Memoirs of a Lazy Weekend

Friday
Was very excited when I woke up on Friday. Really love Fridays. Work was a bit of a blur, and by the time I got home I was desperate to go out and do something FUN! Unfortunately, I sat down for a moment, and got really tired, so the GOING OUT turned into FLOPPING OUT on the couch.... But I watched a really great little film with some of my family. Brecken and Justin, I think you guys should really track this one down if you can, because I think you'd really like it. It's called 'Razzle Dazzle' and it's a little Australian Mockumentary about the world of children's dance eisteddfods! We were laughing really hard, and we haven't stopped quoting it. I warn you though: It's full of that dead-pan Aussie humor that tends to go over American heads... but I think you 2 will be safe :)


Saturday
Saturday Morning I got up at about 7am, because I was taking the twins to their basketball game. The game was way out past Ipswich, so it was about an hour and a half west - out in the country :) I was a little bit 'groan I wanted to sleep' at first, but I actually really enjoyed the drive. It was a gorgeous morning, and it's just starting to head out of winter here, so there was that crispness in the air that makes everything feel clean and fresh. We rolled down the windows (especially on the way home, when we had two smelly post-game 16 year olds in the car), and turned up the music (country of course. Saturday morning drives and boppy country are a really great match), and we drove through some beautiful bushland. It reminded me a little of the Saturday spring jeep rides up into the mountains that I used to love when I was living in Utah. I I just love how beautiful the world is sometimes :) And the twins won their game 75-11, so the morning was a success :)

The rest of Saturday was pretty normal, did a few things around the house, watched a little West Wing on DVD (haven't seen session 6, so watched a couple of episodes). I'm actually trying to remember what exactly I did on Saturday night, and nothing's coming to me... so I'm guessing it wasn't anything too exciting.... :)

Sunday

Got up early and prepared my Sunday School lesson. I teach the 16-17 year old class and we were looking at the chapters in Alma where Alma's teaching Corianton about the resurrection. Really enjoyed the class. The kids ask really interesting questions sometimes, and I love learning and helping them learn and understand the beautiful truths of the gospel. Sometimes they ask a question that tells me they really don't understand a principle properly, and I really feel blessed to be able to help them understand something that will make a difference to the way they think. Nothing big, just little lights that go on here and there - and more often than not they're lights going on in my own head.

I played the organ as usual. Didn't really worry about the fancy foot peddle work this week :) And I banged my knee against the corner of the organ - really hard - when I got up after the intermediate hymn. That wasn't good. Still hurts. I think it's bruising... *sniff* ... My sister Bethany gave a lovely talk, and my friend Brodie taught a lovely Relief Society lesson.

After church we rushed home because we had a friend coming over for dinner and we had a bit of work left to do. We had an early dinner (4:45pm) because we all had to head off in different directions in the evening. Dad and the twins went to Bishop's Youth Discussion, and James, Abby and I went to choir practise.

And I really enjoyed choir practise! This is a choir that's being put together for a musical fireside in October, and it was an 'invitation only' choir - which is a bit unusual. From what I understand, they invited people who were musically inclined, and who they thought would be committed, so I guess the 3 of us were lucky we got picked :) It's been a really long time (years I think) since I've sung in a choir, and Sunday night was the first night. I expected it would be good, but I didn't expect to enjoy it as much as I did! It was SO fun to be singing some really beautiful songs and to make wonderful harmonies as a group :) Rehearsal went for an hour and a half, and I could easily have continued for another few hours! I was a little dismayed to feel how rusty my throat is, but hopefully it'll shape up over the next few months as we practise.

Monday

Not technically part of the weekend, I know. But I thought I'd mention Monday. My new assistant started - so that was exciting! She seems good, but I guess we'll just have to wait and see how things go. Turns out it's not quite like picking something off a menu. With food, you pretty much know everything once you've taken the first bite. With people, you have to give them time to settle in... I'll keep you posted :)

Monday night was FHE. Once a month or so we try and have an extended family FHE, and last night it was at Abby and James' house. Jonny and Jessima (who's due in 2 weeks, so she's VERY ready to pop), and the rest of us didn't get there till a little after 7:30pm because of work etc., and I know we were all (well, I was) feeling VERY tired, but I'm glad we did it, because I had a fun time hanging out with everyone. Jessima gave a lovely lesson, I gave the 'preach my gospel' spot, and mum did the activity. She made the game up, and it had a few holes ;) but it was really funny and we were all laughing by the end. After it finished, we sat around for a bit and ate fairy bread made by Bethy for supper. We were talking about accents, and how everyone in our family (not just me, it turns out) always end up in an Indian accent whenever we try and speak in an accent! It also turns out that Ben does the best Indian accent in the family. We told him to pick up a book and read it in an accent (so we could laugh), and he picked up a Yoga book that abby had on the coffee table (have you ever even read it abby?). Somehow, we convinced Jonny to stand in the middle of room, and follow the yoga instructions with his body as Ben read them out loud. I haven't laughed that hard in a while. Jonny didn't have a clue what he was doing (turns out 'the mountain pose' is standing up straight with your palms pressed together as if you're praying; NOT - as Jonny assumed - bent over with your hands and feet on the floor and your bottom in the air... especially since Jonny looked more like a crooked 'hill' in that position than a 'mountain'). Jonny's also very UNflexable so there was lots of accidental rolls to the side and high pitched 'ahhhh's. Good times!

So there you have it: my weekend :)

xo Tammy