Pictures from Gary Shaw, taken 15 Jun 1974, at Manti Temple. Our first day as a Forever Family!

And Here I Sit

So here I sit at my computer. I am in the middle of the second very busy week in a row. Unfair! I have been procrastinating putting the finishing touches on our year's schedule for our monthly Relief Society Meetings (shhh! Don't tell anyone, but I still call it Homemaking in my mind. I'm so bad!) I made a rough draft to take to Pres'y meeting a couple weeks ago, but somehow lost it, which is really odd, seeing as how I never lose anything. So I asked Phyllis and Jessie Del at our Tuesday meeting if I could borrow their notes, but they only wrote a couple things down, so I am thankful for the Spirit for waking me up in the middle of the night and reminding me of the items I had previously lost. So now I have a complete list, and only need to type it up for distribution to the necessary people. That's why I am at my computer. I also need to phone my committee members and set up a meeting for today or tomorrow. Looks like it'll have to be for tomorrow, since I have been very busy this morning loitering in Smith's, putting gas in our sweet little new car for the first time, taking my time driving home, etc. And so here I sit. I've really taken care of quite a bit of important stuff while sitting here, my brain percolating, stretching my feet, wiggling my toes, taking a lunch break (left-over chili, yum yum, always better the next day!), getting down to the business of checking my email, posting some sweet pix Gary Shaw just sent me, which I will attach in a sec, playing some Bejeweled on facebook, playing Bejeweled on my IPhone, looking at my fingernails from the front, the top and the back, getting up to refill my water bottle, and oh I think I'll check the DowntownRising website, to see what's happening a couple streets over as cranes and yellow-hatted orange-vested contractors make over downtown Salt Lake City, my favorite place to be..... Hmmm, almost one-thirty, and I still haven't started typing the schedule or calling the committee, but I have tried to decide what to wear tomorrow at the big political rally being held in the lounge here at Wasatch Manor. You see, I have been nominated for an office on our Residence Board, and all twenty or so of us who are nominees, are supposed to be at a meet and greet down in the lounge, telling all we see where we stand on the various critical issues surrounding life in the old folk's home. Since I don't have an opinion on anything, I plan to take a fresh-baked batch of my delish chocolate chip cookies, warm from the oven and let them speak for me. Not that great of a plan, but if I fix my hair, put on my nicest makeup, smile pretty and remember to wear my bridge, I should survive the event. If only it were Karaoke!

So, as I said, here I sit. and sit. and sit. I do need to do my laundry, and get the remote control for the dvd player, so I can show "Ivanhoe" tonight to book group, standing in for Jessie Del who is sick. So I guess I'll sit a little longer, and then just maybe, before I have to pick Jim up at work, I'll have time for a nap. After all, shouldn't all the minutia of life always yield the floor to those things of most importance? I thought you would agree with me... For what is of more importance on a quiet afternoon such as this, than a nap?