Twice to Mesa this week

Jerri celebrated her 84th birthday on Monday so Steve and I drove to Mesa to help celebrate.  Jim and Joan came and Juli drove down from Payson so we had four of the five siblings together.  We had our photo taken by a professional so hopefully, I will get a copy at some point.  I did take a picture of Jerri with all her grandchildren and great-grandchildren (Annie and Zach, Jim's kids, were not there)

Tuesday was orchestra rehearsal.  I guess all the community orchestras in the Phoenix valley are performing on the same weekend (Feb. 24th) so the only cellists will be Malcomb and me!  No contract players (i.e. ringers) Yikes!  I have been practicing the music like crazy and I hope Malcomb is, too.  

Wednesday was Valentine's Day.  And the day our new set of missionaries arrived.  And the day our bike mechanic missionary works on bikes.  And when it seemed like most of the mission came through the office to pick up something, drop off something, talk to someone.  It was organized chaos.  And, it RAINED ALL DAY!  

Elders Hatton and Morrill

Elder Thomas, Chilson, Leon, Lopez, and Crook helping to attach a dorm fridge to the top of Elder Chilson's station wagon.  

Thursday was Relief Society.  Friday we watched "The Lake House".  Steve had never seen it and he had a hard time wrapping his head around the time warp.  

Saturday, we went back to the Mesa / Gilbert  area.  We did a sealing session at the incredibly gorgeous Gilbert Temple and then we drove up to Mesa to hear Cade sing in Regional Choir (an auditioned choir similar to Missouri's District Choir).  Maybe he will get into All-State Choir???  The concert was so nice and it was fun to see all the Ellsworths again.  

Saturday evening, back in Anthem, I was almost struck by a car while riding my bike.  Steve and I had gone to the grocery store to pick up some peaches on sale and, when we were almost home, a left turner was not paying attention (probably texting) and failed to give me right-of-way.  I shouted and maybe he heard me or maybe he just happened to look up from his lap but whatever the case, he swerved and missed me.  And, so I live another day here in Arizona.