A Blur

This last weekend is all a blur. I think the fact that it was preceded by a week of Spring Break for Emma, which means staying up late, eating junk food, and the like, made it seem like a strange weekend. Then Conference came, no church of course, and that only added to the strangeness.



I did love conference, though. Did any of you listen to Saturday's morning session? They sang "Consider The Lillies". We sang that at my mom's funeral. It was a real tear jerker. But I know it sounded better at the funeral, because even the MOTAB can't bring the kind of spirit that was in the chapel that day.

I'm sure it was a little awkward for the rest of you when President Monson said, "Pay attention, Keli, this part is for you." What? You didn't hear that?

I love him. He's such a good man. I met him once. Kind of. I was attending the viewing of my old Bishop, and good friend, Paul Cutler. There was quite a long line leading up to the casket, and as I approached his dear wife, I wanted to sneak a peek at his body. I was craning my neck to see, but there was a tall man standing right in my way. I said in a kind of loud voice, "I wish that big dude would move over a little, he's hogging the view!" I'm sure the "big dude" heard me, because at that moment, he turned around, and sure enough, it was President Monson. Turns out he was a relative of Bishop Cutler. I felt pretty dumb, but man, President Monson is a big dude!

This weekend also brought the Bi-Annual turkey dinner. Yummy as always. No precooked turkey this time, just a good ol' Butterball. Can't go wrong. I think next time I'll just do turkey, potatoes, and green beans, because I'm the only one that eats the yams, and no one else really loves the green bean casserole. Plus, then it's less work, and maybe I won't feel so guilty when I have to throw half the dinner in the disposal.

So that's the weekend. Now Spring Break is over, back to the schedule, and on with life. It feels good to be back.