Weekend

 Friday I got the very good news that Adam was coming home on Saturday night instead of Sunday morning.  It was only 12 hours earlier, but it was a welcome 12 hours!

Saturday I had a good day. 

I met Emma at the Taylorsville temple, which I hadn't been inside before.  It was beautiful and I always love being in the temple with my girl.  

We were in my grandma's neighborhood, so I knew there was an Old Spaghetti Factory by JoAnn Fabrics (where I wanted to get more embroidery floss--I guess I am a collector at this point).  I think Emma was taken back a bit that I actually knew where something was, so that tells you something about our relationship and who is the navigator in the equation.

We had a lovely lunch of spaghetti with browned butter and mizithra cheese.  At the end of lunch, Emma whipped out her card and paid for lunch!  I tried to talk her out of it, but if you've ever succeeded at talking Emma out of something, I'd like to shake your hand.

We went to Home Goods together before JoAnn because it was right there and we like looking at stuff.  At JoAnn Fabrics we perused the Halloween stuff--for Emma, I wasn't interested--and stopped to smell some candles. We both conceded we needed a candle like we needed a hole in our heads.  I put two candles in my basket and told Emma she was doing a terrible job reminding me I don't need another candle.

She bought a candle too.

I bought my embroidery floss and Emma bought some glass beads because she is working on a bead curtain.  She's always up to something awesome.

(The other day I got a notice from Amazon music that Emma Jayne had released a new song.  I had already heard it (performed live), but I was happy for the alert!

We parted ways and I stopped by Winco.  At the check stand, my fingers fumbled my PIN for my debit card and the lady said she needed to wait before trying again.  I turned to the person in line behind me to give a sheepish apologetic smile and the lady behind me said, "I was just thinking that I love your shoes, but I love your dress too, and your hair!  You are just so put together!"

I said, "Well, except I messed up my PIN."

She smiled and said, "You look great!"

It was a master class in being kind to the dumb lady in front of you at Winco who is slowing the line down.

I came home and shifted around some things to make it feel more autumnal and wound skeins of embroidery floss around little cards and did my Saturday chores to bide my time until it was time to pick up Adam.

We had been home about 15 minutes when the smoke detectors started chirping, which was providential.  I appreciate they waited for Adam to get home.

Sunday evening we had the kids over for dinner.  There were nine of us and we had a good time.  I shared a brief message and "cried like an Egbert" which is my new favorite phrase that my cousin Lincoln used in an email.  Emma led us in singing some of the new hymns while Liberty played the piano.  

Adam introduced us to a new word by asking if the Church had released a new tranche of songs and we sputtered what?!?

It turns out it mostly has to do with finances, but he used it to great effect nevertheless.

We roasted marshmallows because s'mores time is fleeting.  

Sitting around our fire pit, surrounded by trees and people I love is a happy little spot.