Oh my gosh I hope I don't fall asleep while I'm writing this...
It's been a really long week...
I'm just going to do random flashbacks as things pop into my head...
I had a work assignment for Monarch early this week which was pretty interesting... it was a kind of legal survey thing, but I'm not allowed to say any more about it b/c I signed some confidentiality papers... sounds shady right? It wasn't, I promise!
Anyway, we went shopping later that day for Hill Cumorah pageant gear and I didn't find anything. Oh yeah, the whole I'm-going-to-be-camping-for-2.5-weeks thing is starting to hit... The first week is going to be full of rehearsals, the next full of performances and service projects... I guess I will learn to truly appreciate AC and my own bed by the time this is over at the very least. There are a total of 6 toilets for the entire campsite (3 for boys, 3 for girls) so we'll see how that works out...We won't have internet access, so you won't be getting a weekly email... maybe I'll try and write one right before we leave (we leave on the 4th of Jul) so there won't be quite such a big gap. My Dad made a kind of blueprint for our campsite, showing how we should set things up so everything is under a tarp. I really REALLY hope it doesn't rain to much. We also made plans for an awesome family sign we're supposed to make for our site w/ all our names on it... we've also decided to add our family symbol to it... a rising sun.
For more info on the pageant:
http://www.hillcumorah.org/pageant/
Dad was in MI for most of the week and Laura was at girls camp... Mom the boys and I went over to the Hinkley's house to help them do some last min. cleaning before there move... Friday I babysat the three little boys for most of the day... poor things! They're all just tired and emotionally slightly overwrought with the move and everything, which lead to 3 temper tantrums, the first I've ever had to deal with. Although Jackson screamed till he was almost purple in the face we all got through it :-). Oh yeah, I also went to the Jorgensen's house to babysit while Sis. Jorgensen was at camp... happily it went pretty well, although I was exhausted when I got home. Rachel came back from London (finally!!) and we got to make a pizza at her house and just talk... soooo good! I went to institute on Wed for the first time and that went well too... afterwards Rachel Camille and I stopped at Rita's for some delicious dessert too so it was awesome... then yesterday Rachel and I were at Camille's house again for some of her amazing grilled chicken and a movie... another late night but totally worth it!!
Today I attended 2/3 of the family ward and all of the singles ward plus a much and mingle after that so I was at church for over 6 hours... yeah, and I'm exhausted...
Miss you all and write please!!
Margaret
Sonntag, 29. Juni 2008
Sonntag, 22. Juni 2008
Paradise in Port Aransas
Words simply can't describe this past week... it was... it was.... it was... just... so relaxing, fun, beautiful, laid back, glorious, even paradisaical... I hope you're getting the idea, although you really actually couldn't possibly get the real idea it was so amazing.
It was timeless. Living without time is really a wondrous experience. We were at a beach house in Port Aransas... spacious, beautifully decorated, air conditioned to the perfect temperature w/ lots of space... I don't think I've lived in a house that nice in a very very long time. We didn't even get to much sand in it since the house was equipped w/ a small shower right outside to get the worst of the sand off before you came inside, plus we had access to a pool with the house, so we could take a dip in the chlorine to get rid of the salt and sand as well. Days just slipped and flowed away like water droplets sliding down a windowpane, filled with simple activates such as painting, sketching, board games, cooking, talking, napping, TV (there were 2 big flat screens which my brothers enjoyed a lot since we don't have one at home)... and then of course the beach. A creamy sandy beach with a sea that was sometimes almost green, sometimes blue, always warm with playful, occasionally powerful waves crashing along the surf. I can still feel the waves that lulled around our feet as we snapped photos trying to capture the beauty of it all... one morning Laura and I got up early and watched the sun rise... the beginning of a brilliant day. I couldn't help but realize how hollow our pictures were... to actually be there and experience that beauty was beyond pictures and words.
I also got to spend some time with each of my family members that I haven't spent much time with... my uncles for instance. Uncle Mike taught me a few of his cooking secrets, showed us all his collection of knives, and told fascinating stories from his career as an amazing chef... Uncle Robert played boccie ball with us on the beach (one of my favorite games) and told us about his career in the shoe designing industry. We found out about my Grandma's high school days, and the pranks my Mom's siblings had played on each other. My personal favorite: smearing peanut butter onto each other's backs in a spot where they couldn't reach it so they could watch it slowly melting into a big mess.
There were a few things every once in a while that kept me on earth, reminding me it wasn't quite paradise... Mom was constantly reminding us to put sun screen on so we wouldn't burn... although I dutifully followed her instructions I got burnt anyway along the shoulder straps of my swim suit, and Laura had a much bigger burn... Dan's whole back was pretty red too even though he's naturally a lot tanner than either of us. Grandma had a pretty severe burn too even though she was under the umbrella most of the time. There were also some interesting creatures in the water sometimes... one day there were a lot of baby jelly fish about the size of well... small yo yo's or big buttons... there were always fish that you could see in some of the bigger waves... dead crabs lying on the beach, scratchy seaweed... after a while the salty water would start stinging my lips, my eyes and the back of my throat... but all of this was pretty insignificant... it hardly detracted from paradise at all. The only other drawback was the TV's in the house that seemed to be on to much, but again, this was only a minor irritation...
Anyway, now it's hit me... real life again. Right after we left the airport we went to a pack meeting for John where he got his bear, which officially restarted our busy life... today I took the bus into the city with Camille to the singles ward, after which I participated in the interfaith community choir's performance of a Requiem (Dad and I have been attending rehearsals for weeks). It went really well, although it was slightly intimidating to be singing right next to the soprano soloist...
It's late... Laura wants me to go to bed...
Love,
Margaret
It was timeless. Living without time is really a wondrous experience. We were at a beach house in Port Aransas... spacious, beautifully decorated, air conditioned to the perfect temperature w/ lots of space... I don't think I've lived in a house that nice in a very very long time. We didn't even get to much sand in it since the house was equipped w/ a small shower right outside to get the worst of the sand off before you came inside, plus we had access to a pool with the house, so we could take a dip in the chlorine to get rid of the salt and sand as well. Days just slipped and flowed away like water droplets sliding down a windowpane, filled with simple activates such as painting, sketching, board games, cooking, talking, napping, TV (there were 2 big flat screens which my brothers enjoyed a lot since we don't have one at home)... and then of course the beach. A creamy sandy beach with a sea that was sometimes almost green, sometimes blue, always warm with playful, occasionally powerful waves crashing along the surf. I can still feel the waves that lulled around our feet as we snapped photos trying to capture the beauty of it all... one morning Laura and I got up early and watched the sun rise... the beginning of a brilliant day. I couldn't help but realize how hollow our pictures were... to actually be there and experience that beauty was beyond pictures and words.
I also got to spend some time with each of my family members that I haven't spent much time with... my uncles for instance. Uncle Mike taught me a few of his cooking secrets, showed us all his collection of knives, and told fascinating stories from his career as an amazing chef... Uncle Robert played boccie ball with us on the beach (one of my favorite games) and told us about his career in the shoe designing industry. We found out about my Grandma's high school days, and the pranks my Mom's siblings had played on each other. My personal favorite: smearing peanut butter onto each other's backs in a spot where they couldn't reach it so they could watch it slowly melting into a big mess.
There were a few things every once in a while that kept me on earth, reminding me it wasn't quite paradise... Mom was constantly reminding us to put sun screen on so we wouldn't burn... although I dutifully followed her instructions I got burnt anyway along the shoulder straps of my swim suit, and Laura had a much bigger burn... Dan's whole back was pretty red too even though he's naturally a lot tanner than either of us. Grandma had a pretty severe burn too even though she was under the umbrella most of the time. There were also some interesting creatures in the water sometimes... one day there were a lot of baby jelly fish about the size of well... small yo yo's or big buttons... there were always fish that you could see in some of the bigger waves... dead crabs lying on the beach, scratchy seaweed... after a while the salty water would start stinging my lips, my eyes and the back of my throat... but all of this was pretty insignificant... it hardly detracted from paradise at all. The only other drawback was the TV's in the house that seemed to be on to much, but again, this was only a minor irritation...
Anyway, now it's hit me... real life again. Right after we left the airport we went to a pack meeting for John where he got his bear, which officially restarted our busy life... today I took the bus into the city with Camille to the singles ward, after which I participated in the interfaith community choir's performance of a Requiem (Dad and I have been attending rehearsals for weeks). It went really well, although it was slightly intimidating to be singing right next to the soprano soloist...
It's late... Laura wants me to go to bed...
Love,
Margaret
Montag, 16. Juni 2008
HR, Dress, Kids, and TX!!!
Well, This is the first time since I started weekly emails that I've missed a Sun, but I couldn't get a hold of a computer (there is only one with working internet that belongs to my uncle, so I had to wait till this morning to borrow it).... anyway, enough excuses...
Monday I was assigned to work in the Human Resources department of Taylor hospital. Once I had figured out the phone system w/ the eight lines I had to keep an eye on and the transfer function, it was pretty easy. I did a lot of employee evaluation filing, the phones were always busy... the day went by very quickly.
Tuesday I finally bought the fabric for my dress that I'm making as a summer project. It's a bright turquoise blue, stretchy and a little shiny... that makes it pretty hard to work with, but it hangs beautifully. I was offered a long term job with office team during the summer, but had to turn it down because it conflicted with TX and Cumorah. In the evening I babysat for my former Laurel's advisor for the last time. Her husband works for the state department and they're moving to China for the second time. I really enjoyed watching her children... we went to the library for some books and movies, then played till bed time. I'm going to miss them a lot!
On Wed. I babysat Easton all day long... he is the cutest one year old you could ever imagine w/ big blue eyes, preposterously long eye lashes and the most adorable smile. To add to his virtues he was just very agreeable in general and pretty happy to play with any toy I offered him. During nap time I cut out and sewed a dummy bodice for my dress from an old blanket. The size was right, but the upper pieces didn't fit together quite the way I wanted, so it was good I had done the dummy bodice first.
Thursday I cut out my whole dress... that took a lot of time and patience because I simply couldn't get the material to lie flat enough to pin. There was a lot of it too, so half the time the fabric would slip off the table and I'd have to start all over again *sigh*. Sis. Janes picked me up later and I got to play with her three kids. They're very fun... we spent quite some time going through the year book with Daniel giving me detailed information on almost every picture. I got to know the class clowns, the bullies, everybody really...
Finally it was Friday, the day to get ready to go to Grandma's house... excitement/stress was in the air as Mom rushed to run errands, and make sure everything got packed in due time. Finally, Mom and Dad went to drop Laura off at Uncle Eric's... she was going to be flying a couple of hours later than we were because she had to take the ACT before she left (poor dear!!). While they were gone I attempted to teach John some of the cha cha... he learned the basic (I think), but a lot of it was his own made up steps :-). It was actually pretty late when we all got to bed even though we were getting up at 3:30 am to leave and catch our flight....
3:30 am came really fast... we loaded our bags, and I squeezed into the back seat between my brothers... my feet were on the seat since there were suitcases right underneath me. My uncle's comment when we picked him up was that we all sounded "pretty chipper" for the early hour. It was true... we had a lively conversation going on. No one would have guessed we had only gotten a few hours of sleep. Check-in went really fast since I had already printed our boarding passes, and before we knew it we were on our way. The most painful part was waiting in the St. Louis airport for 2 hrs for our Austin flight... John and I played every single clapping game we knew and invented a new one as well...
Finally we arrived, and we all noticed again that everything was bigger in TX... the airport just had a very big feeling with tall ceilings and wide hallways. Grandma and Uncle Robert were waiting for us. We grabbed our bags, loaded them into the cars, and went to find some food. It didn't take us long... we found a Mexican restaurant and enjoyed some food, then the boys set off for Port Aransas (that's where the beach house was) while the girls went back to Grandma's house to finish getting ready. I did some last minute errands with Grandma... grocery shopping, copying etc, then made a double batch of chocolate chip cookies. Uncle Michael was in the kitchen making roast for dinner. He's an outstanding professional chef and I got to hear some pretty amazing stories about some of his jobs. Dinner was scrumptious, needless to say. The apple sage sauce uncle Mike had concocted perfectly enhanced the roast... mmmm!!! I was sound asleep when Laura came in later that night...
Well, this is all I have time for... I love and miss you all!!
Margaret
Monday I was assigned to work in the Human Resources department of Taylor hospital. Once I had figured out the phone system w/ the eight lines I had to keep an eye on and the transfer function, it was pretty easy. I did a lot of employee evaluation filing, the phones were always busy... the day went by very quickly.
Tuesday I finally bought the fabric for my dress that I'm making as a summer project. It's a bright turquoise blue, stretchy and a little shiny... that makes it pretty hard to work with, but it hangs beautifully. I was offered a long term job with office team during the summer, but had to turn it down because it conflicted with TX and Cumorah. In the evening I babysat for my former Laurel's advisor for the last time. Her husband works for the state department and they're moving to China for the second time. I really enjoyed watching her children... we went to the library for some books and movies, then played till bed time. I'm going to miss them a lot!
On Wed. I babysat Easton all day long... he is the cutest one year old you could ever imagine w/ big blue eyes, preposterously long eye lashes and the most adorable smile. To add to his virtues he was just very agreeable in general and pretty happy to play with any toy I offered him. During nap time I cut out and sewed a dummy bodice for my dress from an old blanket. The size was right, but the upper pieces didn't fit together quite the way I wanted, so it was good I had done the dummy bodice first.
Thursday I cut out my whole dress... that took a lot of time and patience because I simply couldn't get the material to lie flat enough to pin. There was a lot of it too, so half the time the fabric would slip off the table and I'd have to start all over again *sigh*. Sis. Janes picked me up later and I got to play with her three kids. They're very fun... we spent quite some time going through the year book with Daniel giving me detailed information on almost every picture. I got to know the class clowns, the bullies, everybody really...
Finally it was Friday, the day to get ready to go to Grandma's house... excitement/stress was in the air as Mom rushed to run errands, and make sure everything got packed in due time. Finally, Mom and Dad went to drop Laura off at Uncle Eric's... she was going to be flying a couple of hours later than we were because she had to take the ACT before she left (poor dear!!). While they were gone I attempted to teach John some of the cha cha... he learned the basic (I think), but a lot of it was his own made up steps :-). It was actually pretty late when we all got to bed even though we were getting up at 3:30 am to leave and catch our flight....
3:30 am came really fast... we loaded our bags, and I squeezed into the back seat between my brothers... my feet were on the seat since there were suitcases right underneath me. My uncle's comment when we picked him up was that we all sounded "pretty chipper" for the early hour. It was true... we had a lively conversation going on. No one would have guessed we had only gotten a few hours of sleep. Check-in went really fast since I had already printed our boarding passes, and before we knew it we were on our way. The most painful part was waiting in the St. Louis airport for 2 hrs for our Austin flight... John and I played every single clapping game we knew and invented a new one as well...
Finally we arrived, and we all noticed again that everything was bigger in TX... the airport just had a very big feeling with tall ceilings and wide hallways. Grandma and Uncle Robert were waiting for us. We grabbed our bags, loaded them into the cars, and went to find some food. It didn't take us long... we found a Mexican restaurant and enjoyed some food, then the boys set off for Port Aransas (that's where the beach house was) while the girls went back to Grandma's house to finish getting ready. I did some last minute errands with Grandma... grocery shopping, copying etc, then made a double batch of chocolate chip cookies. Uncle Michael was in the kitchen making roast for dinner. He's an outstanding professional chef and I got to hear some pretty amazing stories about some of his jobs. Dinner was scrumptious, needless to say. The apple sage sauce uncle Mike had concocted perfectly enhanced the roast... mmmm!!! I was sound asleep when Laura came in later that night...
Well, this is all I have time for... I love and miss you all!!
Margaret
Sonntag, 8. Juni 2008
A Talk
Another week gone! It's totally crazy, I'm telling you! It's almost 10pm, so I'll be brief. It's been extremely hot and humid... the Philadelphian summer has officially begun. The most exciting/involved thing that happened all week: I got a call ?Tues or Mon? night from the person in the singles ward who assigns talks. Yep, I was asked to give a talk in the singles ward and that confused me a bit b/c I had just gotten a visiting teaching assignment for my family ward. I told whoever was on the phone (I think his name is Bro. Johnson) that I wouldn't be able to make it since it was my Mom's b-day celebration, but he was desperate, and I ended up saying yes anyway.
I called a friend of mine to make sure she could give me a ride to church, and she said she could, and Mom said she could pick me up after the sacrament meeting in the singles ward was over so that I could come home for the celebration.
I wrote my talk, and my English was beautiful... eloquent with advanced vocabulary. I worked on it all week. My friend called me on Thurs evening saying she couldn't take me to church after all because she had a family function to go to she didn't know about, so I had to rearrange everything rides wise. Then on Sat. I read my talk to my parents to get some feedback. My Dad's comment: very well written; however, he had also zoned out while I was reading it. I presented it to my sister Laura and she told me I had lost her after the second paragraph. She helped me realize, that this was good stuff for an English paper, but not so good if you wanted to keep people's attention during a talk. We rewrote the entire thing in more colloquial language, and I felt better about it even though it was a little shorter than before.
Sun. Morning Dad told me that he was going to the Philly wards today anyway, and he could take me at 10am. There was one small problem... I had told a friend of mine we could take her and that we would pick her up at 1. I called her and she was a really good sport about being ready three hours earlier than planned. We both attended Sunday school and Relief Society in one of the family wards meeting in the building; we had a wait after that, and luckily I had brought some apples, oreos and sandwiches, so Camille (my amazing friend who got up to come with me) and I just chatted and snacked for a while.
Finally the time came. Overall it went pretty well. I discussed the first section of Elder Wirthlin's talk Concern for the One about how some people are lost because they are different. It was a really good topic for me since I've had lots of experience with being different... my German experiences came in really handy.
Dad and I made it home for a treasure hunt for Mom... she got the cutest outfit from my Grandma. I love it on her!! Eric, Rene' and family came over for a delicious meal of this fahita type stuff, then we topped it off with shortcake, strawberries and ice cream :-).....
Anyway, it's really late like I mentioned before, so I bid you adieu till next week!
Love,
Margaret
I called a friend of mine to make sure she could give me a ride to church, and she said she could, and Mom said she could pick me up after the sacrament meeting in the singles ward was over so that I could come home for the celebration.
I wrote my talk, and my English was beautiful... eloquent with advanced vocabulary. I worked on it all week. My friend called me on Thurs evening saying she couldn't take me to church after all because she had a family function to go to she didn't know about, so I had to rearrange everything rides wise. Then on Sat. I read my talk to my parents to get some feedback. My Dad's comment: very well written; however, he had also zoned out while I was reading it. I presented it to my sister Laura and she told me I had lost her after the second paragraph. She helped me realize, that this was good stuff for an English paper, but not so good if you wanted to keep people's attention during a talk. We rewrote the entire thing in more colloquial language, and I felt better about it even though it was a little shorter than before.
Sun. Morning Dad told me that he was going to the Philly wards today anyway, and he could take me at 10am. There was one small problem... I had told a friend of mine we could take her and that we would pick her up at 1. I called her and she was a really good sport about being ready three hours earlier than planned. We both attended Sunday school and Relief Society in one of the family wards meeting in the building; we had a wait after that, and luckily I had brought some apples, oreos and sandwiches, so Camille (my amazing friend who got up to come with me) and I just chatted and snacked for a while.
Finally the time came. Overall it went pretty well. I discussed the first section of Elder Wirthlin's talk Concern for the One about how some people are lost because they are different. It was a really good topic for me since I've had lots of experience with being different... my German experiences came in really handy.
Dad and I made it home for a treasure hunt for Mom... she got the cutest outfit from my Grandma. I love it on her!! Eric, Rene' and family came over for a delicious meal of this fahita type stuff, then we topped it off with shortcake, strawberries and ice cream :-).....
Anyway, it's really late like I mentioned before, so I bid you adieu till next week!
Love,
Margaret
Sonntag, 1. Juni 2008
Summer Fun
I love Holidays! We should follow the Europeans' example and add some more. I'm sure there is plenty to celebrate if we really wanted to. Monday morning dawned, and our energetic patriotic song set the tone for the day. I volunteered to make our contribution to the ward picnic, and decided on apple pie. It took a little longer then expected, but it was well worth it as the heavenly aroma filled the car on the drive to Kent park. Hamburgers, hot dogs, salads, and plenty of desserts... what could possibly go wrong?
Around one o'clock we headed back home to grab a few things, then the girls got into Aunt Rene's car and the boy's went with Dad and we started the 1 1/2 hr. drive to Lancaster. Our car was pretty quiet... most of us dozed off or read. The contrast hit pretty hard when we finally entered the laser dome. Music, video games, and excited voices filled the air. I was slightly annoyed that this was what Daniel had picked to do for his birthday, but it really wasn't that bad. Cara, Laura, Mari and I played a few rounds of dance dance revolution, watched a laser show which was a lot like watching a screen saver, and finally played our first game of laser tag. Well, it's definitely not one of my talents, but it does get your adrenaline going... watching behind a barricade, waiting for the opportune moment to strike, getting hit in the back...
Tuesday nothing much happened, except that I finally decided on a combination of 2 patterns for my semi-formal dress that I'm making. I'm really picky, so I figured I should just make it myself exactly the way I want it and give up shopping. At the store I ran into Allie Stulpin, a girl who was in several of my classes in High School. It was great... we discussed our college lives, and life in general... we both agree it's so nice to know what we want to do. She's going to go into law, so she's majoring in history to prepare.
Thursday evening I attended my brother's piano recital. There were some very cute kids performing... two little boys especially. As they were playing they would always look over at their parents sitting in the audience and smile at the video camera. It was so funny I could barely keep from bursting out laughing... there were quiet chuckles throughout the whole room. Both of my brothers performed well; as the very last piece in the recital they did a duet on the organ which was really cool as well.
Friday was Anna day!!!! It was therefore pretty much amazing. For those of you who don't know, Anna is my best friend from high school although that is a very poor description. We did the whole day Anna style. We drove to Media, a quaint little town, and went where the wind took us, which ended up to be an Indian restaurant. To top it off we went to Rita's water ice... water ice, for those of you who haven't been to Philly, is like a slushy only more solid... I got a blendini, which is a mix of custard, chocolate water ice and oreos. MMMMMMMM!!!! I didn't realize how much I had missed it. We talked for hours catching up on everything. That evening Mom, Daniel, Laura and I went to see the musical Les Miserables at the walnut st. theater in Philadelphia. It was the first time I had ever seen it and it was amazing! I loved the actor who portrayed Jean Valjean, the main character. The whole plot is so compelling, so deep... what is the law? Is everything cut and dry? Can people truly change their hearts? What can be the impact of one small act? Where is the balance between justice and mercy? Whoever isn't familiar with the book needs to read it! I've only read an abridged version, but it is still amazing.
Saturday was just a general work day... chores, laundry, sweeping the garage etc.
That would bring you up to date!!! Love and miss you all!!!!!!!!!
Margaret
Around one o'clock we headed back home to grab a few things, then the girls got into Aunt Rene's car and the boy's went with Dad and we started the 1 1/2 hr. drive to Lancaster. Our car was pretty quiet... most of us dozed off or read. The contrast hit pretty hard when we finally entered the laser dome. Music, video games, and excited voices filled the air. I was slightly annoyed that this was what Daniel had picked to do for his birthday, but it really wasn't that bad. Cara, Laura, Mari and I played a few rounds of dance dance revolution, watched a laser show which was a lot like watching a screen saver, and finally played our first game of laser tag. Well, it's definitely not one of my talents, but it does get your adrenaline going... watching behind a barricade, waiting for the opportune moment to strike, getting hit in the back...
Tuesday nothing much happened, except that I finally decided on a combination of 2 patterns for my semi-formal dress that I'm making. I'm really picky, so I figured I should just make it myself exactly the way I want it and give up shopping. At the store I ran into Allie Stulpin, a girl who was in several of my classes in High School. It was great... we discussed our college lives, and life in general... we both agree it's so nice to know what we want to do. She's going to go into law, so she's majoring in history to prepare.
Thursday evening I attended my brother's piano recital. There were some very cute kids performing... two little boys especially. As they were playing they would always look over at their parents sitting in the audience and smile at the video camera. It was so funny I could barely keep from bursting out laughing... there were quiet chuckles throughout the whole room. Both of my brothers performed well; as the very last piece in the recital they did a duet on the organ which was really cool as well.
Friday was Anna day!!!! It was therefore pretty much amazing. For those of you who don't know, Anna is my best friend from high school although that is a very poor description. We did the whole day Anna style. We drove to Media, a quaint little town, and went where the wind took us, which ended up to be an Indian restaurant. To top it off we went to Rita's water ice... water ice, for those of you who haven't been to Philly, is like a slushy only more solid... I got a blendini, which is a mix of custard, chocolate water ice and oreos. MMMMMMMM!!!! I didn't realize how much I had missed it. We talked for hours catching up on everything. That evening Mom, Daniel, Laura and I went to see the musical Les Miserables at the walnut st. theater in Philadelphia. It was the first time I had ever seen it and it was amazing! I loved the actor who portrayed Jean Valjean, the main character. The whole plot is so compelling, so deep... what is the law? Is everything cut and dry? Can people truly change their hearts? What can be the impact of one small act? Where is the balance between justice and mercy? Whoever isn't familiar with the book needs to read it! I've only read an abridged version, but it is still amazing.
Saturday was just a general work day... chores, laundry, sweeping the garage etc.
That would bring you up to date!!! Love and miss you all!!!!!!!!!
Margaret
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