I had a few things on the docket that kept me busy, fortunately, as it could have been a very, very long week.
Monday morning, after walking I headed to my 'we can' group, where we wrapped packs of cards and game pads for stuffing into socks with otherbgoodies that will be sent to deployed service people.
Here are some of the girls at lunch, which I had to pass on as I had a date with Becca and Ashley.
That night I hosted our family home evening group ... I thought it would be fun to light up the jacks one last time to greet the group members....
This cute little box was an old shop project and was dated 1928, so that with painting, decopaging and some distressing it was ready to go.
That evening dad called and asked me to run up and pick up the rent from the Orem renters. I did some junking on the way home, not surprisingly.
On Wednesday I worked at the antique mall and listed my instagrams in the midst of a working day.
Thursday morning while walking, I saw these fun pumpkins and had to take a picture of them too.
Dad made a point of getting home early enough so that we could go to see Austenland again...fun as always.
To the right are two cute little missionaries, off to teach ...
Spencer and Brittney were investigators.
That night dad and Spencer sang in the stake choir at the adult meeting of stake conference. We had elders Snow and Munday of the seventy. Elder Snow is the lawyer that aunt Wendy worked for, and Elder Munday is English. Both did a great job, but elder Munday was so funny, and so British that he made me want to be a groupie.
On Sunday Brittney and I went early and got seats up front. Of course our boys sang in the choir again.
Our new Presidency is President Simmons who is the principal of the Salem High School seminary. The second couselor is the guy that has the tire place in town that dad uses, and the second counselor is the just released bishop of the singles ward that meets across the street from us. I didn't know any of them, but dad knows them all.
When we got home in the afternoon I redid my dining room mantel so I could take pics and blog about it for Monday.
So that was our week, and I was so glad to have dad back from points south, I really dislike it when he's gone, but being raised by a widowed mother, I am always sure to thank Heavenly Father that he is still here playing the grandpa to my grandma.