My berfday
It was my birthday weekend. I always have high expectations for my birth week and a lot of that burden has fallen on Heidi. I was talking to Steve this week and he said, "When you hit 30 or 35, your birthday becomes less about you and more about spending time with those you love."
I had already ordered my computer stuff and my parents got me some memory for the macbook and an Alpinestars beanie, so I was pretty much set with gifts. Then Heidi stepped up and made homemade snickers, rather than a cake, because that's what I wanted. Then she surprised me with some household items we needed, like glasses, towels, ingredient canisters, and a stretcher for my silly back.
My birthday fell on Sunday and I woke up early to stretch and get the bacon going. I was determined to be happy, because even though it was my day, I was going to make everyone else's day good by being in a good mood. You can't go wrong with bacon, and I also prepared french toast and orange julius. Mmmm, it was tasty.
Mike asked me to swap lessons with him in elders quorum, so I taught lesson 21: Loving God more than loving the things of the world. It was a good lesson. I always joke about teaching, "It's easy. You just ask the questions at the end of the lesson, get a discussion going, and just moderate the discussion."
Then the missionaries came over for dinner. The kids were already in Sunday-afternoon-hyper mode, but it was even more pronounced with the presence of our missionary guests. We put them to bed at 7:30 and then Heidi and I watched a Netflix. It was a good berfday. I think Heidi was happy that I was in a good mood. Okay, bye.
I had already ordered my computer stuff and my parents got me some memory for the macbook and an Alpinestars beanie, so I was pretty much set with gifts. Then Heidi stepped up and made homemade snickers, rather than a cake, because that's what I wanted. Then she surprised me with some household items we needed, like glasses, towels, ingredient canisters, and a stretcher for my silly back.
My birthday fell on Sunday and I woke up early to stretch and get the bacon going. I was determined to be happy, because even though it was my day, I was going to make everyone else's day good by being in a good mood. You can't go wrong with bacon, and I also prepared french toast and orange julius. Mmmm, it was tasty.
Mike asked me to swap lessons with him in elders quorum, so I taught lesson 21: Loving God more than loving the things of the world. It was a good lesson. I always joke about teaching, "It's easy. You just ask the questions at the end of the lesson, get a discussion going, and just moderate the discussion."
Then the missionaries came over for dinner. The kids were already in Sunday-afternoon-hyper mode, but it was even more pronounced with the presence of our missionary guests. We put them to bed at 7:30 and then Heidi and I watched a Netflix. It was a good berfday. I think Heidi was happy that I was in a good mood. Okay, bye.
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