Cinnamon Rolls, Blueberry Muffins, Service and Shoulder Torture

Wow, it has been a long week! Let me see...

Monday I filled out a couple of job applications and gave a lesson for FHE on education, with an emphasis on academic standards required to get into BYU. That night I stayed up really late making cinnamon rolls as a surprise for Brother Brown and the seminary class. He was really an amazing seminary teacher, and I felt like I hadn't thanked him enough. He's been teaching for three years now, and he's being released, so this was like my last chance. I got up really early Tuesday morning to bake the rolls and smother them in frosting... their beautiful aroma filled the house and the car on the way there. It was so neat to see Brother Brown's face when I walked in w/ 2 9x13 " pans full of fresh cinnamon rolls. It was totally worth it!

Later I took advantage of the beautiful sunshine and rested in the garden reading more mythology. So far I enjoyed the Cupid and Psyche myth the best, because the gods forgive Psyche in the end for her curiosity, and forgiveness is almost never a part of the myths. Although she makes mistakes she can repent and be raised to the status of a goddess with Cupid. The names make the story very symbolic, Cupid (love) uniting with Psyche (the soul). It is so true that these two are inseparable; I believe that love is part of what souls are made of, and as I've been studying German literature we've talked about how love is what can encourage us to be better and come closer to God.

Wednesday my beautiful break ended after I got home from a refreshing jog. Maddie from the temp agency called and said she had a short term data entry position open. I immediately agreed to take it. Although it is better than no job at all, it really isn't fun to type over 1000 people's demographic information into a computer. The worst part of it all was the ache it produced in my shoulders. For some odd reason I tensed up really really bad every day and came home with huge knots in my neck and back. Wednesday after work I took the bus home and went in the wrong direction for a full 25 minutes or so before I realized that something was wrong... it took me an hour longer than planned to finally make it back.

Thursday I just worked all day really and came home exhausted. I can't even remember what happened. Friday just wasn't my day. It rained the entire time for one, and it couldn't have picked a worse day to do it. On my way to work I attempted to get into the bus, but managed to drop 2 of my quarters on the ground and collapse right along with them... one of those delightful moments where even I was impressed with my "grace". The bus home was extremely late, so I was standing on the bus stop for a full 40 minutes with my umbrella, slightly shivering with cold. Then I got to walk the mile home too since Laura had the car (she was taking it to one of her lessons, although I can't remember which). It did get better after I made a batch of chocolate chip cookies and watched Indiana Jones with my siblings for the first time.

Saturday was actually pretty fun... I'm still in the baking mode for some reason, so I got up early and made some blueberry muffins for the family's breakfast. Turned out great, but we kind of had a hurried breakfast because we were supposed to go over to a sister's house to do some service. The whole family got into the car and somehow Mom managed not to get lost (yay Mom!!). I enjoyed cleaning and lining cabinets, while Daniel and Dad took care of the lawn and Mom did some serious vacuuming. It looked awesome after we were done, and it just felt so good to see what we had accomplished (it's so scary how I'm starting to sound exactly like my Mom!!). Later the house was empty except for John and I, so I decided to show him the wonders of Audacity, a sound editing program. I half regret it now... he's pretty obsessed with recording his voice and my voice and any one else's voice that he can get a hold of and raising the pitch so everyone sounds like chipmunks. It just gets old pretty fast I guess...

Anyway, that was my week! Hope you are doing well and hope to hear from you soon!!
Love,
Margaret