I am really tired soooo.......
Sarah and I got into a rut talking to each other today: she wanted me to clarify when I say we should pray and I was feeling anxious afterward. But, otherwise, good time with her. We talked with Tyler Hudrlik (I talked with him personally about getting the ring tomorrow and perhaps proposing at conference like him, pulling a Hudrlik). He told me that Savannah has been out a week in the MTC already (crazy). We also got to see little David, the hispanic looking baby. Institute was good. I sat with Sarah at the front. We had come from a dinner with the Elders at Senor Baja. Sarah got three fish tacos and I got my favorite Asada burrito with the extra Senor Baja sauce they serve. I don't think I could eat without it. They talked with us about the legend/myth of the twelve apostate missionaries. Sarah had heard of it.
Sarah had just gotten back from taking her Uncle Ken to the hospital from his assisted living facility. It had broken her heart having to read all the fraudulent emails from his supposed girlfriend about sending money to her. It's really sickening someone would do that.
My roving at Sycamore had turned into teaching Mrs. Pierce's SDC classroom. It was a really good day, minus a few tiny hiccups here and there. Nothing too bad.
Life is good.
