Sunday, February 3, 2013

Lincoln's Birthday

I'm going to remember as many details as I can about February 12, two days before Valentine's Day.

2012. That night I walked to a fireside that had Hartman Rector, an emeritus Seventy. I walked into the church building with some either people, but there was another event going on, and we almost went to the wrong event. I was behind Zach Zimmerman and his friends, and I was going to sit with them, but there wasn't room at their bench in the front of the chapel. I walked to the back of the chapel, and Kristen Jensen invited me to sit by her. I decided not to because there wasn't much room on the bench, but she scooted over and let me sit there. Brother Rector was pretty funny; he talked about "Tom Monson." He talked about encouraging new converts to go to the temple. Someone had told him that converts couldn't go to the temple for a year after their baptism, but he said that they could go when they were twelve, referring to baptisms. After the fireside, they had cheesecake for refreshments. I was only able to eat the cherry cheesecake, and I remember having a discussion with Chase Elwood about it. I had two pieces of it. I remember talking to Emily Farris, but she had to go because her ride was leaving. Then I went home. When I walked inside, my roommate Ammon was watching the Grammys. A blue-haired woman was singing, and I asked, "Is that Katy Perry?" It was. Then a little later I was around when they were announcing the best country album. I was glad Lady Antebellum won for Own the Night. I told Ammon that I wasn't too big on country, but that I really liked that album. He said he knew the "Just a Kiss" single. I told Ammon that I was sad Christina Perri wasn't nominated for anything. I didn't watch the Grammys, but I did look up the results, and I was amazed Adele won every award she was up for. After the Grammys, Ammon was playing Katy Perry's new song, "Part of Me," from YouTube. I asked my room roommate if he minded if I watched something. He didn't mind, and I watched the Peanuts Motion Comics Valentine clip; he looked back at my computer screen at the scene in which Lucy insists Linus draws the mouth on the picture he drew of her.

2011. I went grocery shopping, and I wanted to buy stuff to make cookies for my home teachers. I texted my roommate Zach if I should do sugar cookies or M&M cookies, but he didn't respond in time, so I just went and bought stuff for M&M cookies. That ended up being what he suggested anyway. I had to work that night, setting up a room in the Smith Fieldhouse for church the next day.

2010. I think this was the day I was walking to my calculus class in the morning and I met Brian Clancy, a guy in my class. We started talking and he said that he had forgotten the orange juice he was going to take to his dance class. I think he said that he expected that he was going to get called on a Spanish-speaking mission, since he spoke Spanish. But I told him that I had taken four years of Spanish, two years of French, and one year of ASL, and got called English speaking. Since I was temporarily without a car, my mom came down and picked me up for the weekend. I brought some CDs to listen to in the car, Cherie Call's Grace and the Vince Guaraldi and the Lost Cues from the Charlie Brown Television Specials CDs.When we got home, I wanted to look at my Peanuts music book, but we didn't know where it was. They asked Allie if she knew where it was; she had taken it in the car. Susanne said, "Of course my daughter would have it; it has names in it!" That night I went with my parents to a Temple Square concert, since I had to attend concerts for my Music 101 class. It was in the Assembly Hall and it was a showcase of music that had been submitted to the Church. They had an institute choir that was pretty good, but the girl playing the bass (or maybe another instrument) wasn't very good. A children's choir sang the children's songs; the guy in charge said it was "the best part." The kids were just a stake choir, and we were impressed with how good they were. There was a song about tithing, and there was an extra verse to "My Heavenly Father Loves Me." It wasn't well attended, which made me sad.

2009. Elder Betenson and I were out walking when Elder Wilson called me. It was slightly windy, and I could barely hear him on the phone. I said, "I can't hear you because of the wind," so then Elder Betenson said we could stop so that I could hear better. He told me that Sister Andrus, the former member who was married to the High Priests Group Leader in Ritzville, agreed to take the lessons. That night we went to our meeting with the bishopric and they gave us a new ward list. This is my journal entry for the day:
"Today we did our sacred planning, which was very interesting. At this point I'm observing to figure out how I can help Elder Betenson.

"Our appointment today totally dogged us so we did some tracting and follow-ups. We got a new ward list with twenty-six names that weren't there in April, so we have a lot of good following up to do.

"And Elder Wilson called and made me sad to have left, because Sister Andrus has agreed to take the lessons." 

2008. I think this was the day that I was with Elder Rand (since our companions were sick) and we were driving down a hill when the brakes made a really terrible noise. We ended up going to a car repair place to get the brakes fixed. While we were waiting, we went to the Mexican restaurant that was nearby, where we had gone on Christmas Eve. It seems like someone might have also given us a dinner that had heart-shaped chocolates in it.


2006. I think for some reason my mom and Allie didn't go to church with us, or didn't go the whole time--it had something to do with my mom's friend Jackie. I remember remembering Allie eating a Valentine cookie from nursery the year before, and I realized that Allie wouldn't have another Valentine's Day in nursery, and it made me sad. I'm not sure why this picture was taken, but it was:



2005. My brother and his wife and baby had to move in after their apartment flooded. So we hurriedly packed all my stuff out of my bedroom and put it in the smaller one so that they could have the bigger bedroom.

2001. I think this was the day I sprained my wrist. We had these activities where we all got in lines and did some activity, and then we had to rotate after each activity. I was at the front and I was rotating to the back, but I didn't want to hold everyone up, so I ran. I slipped and hurt my right wrist. It hurt all day. After school, I told my mom, and she wondered why I didn't call home. I said it didn't hurt that bad. We went to InstaCare. They took an x-ray, but they couldn't tell whether it was broken or not. I hoped that it was broken, because that would mean I continued a pattern of having a broken bone in even-numbered grades: kindergarten, 2nd grade, 4th grade, and then 6th grade. (It turned out not being broken.)

2000. We went to my cousins' house that day and we went shopping at Macey's, where my mom bought colored Nilla wafers for the mini cheesecakes she was making the next day. I think this was the time that afterward, Jesse and I were playing at the Super Nintendo, and Wayne asked where our moms were. We said we thought they were out doing more shopping. He said grumpily, "This is bull****," and Jesse said, "Daddy said a bad word!" Wayne didn't seem to care.

1999. For our Valentine's Day party, we were playing spelling baseball, where if you spell it right, you get to move bases. While I was in line, I lost a tooth. That night I watched a Valentine-themed episode of Sabrina the Teenage Witch while eating my candy, including a red and white Lifesaver. I showed David the Bart Simpson valentine I got from Tory Jackson. It said "No school today" inside a circle with a cross through it. When my mom saw it, she pointed out that it should really say "School today" inside that circle, since it was being crossed out.

1998. I would have filled out my valentines for the class party the next day.

1996. My mom packed a Little Debbie heart-shaped chocolate cake in my lunch, and I tried to bite it into the shape of a top hat in honor of Lincoln's birthday.

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