Monday, August 1, 2011

1 post for August 1

I was going to write one more blog post for July, but time got away from me last night as Ben was teaching me about intentional infliction of emotional distress. I realized that I have been intentionally inflicted enough to cause emotional distress because of all the teasing I received from an older sibling about having full cheeks when I was a child. But, that is not what I wanted to blog about.

There have been two things of importance come up in our lives.

First: My sewing machine died and had to be taken in to get worked on (and boy was it expensive!) It was gone for a week, so I had to move past sewing to other crafts. I got a call Friday saying it was done, but I didn't recognize the number and thought it was a place that I had stupidly given my phone number to a year ago and now they keep calling me. Anyway, I listened to my messages Sunday morning because the primary president had called while I was getting ready for church, and there was a message that my sewing machine was back! Halleluiah! I just got back from picking it up, and I'm so happy to have it back!

Second: We walked into the church building yesterday as usual, and as we were walking into the chapel, there was Elder Christofferson. Yes, the Elder Christofferson. And, he was the concluding speaker. His son and family moved into the ward this week, and he came with the son to drive and unpack the truck. It was really neat to have one of the Twelve Apostles speak in sacrament meeting not on official business like he was any other member of the church. The neatest thing was that there were two people who were being confirmed and he stood in the circle as they were confirmed members of the church and given the gift of the Holy Ghost. They probably had no idea how rare that is, but one day will realize that they had one of Christ's Apostles giving them the gift of the Holy Ghost.

That's it. Ben is camping again tonight, so I'm left home with the Singamajigs. Better get crafting, so i can get a lot done . . . .

1 comment:

Preston said...

I hope the older sibling you're talking about isn't me, because I only remember calling you chipmunk cheeks 2-3 times max and I believe it was mostly looking at pictures of when you were much younger. Plus, I wasn't intentionally inflicting distress - I can't being honest!