is a homemade card that my husband made. :) Isn't it darling? Inside it said yes, because I'm his Valentine.
And so it came to be that we were going to the dance!
My sisters picked my outfit, of course, and Bopper and Wiggly came and did my hair. And, ta da! Here we are! (Don't mind my belly, we are NOT expecting, I've just gained a good 35 pounds!!)
The dance was a LOT of fun. We learned how to do the Triple Step and another dance that will "never fail." :) We used both a lot over the night. There were a LOT of people from our ward there, which was really great, and the Stake did a great job putting loads of food together for everyone.
But probably the best part was the people watching. We LOVED seeing a bunch of elderly couples, dressed up fancy (ie shoes with feathers), dancing their hearts out. So cute. We also loved seeing Brother Fisk's dance moves (he thought no one was watching) as well as the bobbing neck dance of another couple. Oh man, what a great time.
At nine o'clock, when my feet were done aching, we came home to do homework. I'm so glad we went - I loved dancing with my sweetheart and the avenue was wonderful!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Not Sure What to Do
I am currently sitting at the kitchen table, crying. You see, I did very poorly on an exam last night that I studied many hours for. I was so focused on the exam that I just am starting my homework due tomorrow night, which will take me several hours to do. However, it's 9:30 PM and I just finished tonight's work reports (I did take time to workout for the first time this week as well as make and eat dinner). I am beat. I have no energy, and I feel like I have no will power. Every day is a trial in perseverance.
I really hope the sun comes out tomorrow. For now, I'm going to bed.
I really hope the sun comes out tomorrow. For now, I'm going to bed.
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