Oh, just some random highlights from our week:
Monday, we had a pool par-tay at Mark and Jeanene’s house to celebrate a belated Father’s Day. I hung out with Clark while all the kiddies splashed, jumped, and swam.
We had a feast of hamburgers, hot dogs, and grilled salmon sandwiches. We had a blast!
I got to go shopping with my mother-in-law [twice] to help her prep for her upcoming trip to Europe. I love prepping for vacations (even if they are not my own, I guess.) I am one of those weirdos that researches everything and so it was so fun and exciting to help her get ready. I am, however, a horrible shopping partner: I have a habit of convincing people to get…everything. I have that persuasive Fotheringham gene, I guess.
I scored these look-alike Kate Spade keds for $14.99! So glad I didn’t purchase the real deal a few months ago…
We ate our weight in watermelon and popsicles. Have you tried the real fruit pineapple popsicles?!
Friday we had a birthday party / BBQ in West Valley for my cousin’s 30th birthday. There were “mixed drinks” [Coke and Orange Juice for Zach] and quite the summer spread.
Later that evening we decided to stop at Valley Fair Mall on the way home to catch a movie. We love WVC – where the automobiles all have the same characteristics: spoiler, body kit, rimz. You can take the girl outta West Valley, but you can’t take the West Valley out of the girl, I guess.
We had a great time going through old pictures after Cassidy’s party. There was even one of me in her collection: Halloween 1990, where I insisted on being a Ninja Turtle. I believe I was that for three years in a row, actually…
Saturday was busy. We had tons of chores and yard work to do, but fit in an evening date with our friends Chet and Danielle. We dined at Pace’s [had our first Peach Rainbow and were over the moon] and then journeyed over to the 9th and 9th skatepark.
Obviously my husband made me lay on the ground so he could jump over me. It’s just tradition, I guess.
Saturday late we realized we didn’t have anything for Sunday dinner the next day for the two of us. So we rushed off to the ghetto Smith’s in Bountiful to get some essentials. And some ice cream, too.
Sunday morning Zach and I attended church in my parents’ ward. My dad was conducting and I was asked to provide the musical number. I’ve decided this whole “singing in public” thing really is good for me. It tests my courage. In my younger days [even in high school] I was fearless and rarely got nervous doing these sort of things. But lately, in my old age I guess, I am a hot mess. I stress about it for weeks and then when it is finally time to walk up to the pulpit I nearly hyperventilate. It went well, luckily, and I could relax for the rest of the sabbath.
Sunday evening I also received my Patriarchal Blessing. I know. A little later than most folks, but hey…there’s no time like the present, right?
It was one of the most incredible experiences I’ve ever had and I will remember it for the rest of my life. I wish I could have bottled up the spirit that was there. Just like that. I didn’t really know what to expect and the whole experience absolutely exceeded my expectations. I can’t believe it took me so long…
That night we celebrated with Zach’s favorite: chicken stir fry and our own selection of ice cream. It was the perfect ending to our busy weekend.
