When I was a kid, sometimes I'd feel a let down after Christmas, but then I'd remember New Year's! It wasn't over.
That's how I felt Friday when we were driving home from Nevada. I was a little sad the week was drawing to a close, but then I remembered General Conference! It wasn't over.
General Conference is such a happy time!
We packed up our house in Nevada on Friday. It always takes way longer than we think it will. Details, details. We stopped by Marianne's for a pillow for her and stopped by my parents' to say good-bye and return the bleach bottle we had borrowed.
Some animal was burrowing around the foundation of our house and we put bleach on rags and stuffed them inside the holes to encourage the friends to live elsewhere. (I think all the animals around there are more bugged by me than I am by them...they live there year round and I am just an occasional interloper.)
We listened to more of the podcast we've been listening to about teaching reading. I have feelings about it so I have to pause and discuss occasionally.
We took some stuff to Marianne in Orem, where she is visiting with her new grandchild. I can't tell you all the heart eyes I feel about that!
At home, we unloaded the car and I took a 30 minute nap and we headed back to Salt Lake. We had tickets at the Eccles for Life of Pi.
We picked up Emma and met up with Emma's friend Bridget at a Greek restaurant. After dinner, we went to the Eccles and enjoyed the show very much. People are amazing.
I was tired when we got home, but not nearly as tired as I would have been without that nap! It saved the day.
Mark had stayed the night Friday night and Emma came over Saturday morning. Conference weekend feels like a holiday and I love it.
I worked on some paint by number canvases, while Emma put together a puzzle next to me.
We got home the same time as Adam and just in time for the afternoon session of conference. I enjoyed hearing from our leaders, just like I always do. I felt the Spirit and felt encouraged.
Emma wanted to have silent reading time afterwards. Silent reading time used to be sacred time around here! I'm glad she is still a fan.
I tried to get Mark to join us and if you think I can peer pressure him into anything, you don't understand our relationship at all. He said he may join later.
I read awhile and started feeling drowsy. On my way upstairs, I told Emma that I was going to go take a nap. I said, "You're the gatekeeper. Don't let anyone wake me up."
She said, "What if I fall asleep?"
I said, "I will still hold you responsible."
No one woke me up and when I emerged from my nap, I thought that either they had fallen asleep or we had a carbon monoxide leak.
(I found Adam in the basement, alert and answering email and texts, so no leak.)
There were three pillows right there, but I guess he wasn't interested... |
I love how Horace is watching over her as she sleeps. |
I decided to water the plants and when I was pulling my root treatment (for Felicia, my fiddle leaf fig: she's a diva) out from under the sink, I realized something was leaking.
Adam inspected and said, "OK, I'll have to replace the disposal."
So we lost the use of the sink and the dishwasher and subsequently, my desire to make dinner. Emma picked up some mail on the counter and said, "Well, two meals for $9.99 at Arby's. That's two of us sorted."
After the last session of conference, we decided to go to The Smoked Taco instead because it is delicious and almost entirely gluten free and Emma had never gone. Then Emma went home--she was going to stay, but decided not to--and the rest of us went to Home Depot for a disposal.
Adam has installed those things before and it is always a tremendous pain. He had Mark help him and they were amazingly fast.
The investment of Legos has paid off with that kid.
After Elder Stevenson's talk about Easter, I found a board and painted a sign.
It is a little crooked, but I only have one way to be. |
I loved the weekend. I love General Conference. I talked to my parents last evening and my dad asked me if I enjoyed watching. I said, "Yes."
My mom asked, "Do you ever think anyone says, 'Oh, it was OK...'"
We didn't think so.