Today has been such a beautiful Sunday. We were nine minutes late for nine o'clock church (other than Ryan who made it on time to his 6:30am meeting), but we made it before the sacrament, and we were all dressed, clean, and had our hair combed. The boys are adorable. And Ryan is so darn cute! I love to watch him sitting up there on the stand next to the bishop. He smiles and winks at all of us, and occasionally gives James a thumbs up.
It's almost midnight--and I want to post this. I have just a few words to write to help me remember today and then I can fill in the details later: chicken ranch, frozen burritos, wagon rides, priesthood blessing, Joseph B. Wirthlin
Chicken Ranch and Frozen Burritos: capitalized, as they should be...I started a delicious smelling chicken dinner in the crockpot with ranch dressing and lipton soup mix, and about the time it should have been done I started worrying that the chicken had gone bad. I bought it on Memorial Day. Before we even knew my grandma was very sick. Seems like a month ago at least. So our neighbors, who were getting some of our dinner because they just had a baby, ended up getting frozen burritos. They were dressed up with some fancy cheese and tomatoes and avocados. They were baked in the oven, not the microwave, but they were frozen burritos, none the less. Good thing my sense of self is not based on my cooking abilities!!!
Chicken Ranch and Frozen Burritos: capitalized, as they should be...I started a delicious smelling chicken dinner in the crockpot with ranch dressing and lipton soup mix, and about the time it should have been done I started worrying that the chicken had gone bad. I bought it on Memorial Day. Before we even knew my grandma was very sick. Seems like a month ago at least. So our neighbors, who were getting some of our dinner because they just had a baby, ended up getting frozen burritos. They were dressed up with some fancy cheese and tomatoes and avocados. They were baked in the oven, not the microwave, but they were frozen burritos, none the less. Good thing my sense of self is not based on my cooking abilities!!!
Priesthood Blessing: do my research, listen to the Spirit, go to the temple, keep working on my goals, and find direction as I go.
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