Steve keeps a bowl of lifesavers at his desk and this is what we found one morning when we opened up the mission office. It reads: To Elder Lambson (only the "lamb" part is a sheep) Love Elder Honey Man. That could only be Elder Townsend, one of our zone leaders, who is from Florida and whose family has a huge honey business. He was on splits with one of the APs and they came to the mission office after hours the night before.....
This is what we have been enjoying all week
We brought home the oranges, tangerines, and grapefruit from Amy's last Saturday and then, on Monday, the Parkers (they work in the mission office) brought us some more oranges and LEMONS. Lots of lemons. I made gluten-free lemon bars and a lemon pie yesterday and we have frozen the rest as juice.
Last night, ProMusica had a Champagne Salon fund-raiser to schmooze all the wealthy folks in Anthem (and believe me, there are a LOT of wealthy people here) into donating to the ProMusica organization. Several musicians from the group were recruited to provide music. I, thinking it would be like so many of the gigs I have played over the years, volunteered my services. I figured I would play background music in a string quartet while people ate and drank. When it was apparent that only one other violin was going to play, I thought fine, there are plenty of violin/cello duo books out there and I even got permission to purchase a few to be reimbursed. Well, then it all came out that the musicians would NOT be playing background but would be "featured entertainment" throughout the evening. Ugh! And, the violinist, Alexandria, while a VERY nice and talented young woman, is terrible at communication so I went into the evening with no rehearsal together and only a vague idea of how things were going to go. Not my favorite situation. Thankfully, it went just fine. But, I continue to be annoyed at how poorly the ProMusica organization is run (compared to Columbia Civic Orchestra) and how sloppy the overall communication is.
I glazed my little electric toothbrush holder yesterday. Steve and I watched Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them on Friday night and we watched The Butler last night. The first was completely entertaining a second time. The second was one I had seen already, Steve had not. It is a well done film. I was alive during the horrible racial tension of the 60's and 70's but I was almost completely unaware of what was going on! I don't remember watching events on the news or hearing them discussed at home. Thankfully, my parents weren't part of the persecuters. They just seemed pretty neutral. And, in my defense, I was just a little girl and young adolescent during that time period.
























