a nutritious weekend
friday night elicia asked me what time i was going to be in the shower the next morning. "five thirty." i told her. "ok, i'll have a quick shower at five." she said. "it'll just be quick. i'll be out before you get up i promise." i must confess i didn't believe it would happen quite that way. i pictured hearing her alarm blaring at 5, but that we'd both probably get up at the same time, or she might get up after. but i didn't say anything because friends aren't supposed to disbelieve in one another they're supposed to believe. so i did my disbelieving submersively. judge me if you must.
5:30 saturday morning came very quickly. my alarm went off first at 5:20 and i was no more ready to get up at that time, then ten minutes later when i finally swung my legs off the bed. i could see through the crack in my door that the bathroom was dark. "oh no, i hope elicia will be ready on time." i thought. then i pondered over whether i should wake her up before or after my shower.
turned out there was no need. turned out i was dead wrong about my friend elicia. when i got to the bathroom i was surprised to find steamy mirrors. "holy moly!" i thought. (well actually, i didn't but it seemed a good time to surprise and incite amy to rage with the whole holy moly phraseology). basically the long and the short of it was that elicia hack was ready ON TIME. gasp!
heather wasn't. she later confessed that when i called her to say we were on our way that she was standing in her towell. but on the phone all she said was "ok. i'm going to need a few minutes." so i filled up the tires and when we got to her house she came right out.
i forgot to say that there was a strong palpable skunk odor throughout the neighbourhood that morning. i tried to ignore it and gather all the precious minutes of sleep before my 5:30 moment of truth. heather's truth is that she's got the world's most sensitive nose. she could not ignore. she was busy stuffing things up her nose and in her words "trying not to be mad at god." she worried that the smell was in her hair, her sheets, her very skin cells probably.
as soon as we were on our way we saw the cause of the skunkiness in the form of a dead skunk in the middle of the road. my car errupted into revulsion and panic. people were grabbing their noses and pointing and scrunching up their faces in horror. i however slowed right down as we passed the skunk this was for two reasons. #1: i admit i wanted to see what it looked like. it's poor eyes were closed in what looked like pain and there was a lot of blood. and #2: i wanted to be careful not to drive on any bit of it so as not to carry the skunk smell with us all the way to seattle. heather had some wonder and shall we say outrage that i slowed down. to this day(a day later, but still) she'll say "i can't believe you SLOWED DOWN."
our wait at the border was just under an hour. i picked the wrong lane as i inveriably do. but at least there were no infuriating budders. the border guy was not the usual short and curt interigative type. oh no. he was more the sly and sneaky conversationalist. friendly but asking the questions couched in friendly relaxed conversation is what i call sneaky. this is the second time we had to show our recommends. i found this guy more respectful though. he didn't take them from me. glanced at them though. he was asking about the new temple.
we got gas at the other side. i got a lot of stairs basically because i had my hair still pinned up. i didn't care. all i cared about was finding the king sized pay day bars. heather knew where to find them. "they're always over here." she said turning a corner. "what do you mean they're ALWAYS over here?" i asked. i mean how often does she go to this gas station? "i mean they're always over here." said heather undeterred. she loves the payday bars too. this is my doing and none else. there were no kingsized however so we had to make do with two small bars. we also got a bag of sweet maui onion chips each. the small ones. elicia walked her own path with the bag of popcorn.
elicia slept in the back and heather and i talked. we made good time. it's getting so that i miss whole parts of the highway, like i did not even remember going through mount vernon at all and on the way home i completely lost the burlington section where we were going to stop for costco nut bars--elicia's treat. it was not until i saw a sign that said ferndale 6 miles or something that i realized that we passed it. speaking of ferndale, we stopped at a dairyqueen there instead. i got a peanut buster parfait. a classic. elicia got a straberry cheese quake blizzard and heather got a large dipped cone. and they aren't kidding about the large part. i had to hold it for her while she was in the washroom and it was a heavy burden let me tell you.
anyways we made good time to the temple, getting there around 10:30 am. that's when i realized that i forgot some of my stuff which is ironic because after we picked up heather elicia realized that she forgot HER stuff. at this time i was blissfully unaware that my stuff was also forgotten but could be so easily retreived. oh well.
there was a bride outside by the fountain. her dress looked like whipped cream elicia said. heather said you could ring her like a bell.
like usual i had a sleep fighting time. but then i had a very very nice time too. after the sleep fighting i had some peaceful soul enlightening truthful moments with heavenly father. so so what i needed. it's so smart of him to give us a moment of world-stopping time with him. wise guy in the sky. i also had a moment with emily. she's the girl i went through for. i felt her joy. strange to say, maybe but true.
after eating in the caf, we bought some g's. there was a lady in front of me buying large quantities of everything. so when i got up to the till and asked for two pairs of bottoms the lady looked at me like "ya, and?" and when i looked back at her blankly she said with a note of surprise and hope "is that it?" "yes!" i sang back to her. her flace flooded with relief and she basically skipped off to get them. elicia got some tops and some ensigns and the testaments movie. but when i was done i went outside to wait with heather in the cool shade. while i waited i admired the way my calves were looking under my new skirt in the reflection of the door. now i know this is the second time y'all've caught me admiring my calves and it's not that i think they're the best calves in the world or anything but if there is a moment of body appreciation i think it should be welcomed because so often there is the opposite. so i'm going to try to be unashamed about enjoying the reflextion of my calves, imperfect that they are, i still enjoyed them and know i could have been given worse. anywho...
elicia sat in the front on the way back and heather slept in the back. elicia and i sang hymns. then we decided to try and memorize if you could hi to kolob. it must have been super irritating to heather because we sang some lines over and over and over and over and over. in the end we stopped after only memorizing the first two verses, and i already knew the first one. heather said later that she was sure we sang the whole song.
when we got to the border i picked peace arch. wrongo in the congo. the line up was so far back that we were right beside the last exit to blaine and we decided to take it and check out the truck crossing. this ended up being a good decision, so much so that we traded high fives all around and there was a lot of generalized toot toots of our own horns. the line up was so short AND amazingly i picked a good one. our guard was 18 if he was a day and seemed totally bored.
as soon as we get across the border is when heather starts going stir-crazy. i've learned this. her tell tale sign is starting to sing hymns in a slightly irish dooty-dooty non-real word fashion.
we parted ways for an hour and then met up to go to adult session of stake conference. it was great. it was so good. i felt so full of goodness by this time. president murley gave a wonderful talk on faith. heather said it was his best talk ever. president sugdin gave a powerful talk on love and letting love show in our actions and how president hinckley had been saying this to us for years and president monson is still saying this to us. he showed this short film of rick and dick, a father and son duo. it's around on the internet, you may have seen it. it made me bawl. the kind when i have a pool of tears in my clavicle.
when we got home i searched high and low for my journal, found it under my bed after a prayer and wrote in it, then i went to bed. i woke up this morning after 8 and a half hours of sleep. not too shabby hey? not too usual either.
canada wide stake conference with president monson, elder ballard and elder snow started at ten. i wanted good seats. i'm all about the good seats. we left at 8:30 and arrived at 9. basically we had our pick of seats. the tabernacle choir sang to us while we waited but every two minutes was interrupted by a voice that said "this is the english language channel...blah blah blah. if you are having technical difficulties..." "you are our technincal difficulty", i sassed the voice. heather and elicia had stuff to read. i listened to the choir and had the announcement previously mentioned to the exact minute.
conference was sooo good. i felt so blessed to have a prophet and hear him speak to me.
i would say more but you may have had enough and even so that wouldnt' stop me, but elicia and i are going on a walk and i really should put on some pants.
love laura
5:30 saturday morning came very quickly. my alarm went off first at 5:20 and i was no more ready to get up at that time, then ten minutes later when i finally swung my legs off the bed. i could see through the crack in my door that the bathroom was dark. "oh no, i hope elicia will be ready on time." i thought. then i pondered over whether i should wake her up before or after my shower.
turned out there was no need. turned out i was dead wrong about my friend elicia. when i got to the bathroom i was surprised to find steamy mirrors. "holy moly!" i thought. (well actually, i didn't but it seemed a good time to surprise and incite amy to rage with the whole holy moly phraseology). basically the long and the short of it was that elicia hack was ready ON TIME. gasp!
heather wasn't. she later confessed that when i called her to say we were on our way that she was standing in her towell. but on the phone all she said was "ok. i'm going to need a few minutes." so i filled up the tires and when we got to her house she came right out.
i forgot to say that there was a strong palpable skunk odor throughout the neighbourhood that morning. i tried to ignore it and gather all the precious minutes of sleep before my 5:30 moment of truth. heather's truth is that she's got the world's most sensitive nose. she could not ignore. she was busy stuffing things up her nose and in her words "trying not to be mad at god." she worried that the smell was in her hair, her sheets, her very skin cells probably.
as soon as we were on our way we saw the cause of the skunkiness in the form of a dead skunk in the middle of the road. my car errupted into revulsion and panic. people were grabbing their noses and pointing and scrunching up their faces in horror. i however slowed right down as we passed the skunk this was for two reasons. #1: i admit i wanted to see what it looked like. it's poor eyes were closed in what looked like pain and there was a lot of blood. and #2: i wanted to be careful not to drive on any bit of it so as not to carry the skunk smell with us all the way to seattle. heather had some wonder and shall we say outrage that i slowed down. to this day(a day later, but still) she'll say "i can't believe you SLOWED DOWN."
our wait at the border was just under an hour. i picked the wrong lane as i inveriably do. but at least there were no infuriating budders. the border guy was not the usual short and curt interigative type. oh no. he was more the sly and sneaky conversationalist. friendly but asking the questions couched in friendly relaxed conversation is what i call sneaky. this is the second time we had to show our recommends. i found this guy more respectful though. he didn't take them from me. glanced at them though. he was asking about the new temple.
we got gas at the other side. i got a lot of stairs basically because i had my hair still pinned up. i didn't care. all i cared about was finding the king sized pay day bars. heather knew where to find them. "they're always over here." she said turning a corner. "what do you mean they're ALWAYS over here?" i asked. i mean how often does she go to this gas station? "i mean they're always over here." said heather undeterred. she loves the payday bars too. this is my doing and none else. there were no kingsized however so we had to make do with two small bars. we also got a bag of sweet maui onion chips each. the small ones. elicia walked her own path with the bag of popcorn.
elicia slept in the back and heather and i talked. we made good time. it's getting so that i miss whole parts of the highway, like i did not even remember going through mount vernon at all and on the way home i completely lost the burlington section where we were going to stop for costco nut bars--elicia's treat. it was not until i saw a sign that said ferndale 6 miles or something that i realized that we passed it. speaking of ferndale, we stopped at a dairyqueen there instead. i got a peanut buster parfait. a classic. elicia got a straberry cheese quake blizzard and heather got a large dipped cone. and they aren't kidding about the large part. i had to hold it for her while she was in the washroom and it was a heavy burden let me tell you.
anyways we made good time to the temple, getting there around 10:30 am. that's when i realized that i forgot some of my stuff which is ironic because after we picked up heather elicia realized that she forgot HER stuff. at this time i was blissfully unaware that my stuff was also forgotten but could be so easily retreived. oh well.
there was a bride outside by the fountain. her dress looked like whipped cream elicia said. heather said you could ring her like a bell.
like usual i had a sleep fighting time. but then i had a very very nice time too. after the sleep fighting i had some peaceful soul enlightening truthful moments with heavenly father. so so what i needed. it's so smart of him to give us a moment of world-stopping time with him. wise guy in the sky. i also had a moment with emily. she's the girl i went through for. i felt her joy. strange to say, maybe but true.
after eating in the caf, we bought some g's. there was a lady in front of me buying large quantities of everything. so when i got up to the till and asked for two pairs of bottoms the lady looked at me like "ya, and?" and when i looked back at her blankly she said with a note of surprise and hope "is that it?" "yes!" i sang back to her. her flace flooded with relief and she basically skipped off to get them. elicia got some tops and some ensigns and the testaments movie. but when i was done i went outside to wait with heather in the cool shade. while i waited i admired the way my calves were looking under my new skirt in the reflection of the door. now i know this is the second time y'all've caught me admiring my calves and it's not that i think they're the best calves in the world or anything but if there is a moment of body appreciation i think it should be welcomed because so often there is the opposite. so i'm going to try to be unashamed about enjoying the reflextion of my calves, imperfect that they are, i still enjoyed them and know i could have been given worse. anywho...
elicia sat in the front on the way back and heather slept in the back. elicia and i sang hymns. then we decided to try and memorize if you could hi to kolob. it must have been super irritating to heather because we sang some lines over and over and over and over and over. in the end we stopped after only memorizing the first two verses, and i already knew the first one. heather said later that she was sure we sang the whole song.
when we got to the border i picked peace arch. wrongo in the congo. the line up was so far back that we were right beside the last exit to blaine and we decided to take it and check out the truck crossing. this ended up being a good decision, so much so that we traded high fives all around and there was a lot of generalized toot toots of our own horns. the line up was so short AND amazingly i picked a good one. our guard was 18 if he was a day and seemed totally bored.
as soon as we get across the border is when heather starts going stir-crazy. i've learned this. her tell tale sign is starting to sing hymns in a slightly irish dooty-dooty non-real word fashion.
we parted ways for an hour and then met up to go to adult session of stake conference. it was great. it was so good. i felt so full of goodness by this time. president murley gave a wonderful talk on faith. heather said it was his best talk ever. president sugdin gave a powerful talk on love and letting love show in our actions and how president hinckley had been saying this to us for years and president monson is still saying this to us. he showed this short film of rick and dick, a father and son duo. it's around on the internet, you may have seen it. it made me bawl. the kind when i have a pool of tears in my clavicle.
when we got home i searched high and low for my journal, found it under my bed after a prayer and wrote in it, then i went to bed. i woke up this morning after 8 and a half hours of sleep. not too shabby hey? not too usual either.
canada wide stake conference with president monson, elder ballard and elder snow started at ten. i wanted good seats. i'm all about the good seats. we left at 8:30 and arrived at 9. basically we had our pick of seats. the tabernacle choir sang to us while we waited but every two minutes was interrupted by a voice that said "this is the english language channel...blah blah blah. if you are having technical difficulties..." "you are our technincal difficulty", i sassed the voice. heather and elicia had stuff to read. i listened to the choir and had the announcement previously mentioned to the exact minute.
conference was sooo good. i felt so blessed to have a prophet and hear him speak to me.
i would say more but you may have had enough and even so that wouldnt' stop me, but elicia and i are going on a walk and i really should put on some pants.
love laura
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