Thursday - Hootenanny!! It was going to be the last for one of our friends (he is moving). Many very musically talented people came. The dynamics were different than they have been before - added to the normal guitar, banjo, and various percussion instruments was a saxophone, trumpet, mandolin, ukulele, triangle, and probably more things that I can't think of. Not only that, but there was a lot of great food. Apparently, to some people "hootenanny" is a German pancake, so some of the guys made those. The dinner was a potluck, so we had a lot of other great things to eat, too. (By the way, Lu, we sang your song, and I thought of you.)
Friday - Roommate and I went to the temple. Yea!
Saturday - Cleaning for the morning - yes! I haven't spent the time that I should have for awhile, so it felt really good to get some good cleaning in. Then one Roommate and I went to a friend's basketball game, which was a nice little break from all of the rest of the craziness. Not only that, but he looked kind of like a pleased school boy - good Mom prep for me, I guess. That evening I got to go to an appointment with the missionaries. As soon as things got started, I felt the Spirit and remembered how much I love to be around the missionaries because of the special spirit that is around them. When I got home that night, a Friend brought one of my Roommate's and me hamburgers. We chatted for awhile, and then the three of us went to stargaze. We didn't go out of the city, though, so it was less effective. However, it was a beautiful night, so it was still relaxing to lay on blankets and listen to the Michael Buble CD playing in my Roommate's car while staring at the sky and talking.
Sunday - I got to feed the missionaries. I didn't have much time to prep. Friend came to chaperon. He ended up doing way more than that. He took the trash out, unloaded the dishwasher, prepared most of the meal, and set the table while I worked on dessert. I'm ashamed of that, but I'm so glad he was willing to serve the missionaries and me tonight. After we fed the elders, and they had left, he did the dishes, too. Yes, ladies, he is a keeper, that's for sure. It's going to take one heck of a girl to match up to him. We had a nice tete-a-tete after cleaning up, and then he went home, which gave me the opportunity to call my mom and wish her a
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!
I love you, Mom!
P.S. Happy Mother's Day, Grandma's, too! I love you!
1 comment:
I know this is a stupid question, but...which song of mine did you sing?
the pirate one
the dead and buried with hand clapping one
the jericho one
I was just singing the dead,coffin, buried, soul gonna shine like a star one tonight.
Oh, and there's another one with lots of noise in it that I like...how does it go?
Write me back i'm desperate to know which song is "mine"
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