I Totally Needed That!

Pretty Sunrise the other day.

So The Husband returned from his office trip. And not a moment too soon!!

Thursday evening we headed to Hale for a play - our last one in the old theater in West Valley City.  It was an original comedy play by the founders of  Hale and even though it was dated and had a (very few) few slow moments, we thoroughly enjoyed it.

Friday was a work holiday so we played - by the time evening rolled around I was feeling behind.  That laundry thing, other housework, payday bills.  Still, I wouldn't trade that day away for anything. We ran a few errands, decided spur of the minute to take in a movie (which he liked better than me, another instance where I probably would have liked the book better - WonderStruck).

Same morning, still pretty.

Saturday morning was spent (as seems to be our trend of late) in the yard raking up leaves.  And raking up more leaves.  And we're still not done.  It was Stake Conference and most of the day we debated whether to go to the evening  meeting.  There's so many meetings.  And were leaning toward skipping it and just spending time together (our favorite!!). Then came the phone call from an 80+ year old  sister he home teaches:  could she please have a ride to the meeting tonight? She doesn't drive at night anymore.  I guess that was our answer.  So we went and it was ok.  We were obedient.  I'm still not a fan of prayers that feel like endless personal sermons, and it sorta rubs me wrong when faithful members use "you" instead of "thee and thou", I really like that kind of respect that is often missing in prayers.

I totally agree.

Sunday conference - it was our ward's assignment to attend in the Stake Center.  We rebelled and walked the block and a half over to our building.  The audio was out of sync with the video which makes me want to laugh but it was much more pleasant than fighting traffic and for parking over at the Stake Center.  Better to be rebellious and attend at the wrong building than skip the meeting entirely, right?

The Husband has traveled so much of late that I found myself expecting him to start packing up for a Monday morning flight out.  It was lovely that he didn't have to do that.

I had a hankering to bake bread.  Had acquired all the supplies, or so I thought.  No shortening for the pans.  So I oiled them instead and yup - the bread stuck to the inside of the pan.  It was so embarrassing that I didn't give away as many loaves as I'd planned.  Have to try another time after a trip to the grocery.

And that thing I totally needed?  The laughter that came as our car was toilet papered.  Driving down the freeway and all of a sudden a roll of toilet paper came flying through the air and stuck under the front bumper.  With the end trailing up in the 60+ mile an hour wind and flopping all over the windshield.  My cheeks were sore from the laughing.  And that was strong stuff - it didn't break for a number of (laughing) miles. Truly don't think I"ve ever been TP'd in a car before!!

Today I'm so grateful for the return of The Husband.  I sleep better when he's home.  Actually I do pretty much everything better when he's home.  I'm grateful for friends who stop by for a quick visit.  For recipes that I make for the first time to take for someone's dinner (what am I thinking to not try it at home first?!) that turn out well enough that I get a thank-you-well-done text.  I'm grateful for the beauty of fall in Utah, for the sunrises that buoy my soul, that the annual property taxes are paid.  And for feeling a bit chipper today.