The second week of September 2008

It has been a couple of weeks since I wrote. Since then I have had a birthday, anniversary and worked at the FHC five times and taught three classes. I also taught the new missionaries the basic computer class last Monday as well as my two PAF classes. We also went to the temple both Fridays so we’ve been being good.

Our bathroom isn’t much further than it was two weeks ago. It has all of the “mud” on the walls now, three coats, but other than that no changes. Still a hole in the wall behind the toilet, and just the base flooring on the floor. They are supposed to come with the new vanity and medicine cabinet today so I’m hoping in a day or two it will be completely finished. I keep telling myself, “Be patient. They will eventually get it all done.” That will be sooo nice.

I talked to my mother last night and she told me about the Regional Conference they had down there last week. I told her about the first one we had here in our chapel, the one piped to over 80 Stakes in SE Idaho and Wyoming. Elder Oakes spoke, and President Faust presided and spoke. I commented on how relaxed Elder Oakes was and how he smiled as he spoke of living in SE Idaho until he was nine or ten. I think he said it was the Twin Falls area. My mother told me that she had taught with his mother at the Vernal High School when he wasn’t much older than that. She commented that it must have been her first assignment after her husband had died. That is where my mother and father met. They were both teaching there. My mother commented that she was teaching a homeliving class and a little three year old girl wondered into her classroom. It seems that sister Oakes had a baby sitter for her youngest daughter, Evelyn, while she taught and her two older boys after they finished their elementary school classes would go there to the high school and do their homework etc. until their mother was ready to leave for the day. It seems that one day the babysitter had to go somewhere so left the little girl with her mother and she wandered off and into my mother’s classroom. She said that altho’ the girl was quite young she had “a beautiful head of hair”. And she used the little girl to demonstrate how to French braid hair. That is something I had never heard before. I knew that is where my father and mother met but I didn’t know any of the rest of it.

I taught “note & sources” again last Saturday. It is the most challenging of all of the classes I have taught. As I went over it last week to review so I would be prepared I learned even more about it. There was one patron there and six missionaries plus myself. So eight all together. We had potluck that day. We just say potluck and it is amazing the variety there is there with no making of assignments. It is fun. I took a fruit cocktail pudding that I remember making for my children for many years on Sunday afternoons. I hadn’t made it for years. They all really liked it and wanted the recipe. I was able to remember it and type it and copy it off for them. I also took some chicken rolls. They all really liked them too.

I’m going to have to find a new hairdresser. The fellow who has been doing my hair for the last 24-25 years decided he needed to get a job with benefits. He’s in his mid 40’s so I guess it is about time he started thinking about when he could no longer work. I told him “what am I supposed to do? I’ve got you trained now!” He just chuckled. I wish him well. I have talked around. There are some women in my ward who go to a Mikol (a woman) (pronounced the same as Michael) down here at the salon at Cardon’s gas station and car wash and deli and salon. It’s less than a mile from here so I’ll probably go there. They said that they really like the way she does their hair. I wish Wyatt well in his endeavors. I’ve had many compliments after he has done my hair.