Our Roots Say We're Sisters, Our Hearts Say We're Friends

Marcy flew down from Missouri to be with her daughter, Kendi.  I was able to snag her for a few brief days and loved every minute of it.  We spent hours and hours talking and shared so many feelings and experiences.  It was just a peaceful, happy time for me to be able to have her here.  I haven’t been around anyone else who appreciates the desperate urgent need to throw off a coat or run outside in the cold air as often as I do, so we really do understand each other.  I took these pictures because when I put my shirt on this morning, it reminded me of her—and yes, I want to be like her when I grow up – and how I have wished I had her killer smile.

Marcy was just released from her calling in the stake relief society presidency—I kept her active by asking her to play the piano for our Relief Society, which she did wonderfully well, beautiful prelude and all.

We had a lot of good talks, laughed a lot, cried some and just plain chatted about whatever, shared lots of recipes and lots of “you have to read this book” ideas, and she even showed me how to cook and use the cute little angel pumpkins that grew out of nowhere.

We have a family history trip planned for sometime this coming spring.  It takes a certain mentality to be happy in a dungeon with the dead all day.  We are definitely related.

It was a sad day when I had to drop her off at the airport to send her back to Missouri.  I miss my friend.

Complicated Questions

It’s a good thing I am from a generation back and the “Asking to Prom” and “Answering to Prom” issues were a little simper then.  I am not so sure that my limited creative abilities could’ve cut the mustard in today’s high school social culture.

Jamie asked a young man to the Winter Ball.  Well, she didn’t just “ask” him, she put together a scavenger hunt where he works at “Seagull Book” and enlisted the aid of her friends to hide clues throughout the store.  She also asked his boss to start it all by calling him into her office and making it look like she was upset with something he had done.  She gave him an envelope, and for one heart stopping moment, he thought he was being fired.  It ended up being his first clue.  The scavenger hunt turned out really well, and he even needed the help of some of his fellow employees to help him find one of the clues  hidden in the Missionary cards section of the store.  Jamie and her friends had a lot of fun putting it together and some tense moments timing wise as they rushed to get it all in place before he got to work and drove away just as he was driving in – thankfully, one minute late to work.

You don’t just say, “”Yes” to a question like that.   This was on our doorstep some days later.

There was one clue—symbolizing one letter,  in the popcorn, the HiChews, and behind one of the colored squares on the door.  A little decoding and she had his answer, “Y-E-S.”  Thank Goodness.