Ya I know I rock. I cannot allow myself to skips days again! I still have hundreds of them! Just so you know, I did take a picture over the last four days, I just chose not to post it. I know, it defeats the purpose; promise to better in the future :)
Day 9 was on Friday August 10th. The night before I stayed up with some friends way too late. Guess who wasn't tired in the middle of the day?! Sarah Jane! I was so excited to see my mom and brother who came up to do school shopping for Cole but the three of us know that we all enjoyed buying me clothes instead haha. That night we slept over at my aunt and uncle, Kelly and Tatum's, house. It was so much fun! Granted the air mattress deflated in the middle of the night, but it was fun to spend time with my family. I learned that night that I have a black grandma. This explains why I tan so well (period)
Day 10 was Saturday. I went to Hobby Lobby with my aunt Tate. Dear future husband if you ever read this: this store is the ultimate temptation for me to spend money. Keep this mind. Now to continue, I came off conqueror, but if I would have bought something, it would have been these sweet colored jars, a fish bowl, candles, picture frames, paint, fabric, and pretty much everything and anything to have the ultimate craft box and decorations. I don't know if it is healthy for me to want these things. I think I will be avoiding that store. So later that night, I helped the Carriers, dear friends, with their catering gig. I got paid and could take enough leftovers to feed me for three meals, but I learned something more from this. The guests were the class of 1957. They all finished their plates! One man even told me that he didn't like any of the food that was offered, but he took a plate anyway. I watched him, and he finished every little bit even though he made it clear he didn't like it. I thought about this and it is because they were born around the end of the Great Depression and grew up during WWII. They probably never had a choice on whether or not they finished their plate because their parents wouldn't allow them to be ungrateful. How generations change! This whole "children in Africa would love to eat your dinner" campainge is not working. I hope I can teach my children to be grateful.
Day 11 was Sunday naturally because 11 comes after 10 and Sunday follows Saturday. This was a very comtemplative day for me. In relief society (men be jealous you don't get to go to relief society), I learned a valuable lesson. The topic was about being member missionaries so I bet you could guess the generic things we talked about. However, it was the young women teaching's testimony that caught me off guard. She explained that she did not feel welcome in relief society or in church in general, so after a few weeks of trying when she moved away to college, she gave up. She made mistakes and is now coming back to church. She pointed out that this week, there are going to be hundreds added to our ward as new people move into the dorms. She said that these next couple weeks are so important to make these sisters (and brothers) feel welcome because if they don't feel that way and their testimonies are not as strong as they thought, they will not come back after a month. I really liked what she said and I want to take it to heart.
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