We had the opportunity a few weeks ago to spend a Friday night in Houston. Neil dropped me off at the hotel so I could sew on a quilt for our granddaughter and he left for a Peanut Butter Factory assignment with some of our valiant Branch members. They started at 8 pm and ended at midnight. As usual, I was long asleep by the time he returned. My back has been acting up, so I didn't want to risk taking myself out of commission by doing hard physical labor -- didn't want you thinking I am not doing my part, even if I'm not.
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A sticky situation with a nutty group
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We had good intentions the next morning. We had a senior couples conference on Saturday which is why we decided to get a hotel room. We had hoped to do some initiatory names at the temple, but by the time we found our way there, we were afraid it would take us too long to find our way to the conference since we didn't know where it was from the temple, so we just left for the conference. Sometimes I totally hate Siri (can I just come right out and say that?) so after several attempts, I finally entered the address manually and it worked out fine. It was the Saturday before Valentine's Day and President Pingree had us each tell what we love about our companions. There were several single senior sisters who were also there. It was such an outpouring of love as we shared insights, struggles, joys and growth and admiration. One couple sang "I'm on the top of the world" from the Carpenters. We received great instruction and had a wonderful time.
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