Weekend

 Friday night I hosted my connections group.  It's basically book club without books.  Emily and Jamie and Janelle came and I loved visiting with them.  Neither Emily nor Janelle are at Bonneville anymore so it is nice to catch up with them.

Adam helped me set up for the party.  You've never seen anyone arrange vegetables with that kind of precision.

Saturday morning Adam went and helped someone move and I went to CVS and got shingles, flu and Covid vaccinations.

The lady checking me in raised her eyebrows and said, "Wow.  All three."

The lady administering the shots was getting all ready and I asked, "Was this a mistake?"

She said, "Well, I just hope you don't plan on doing anything tomorrow."

Gulp.

I started feeling kind of weird in the afternoon.  My joints got a little sore and my head was a little floaty, but I was OK.  

We went to the Jordan River temple with Carolina and her fans.

I loved being there with so many people I love.  

On Instagram (where I swiped the picture from Marianne), she said that this must be what heaven feels like and I agree.

After the temple we went to Pizza Pie Cafe for dinner and the guy in charge was the least customer-is-right person you ever met.

He said he didn't have room for us.  We said, "We are OK being at separate tables."

He said, "You say that, but then you'll move the tables."

We promised we wouldn't.  Adam became the ambassador talking to him.  We had to stand off to the side until the entire group had paid, then he led us to the back and reinforced that we weren't to move tables.

In the line, he chided Robert for using the wrong plate.  Robert didn't know what to do with the wrong plate he was holding (put it back in the pile of plates?) so he held onto it under another correct plate.  The guy was waiting for him at the end of the line and said, "I told you you couldn't use that plate."

Robert said, "I didn't know what to do with it."

The guy said, "Give it to me."

Later, most of the people had left and Marianne, Robert, Emma and Adam and I were lingering and chatting.  The guy came up to us and said we needed to leave because people were waiting for the table.

Wow.

If you didn't think someone could take a pizza buffet restaurant that seriously, you were wrong.

I slept OK considering my sore arms woke me up whenever I moved, but I woke up feeling awful.  I was nauseous and achey.  I kept thinking, "Maybe I'll feel better after I take a bath."  But then it took me a very long time to have the gumption to take a bath.

Adam sent me the link to watch church from home, which I appreciated, but I missed going to church.  We were gone last week too and I like going to church.

I spent the day thinking, "OK, I'm feeling better," and then realizing, "No, I'm really not."

I better not get shingles or the flu or Covid!

By late afternoon, I was feeling more like a person.  Emma and Mark came over and I had heated up some Costco soup, so it was very fancy.  Mark had a new Nerf gun that he had won as a prize.  I said, "What is your life like?"

He just smiled.

Adam had been at church from 7:00 until 5:30.  He had tithing declaration and meetings and I appreciate him and how much he serves.

We sat around and visited and told Mark not to shoot us.  Then we played dominoes.  It was a different domino game than we had ever played and I read the rules, which doesn't ever happen and here's why.

After the first round, Mark read the rules and then we played it the correct way.

We played a few rounds and at one point someone said, "Are we keeping score?"

We weren't.

We're very uncompetitive (except sometimes Emma and me with word games).

Then we played Pass the Pigs.  It's so nice to have our kids over on Sunday evening.

Yesterday I talked to Braeden and Anna and QE and she was zooming around in her crazed I-didn't-have-a-nap-but-I-still-kind-of need-one state.  She was running a circle around Braeden and Anna and singing at full volume, "I love Mama she loves me, I love Daddy yessiree.  He loves me and so you see, we are a happy family!"

Braeden said, "Pray for us...."

If they lived close by, my Sunday evenings would be peak Thelma.