Things that happened this weekend:
My sisters left unfeeling comments on my blog.
I fit better on airplanes. I'll always have that.
We made some purchases for the bishop's office. It has been the most Spartan and depressing place. Every time I go inside (not often, but still) I just want to DO something about it.
Saturday we bought a fake plant and a lamp for the little credenza/cabinet behind his desk. I offered Adam a real plant, but he said he would kill it. He is getting closer to committing to art on the walls. There are lonely screws on white painted bricks. That's the aesthetic so far.
We also went to a show at the new Hale theater, The Ruth. I scored the tickets for free thanks to Marie Louise. It is a beautiful building in a beautiful spot. It's in Pleasant Grove, which is nice, and in the lobby, there are enormous windows with views of the mountains. I'm always blown away by the talent of their shows.
People are awesome.
We got snow and cold temperatures. A bit of the snow remained on Sunday morning and continuing evidence that our backyard is a deer thoroughfare.
I went to choir in the afternoon and besides the pianist and chorister, I was the only one there. We sang one song together and then I went back home.
I was making potato soup for Sunday dinner, which feels like the right choice on a cold January evening. I knew that I needed to start it right after choir. So I got home and kept to my plan and started the soup. Then I realized, wait, I'm super early.
Not always the sharpest knife in the drawer!
I turned off the stove and let everything sit there awhile until it was actually time to start dinner.
The soup was a new recipe and I didn't love it, but I did love our company. We had the whole groups: Emma, Mark, Liberty, Nikki, Lili, Josh, Hyrum and Carolina. We ate and had a mini Come Follow Me discussion (Liberty sight read on her phone playing a song for us to sing along to and she is amazing). Then we played Bank.
Emma and Mark and I had crafted a Bank playlist which really elevated the whole experience. Adam crushed an Oreo with his fist to great effect when he lost big.
Later, he was chancing on another big roll and I moved the Oreos away from him.
It was all for fun though. Adam isn't as competitive as he is looking to get a laugh.
Today we have another glorious day home together. Tonight we have YEN.
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