Donning the Christmas sweaters.
We attended Nauvoo 3rd Ward and enjoyed their Christmas program. It was very well done with varied musical numbers and talks by President and Sister Smith of the temple. My favorite song was "Guard Him, Joseph." The lyrics are amazing as they speak of Joseph's sacred trust in raising the Son of God. The members were excited to be together and welcomed us as well.
We worked a full week of our schedule: Mon-off. Tue-Wed, 5-9 pm. Thu, 9 a.m.-2 p.m. & 5-9 p.m. Fri, 9 a.m. - 2 p.m. Sat, 1-7 p.m. Oops! We really worked Saturday a.m. this week since it was New Year's Eve and the temple closed after the 12 p.m. session. We helped the morning shift.
We finally got our phones straightened out by switching to Verizon for better coverage in Nauvoo. So far it has been great. We can actually use our phones in our apartment instead of going outside or going for a drive.
The temple is beautiful when evening starts.
We tried to capture the magnificent sunsets that graced the western skies all week long.
We
joined in Family Home Evening on Monday at the Arrival Center with the temple
missionaries. It was a nice evening and we became better acquainted with
the others serving here.
New
Year's Eve, the temple missionaries had a party from 6-9 p.m. at the Arrival
Center. We brought finger foods and some great games were played.
President and Sister Irion joined us and we had a great time with
laughter and fun. One game really stole the evening. This is how it
went: "Once upon a time President Irion was contacted by President
Monson who requested he bring all the missionaries to Salt Lake. We were
to come in one company and each had to bring something along for the trip
that started with the first letter of our last name. As we went around
the circle each couple named their item and then repeated what the couples
before them were bringing. It was amazing the creativity that came forth.
The McBride's brought medical marijuana, Sister Burgoyne brought the
booze, and the Despain's brought depends! You can only imagine the
laughter and comments that were made. It was a great time!
After
the party several couples of us gathered at the Bartschi's for a game of
Farkle. It was fun and we again got to know more about some of the
missionaries. The Bartschi's served in the London temple, 2011-2012, and
know some of the same people we know. We had a great time talking with
them.
We live on Kimball street, but Heber C.'s home is one block over, just behind us. We see it out our bedroom window.
Senior Moment: We got ready and headed off to the temple for our shift on Wednesday evening. We parked, walked to the temple, and entered. Just as we stepped inside the door I stuck my hand in my coat pocket for my recommend and it wasn't there. I checked the other pocket and it was empty as well. I remembered getting it out of my purse and putting it, I thought in my pocket. I took the car keys and dashed back to the car, drove to the apartment, checked it over, and came up empty handed. I checked the car to see if it had fallen out in it. I drove back to the temple, parked, and paid attention as I walked to see if it was lying on the sidewalk somewhere. Didn't find it. I went in and found the recorder and explained my situation. He looked me up in the system and away I went to change. I could not imagine where it was. I hung up my coat and as I removed my sweater, there it was in the sweater pocket! I felt pretty silly.
Now, to top it off, Dad left his wallet in his white pants that same evening so he didn't have his recommend for Thursday morning! I guess I rubbed off on him!
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