Wow, it's been pretty boring over here lately, huh? I don't have a lot to say right now, so I'll just update you on what's been going on.
It was a pretty good weekend - Hunter and Chloe were baptized, which was awesome, and I'm so happy for them and Ashley. Amy & Jesse were in town for that, so we had this huge family dinner at a restaurant on Saturday night. I won't even get into the nightmare that preceded the dinner, but once we were seated with some food in our bellies, all was mostly well. (Except for my parents, whose order never made it to the kitchen...) On Monday, Ashley and I had an awesome excursion to IKEA where I did not resist the temptation to get Ewan some more trains and a new track to push them on. I also got one of those rugs for his and Fynn's room with the roads all over it, like a little city. Fynn picked up a piggy bank and a stuffed guinea pig or hamster or something. So we had lots of fun, Ashley being like a kid in a candy store. Or a man in a nudie bar, take your pick. Ewan had a blast running from set-up to set-up. Then we all had a nice lunch. It was a good day.
But when I got home, we had news that Bryce's grandmother had passed away. She was 97 years old, and has been in decline for a while. I'd like to do a post about her soon, because she was a really cool woman, but I want to get some more little details first. We''ll be heading to Austin on Thursday for the funeral on Friday.
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March 11, 2008
Laying low a bit
December 11, 2007
A Tinkling Chandelier, An Owl That Hoots
Tonight was the ornament exchange for our Relief Society. We did the whole "pick numbers, you can steal three times" deal. (What's that called again, I'm blank?) Anyway, Missy picked this pink chandelier one, which I loved. It didn't match her tree, so she said I could steal it. She even protected it for me. Since I love all colors on my tree, and eclectic things, I swooned when I was able to keep it. It's pink, with very light purple and green beads. Love it.
Someone else had this owl ornament, and for some reason lately, I am loving owl stuff. I have this necklace I wear all the time. I had to find out where it was purchased, so of course Shannon, Erin and I all went immediately to Walmart and I found one just like it. (That's right, Bryce. I did.) I bought a second one for Rhea, whom Erin had taken it from. Rhea loved it, so I will take the other one I bought to church for her on Sunday. Is this not the cutest dang thing you've ever seen in your life? The picture doesn't do it justice. (On another note, as you can see in the background, I still have that *%#! rabbit.)
And just because I love her so, I end this post with a picture of my prettiest of pretties, the lovely Batgirl, a-snug under the tree:
He was one of the wise men...
Okay, so I'm in Primary at church. I have the 6 and 7 year olds. My class is mostly girls, and one in particular, we'll call her Bree, comes up with the funniest ideas and random thoughts. I always have a story Sundays after church. This Sunday, we were talking about tithing, and I don't remember what sparked the question, but one of the girls asked, "Why do some people not believe in Jesus?"
I answered, "Well, we live in a world with a lot of different people. Some have never heard of Jesus, and others just believe something different." I didn't know what else to say; I didn't want to get too complicated for them to understand. Then I saw Bree, all wide-eyed and shocked, lean over to the girl next to her and say, "Yeah, some people don't believe in Jesus, but there are even some who don't believe in Santa Claus!" Said with the greatest degree of urgency and drama as was needed in the event of this catastrophe.
