lunch at work

So, Yesterday was a pretty interesting day. I got my "official" calling as the Young Womens "specialist over personal progress." I'll just say that they've never had one of those before... and we all know what that means... Also, they called another girl who's home for the summer to be the Young womens activities director/assistant camp director... never had that before either... But hey, at least Karalyn won't be alone all the time anymore. She's been the only one in her age group for 5 years now. AND because she's the only laurel, and there's no other mia maids, it's just been Karalyn and 6 12-13 yr old girls ever since I left. Poor girl.

Anyways, I had another crying day in GD. The lesson was on praying always and enduring to the end and whatnot, and they asked if anyone had had any experiences they'd like to share. So, to humor myself, I shared a rather depressing story from the early days at BYU. (oh so long ago...) I seriously think it's a genetically enhanced "gift" that I have to bawl every time I talk about anything remotely spiritual. It's actually kind of ridiculous, but I honestly can't help it, no matter how hard I try to stop... it's kind of a shame that I didn't think of that before I started telling the story. huh.

Sunday dinner is always a really good meal. I don't know if the food has been prepared differently or if its just the fact that the whole family (mom, dad, nate, liz, syd, ryan, kacy, me, Karalyn, and almost always grandma) is there, but it is always pretty great. After dinner, the girls watched Anne of Avonlee (sp?) while Ryan and Nate made brownies and severely mocked the movie. After dessert, my dad gave Ryan a blessing because he's taking the LSAT today (probably sitting in the middle of it right now). We kind of gave Syd a short explanation of what it was so she'd try to sit still. After it was done, she got up and ran to my dad saying, "grandpa, can I have a blessing too?" It was pretty dang cute, not to mention hilarious, so grandpa, dad and uncle ryan all gave her a blessing. It's just a shame mom, grandma and great-grandma weren't there to see it. I'm sure they were all disappointed after hearing about it

After all of that lovliness, I went to the Garrards to play. Nate and Stacy were there and were playing golf with mike and sis. Garrard, so I joined in. Fun stuff... I started out really lucky. Somehow, that never lasts though. I ended up last. minus mike, who was last.

This morning, I had to do some serious bedroom and bathroom cleaning BEFORE going to work because my grandparents are driving through town and spending the night. in my room. i love the couch. yay. Apparently, they'll be there before I get home, so that'll be fun. Don't get me wrong, I love them, they're hilarious! I just love my room too. But it's only one night, I'll live.

Once I got to work, Dr. asked me to drive to LabCorp to pick up some more drug tests and he handed me his car key... but it's not his car, is a trial car from some dealership that he's been driving for the past week or so to see if he likes it... I can't remember what it is, but it's fairly nice... delightful to drive. Needless to say, that was the most careful I've ever driven in my life.

K, I've got 15 minutes left, and I'd still like to finish my lemon cake and read some other blogs, so peace out for now.