how is it monday already?

i ask myself this question every time monday rolls around. it's not fair. how fast the time flies on the weekends! this past weekend was particularly fast and busy. on friday, i went on an unexpected last-minute date to the beauty bar downtown. after eating teriyaki salmon bowls on brown rice from whole foods, we made our way to the freemont street area. not a place many mormons frequent. but tom's on the special guest 'list' so we got in without a hitch. his friend djs at 'the get back', the fenced in outdoor area behind the beauty bar that opens around 11:30pm. i had a good time... not a crowd you see everyday but they all were super nice and friendly.

saturday morning brought me to girls camp's first aid clinic. i picked up juliet and victoria-two of my beehives. we have a small group of girls going to stake camp at kolob canyon. five girls and two ycls. i was asked to sit in on the 'how you transport an injured person' class. fun stuff. i hope that i'll never have to drag someone out of a burning tent in or on their sleeping bag, but i'll know how to do it.

after 2 hours at the clinic, i drove juliet, christina and her sister emily back to juliet's for our young women's photo shoot. hair makeup and 3 different outfits for 8 girls took about 5 hours. i collapsed after i got home. took a 2 hour nap then got up and swam a mile. after which, i prepared some more for the lesson i'd be giving the next day.

mother's day was great. the talks in sacrament meeting were sweet... all focused on moms, wives and daughters. i further prepared for my lesson during the second hour block. the lesson went better than i had expected. participation (comments) from the girls and leaders really makes or breaks a lesson, i think. i had lots of help. some thoughts shared included writing in 2 diaries. one for the day-to-day and one for the spiritual. another story shared by miele reid was how her 8 year old 'pours over' the journal she had kept at a similar age.

i showed off my blog, read the post about preparing for the lesson, ended with the 'dream of lola carmen' and shared what i did as a result of that dream. it was good. i cried as i talked about being baptized for grandma. it was a joy to be able to do that for her. i am glad that i started this blog. and i am glad that i use it as my journal.