So after weeks of negotiations with Trisha's people, we finally settled on a time for the Christmas Cookie Party. In the days leading up to this event, I spent hours of preparation, scheduling, and planning out every detail possible to make it a completely fabulous event. After work on Wednesday I hurried home to find Cheryl baking away. She made two full tubs of splendidly plain sugar cookies (ready for decoration), AND a large plate of Peppermint Brownies! It took all my willpower to not take a bite out of them before she was finished frosting them.
Also, as I was preparing to leave work, I got a voice mail from Josh, saying that they were planning to go out to eat before the long awaited Cookie Party. THEN on the way home from work I got a call from Jeff, seeing if I had received Josh's message. 5 minutes later, while still on the way home, I got a call from Josh, seeing if I had gotten his first message. I figured if they were that excited for me to attend, I better attend, otherwise I'd never hear the end of it. And I wanted to support them in their party planning endeavors. We went to some Mexican Place down by where Jeff works. It was OK, and I might one day think of going there again.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
The Holidays are Upon us!
Happy Holidays my dear Blog Readers! I made an 'e-Christmas Card for you all, presented to you through Blogger.
Send your own ElfYourself eCards
Monday, December 1, 2008
Thanksgiving again
This year for Thanksgiving Cheryl and I found ourselves in Utah. It was cold in Utah. I don't like the cold that much. But I had to go because my (bratty) little sister had just come home off her mission the very day before Thanksgiving. So it was a big family event, n' stuff. It was Fun. I got to hang out with all my family. Its been a while since we'd done that.
I was a little disappointed that my mom failed to bake freshly made Chocolate Chip Cookies for my arrival. I had specifically requested them be ready, no more than 20 minutes before my arrival. Apparently she got carried away making all other Thanksgiving feast items for the next day, so I let that one slide. We had arrived, after all, the day before the big day of feasting.
Another funny note, because everyone was staying with my parents, so they were tight on space, luckily they had two extra mattresses in the basement. I don't know the proper term for the size, but they were 3'x 6', single person size, and since every other room was taken, they put me and Cheryl in the same room. I didn't mind cause her snoring doesn't bother me, and I know that I'm a peaceful sound sleeper. It was funny that they had decorated our old 'computer' room to resemble Ward & June Cleaver's house. (You know, from 'Leave It To Beaver'. One of the dumbest shows ever created- to show etiquette and manners n such.)
My sister had just returned off a mission from New York, so she was there, and super hyper. Apparently she had sent a box home at least once a month full of clothes, extra bars of soap, shampoo, and many toys, and then even more clothes. (I wonder where she got the money for all that dad? I wasn't allowed to send stuff home. I wonder why she was...) Joe and I started making fun of all her weird 'New York' clothes and she got all annoyed, then went crying to dad to try to get him to stop, but it was late, so luckily for us he was in bed. She sent a Lot of stuff home that she didn't need to.
We woke up late on Thanksgiving Thursday, only to have the urge to eat Pancakes, so I made some for myself, and then when everyone else saw what I was doing, they remembered how glorious they are, so they all wanted some too. My tummy liked them.
Our typical Feast didn't start until a bit later because my little brother Was going to come, but then opted out cause he already promised his in-laws they'd go there. So our family was going to wait for him to come over, but then he realized that he was going to binge once that day, and didn't want to do it twice, so he just backed out. And he didn't tell my family that until later in the day. AND my mom misjudged the cooking time on the turkey. Instead of cooking for 90 min, like my mom had thought, it really needed to be cooked for 150 minutes. But after all the food was on the table, we quickly dug in and continued eating until we were all over-full. It was good. I was so full that I didn't even have room to gorge myself on my favorite Pecan Pie. But I did have enough room to continually sample chocolate covered nuts all day and most of the night until I did work up enough free room in my stomach to eat many slices of pie.
The next day was just as full of exciting events. We got up pretty early (10:30am) and went to paint pottery at the local Color Me Mine store. It has become a family tradition for us in the last few years. It all started with me and my brothers wanting to 'Out-do' the girls, so instead of flowers and 'cute' things, we all did German Polka bands, Godzilla vs. Mothra, and then Greek Minotaurs chopping heads off. And every year the fun escalates from there. For some reason I've taken the longest every time we go. I don't know why; maybe I'm slower than them at it, but maybe good designs take longer. I've definitely crowned myself champion of the plate designs every year that I've done it.
On Saturday morning we went shooting. It was warmer than it is to go shooting in Boise, thats for sure. Its usually freezing cold in Boise, but here its only Cold. Its another family tradition to go shooting guns on Thanksgiving weekend. Its our way of honoring the 2nd Amendment to the Constitution I guess.
My Grandma came to visit.
We watched football on TV.
My sister spoke in Church.
Then we came home.
I was a little disappointed that my mom failed to bake freshly made Chocolate Chip Cookies for my arrival. I had specifically requested them be ready, no more than 20 minutes before my arrival. Apparently she got carried away making all other Thanksgiving feast items for the next day, so I let that one slide. We had arrived, after all, the day before the big day of feasting.
Another funny note, because everyone was staying with my parents, so they were tight on space, luckily they had two extra mattresses in the basement. I don't know the proper term for the size, but they were 3'x 6', single person size, and since every other room was taken, they put me and Cheryl in the same room. I didn't mind cause her snoring doesn't bother me, and I know that I'm a peaceful sound sleeper. It was funny that they had decorated our old 'computer' room to resemble Ward & June Cleaver's house. (You know, from 'Leave It To Beaver'. One of the dumbest shows ever created- to show etiquette and manners n such.)
My sister had just returned off a mission from New York, so she was there, and super hyper. Apparently she had sent a box home at least once a month full of clothes, extra bars of soap, shampoo, and many toys, and then even more clothes. (I wonder where she got the money for all that dad? I wasn't allowed to send stuff home. I wonder why she was...) Joe and I started making fun of all her weird 'New York' clothes and she got all annoyed, then went crying to dad to try to get him to stop, but it was late, so luckily for us he was in bed. She sent a Lot of stuff home that she didn't need to.
We woke up late on Thanksgiving Thursday, only to have the urge to eat Pancakes, so I made some for myself, and then when everyone else saw what I was doing, they remembered how glorious they are, so they all wanted some too. My tummy liked them.
Our typical Feast didn't start until a bit later because my little brother Was going to come, but then opted out cause he already promised his in-laws they'd go there. So our family was going to wait for him to come over, but then he realized that he was going to binge once that day, and didn't want to do it twice, so he just backed out. And he didn't tell my family that until later in the day. AND my mom misjudged the cooking time on the turkey. Instead of cooking for 90 min, like my mom had thought, it really needed to be cooked for 150 minutes. But after all the food was on the table, we quickly dug in and continued eating until we were all over-full. It was good. I was so full that I didn't even have room to gorge myself on my favorite Pecan Pie. But I did have enough room to continually sample chocolate covered nuts all day and most of the night until I did work up enough free room in my stomach to eat many slices of pie.
The next day was just as full of exciting events. We got up pretty early (10:30am) and went to paint pottery at the local Color Me Mine store. It has become a family tradition for us in the last few years. It all started with me and my brothers wanting to 'Out-do' the girls, so instead of flowers and 'cute' things, we all did German Polka bands, Godzilla vs. Mothra, and then Greek Minotaurs chopping heads off. And every year the fun escalates from there. For some reason I've taken the longest every time we go. I don't know why; maybe I'm slower than them at it, but maybe good designs take longer. I've definitely crowned myself champion of the plate designs every year that I've done it.
On Saturday morning we went shooting. It was warmer than it is to go shooting in Boise, thats for sure. Its usually freezing cold in Boise, but here its only Cold. Its another family tradition to go shooting guns on Thanksgiving weekend. Its our way of honoring the 2nd Amendment to the Constitution I guess.
My Grandma came to visit.
We watched football on TV.
My sister spoke in Church.
Then we came home.
Monday, November 3, 2008
'Proposition 8'
Only in California... Or should I say, Only in LA and San Fran (it seems). I'm sure I don't need to convince any of you reading this, but I still have something to say about it. People are being so ridiculous about it. They are acting like its a civil rights movement for crying out loud. Well, its NOT.
If Prop 8 passes, Nothing changes! If it doesn't pass, then the way I practice religion will come into question (government scrutiny more like). Government WILL encroach upon how I practice my religion as well as any 'traditional' religion. My church will be sued because of the beliefs that I've had since the beginning of Time. The clergy could then be sued for preaching from the Bible even. And I don't like that idea.
If it doesn't pass, then this state created institution will have to be defended by the state. And that is where all the weird stupid laws come into play which will complicate everyone's lives, especially more costs to all government offices (because of twice as much paper work for example), and I am not a fan of more laws. More laws seem like more paper to waist, which means more taxes for me, which means more headache for me, and I'll eventually get more parking and speeding tickets, which I Don't want!
And next, kids will be forced to hear about how your parent should be gay, and parents won't be able to control it (at the school level that is). Now there's tons of horror stories about how the state will pretty much indoctrinate the kids out there, and all those who oppose (mostly on tv) say that its NOT about kids, its about 'me' (speaking of themselves). They are all thinking only of themselves, and not the future of kids minds; lets face it when taught about that stuff that early, it 'changes' people, and could mess horribly with kids thinking. When kids are taught the 'right' thing at home, then the parents have power. But with every gay lesson the school has, it is an attempt to undermine the family.
Here is a link that I saw that was interesting, and described it pretty well.
http://www.protectmarriage.com/ballot/
But anyway. Its just my ranting opinion for now. No need to hate me for it (I don't think). Beth already told me that people are out to get me because I have an opinion on it, and that I should 'watch out'. But whatever. Its just 1 opinion.
If Prop 8 passes, Nothing changes! If it doesn't pass, then the way I practice religion will come into question (government scrutiny more like). Government WILL encroach upon how I practice my religion as well as any 'traditional' religion. My church will be sued because of the beliefs that I've had since the beginning of Time. The clergy could then be sued for preaching from the Bible even. And I don't like that idea.
If it doesn't pass, then this state created institution will have to be defended by the state. And that is where all the weird stupid laws come into play which will complicate everyone's lives, especially more costs to all government offices (because of twice as much paper work for example), and I am not a fan of more laws. More laws seem like more paper to waist, which means more taxes for me, which means more headache for me, and I'll eventually get more parking and speeding tickets, which I Don't want!
And next, kids will be forced to hear about how your parent should be gay, and parents won't be able to control it (at the school level that is). Now there's tons of horror stories about how the state will pretty much indoctrinate the kids out there, and all those who oppose (mostly on tv) say that its NOT about kids, its about 'me' (speaking of themselves). They are all thinking only of themselves, and not the future of kids minds; lets face it when taught about that stuff that early, it 'changes' people, and could mess horribly with kids thinking. When kids are taught the 'right' thing at home, then the parents have power. But with every gay lesson the school has, it is an attempt to undermine the family.
Here is a link that I saw that was interesting, and described it pretty well.
http://www.protectmarriage.com/ballot/
But anyway. Its just my ranting opinion for now. No need to hate me for it (I don't think). Beth already told me that people are out to get me because I have an opinion on it, and that I should 'watch out'. But whatever. Its just 1 opinion.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Second Quote of the Year
I honestly thought there would only be one quote of the year, but I was proven wrong last night....
[I was leaving the apartment to go running. Cheryl was just walking up the hallway]
"Oh Hi, are you leaving right now? Oh, can I borrow your credit Card? I have to run to the store in a minute."
[I was leaving the apartment to go running. Cheryl was just walking up the hallway]
"Oh Hi, are you leaving right now? Oh, can I borrow your credit Card? I have to run to the store in a minute."
Wedding Day - aka Party of the Century
So I wake up, and immediately need pancakes. Jeff didn't have the 'ingredients' for the best mix ever, so I decided to run over to Pelham and get my mix. On the way there I ran into the girl who does my hair, so I decided to get her to fix my hair up; cause after all, I was on my way to the party of the century later on today.
So back to Veteran for Pancakes. I made some, which were most excellent, and then Jeff made some, which I didn't exactly try, but I can not vouch for their quality. I can say that they were thicker than I've ever seen before, and I really think he was going for some sort of record with their size, and thickness. It was so 'Odd' when they weren't done cooking when he wanted them to be. They were so thick that when he forked into one batter came oozing out of the center just like a jelly donut. It was pretty odd. But hey, I'm happy that he loved it. Joe and Tiffany came over too for breakfast.
A bit later my brother Joe decided that one shower wasn't enough on the day of a party, so he started harassing me about taking another one. I assured him that 1 was enough per day, but then Jeff and Josh decided to start harassing me. So I was pretty much forced into bathing again. Which was annoying. Especially cause Josh was itching to try out some of his Submission holds on me if I resisted any longer than I did.
Later that day Cheryl met up at the temple with a few friends. it was nice. We got 'hitched'.
When leaving the temple we were surprised to see all the people outside waiting for us. It was all our families, and many wonderful friends. It was nice to see them all together. There was even a lady there taking pictures of us. She did great. You can see her stuff at http://ryelphotoblog.com/. (She has some pictures of us up, and our pies!) After a short group photo session, our friends and families parted and went to finish setting up at the Stake Center. We then finished our 1-on-1 photo session with Ryel. She marched us all over the temple grounds. It was nice cause she allowed me some 'artistic expression' on some of the shots. It thus captured the essence of the photo shoot. When walking up the front stairs of the Temple, Cheryl accidentially tripped over her long flowing dress, and ripped some of the front flowing dress part, from the snug torso part. In a panic I was sent inside and I asked for safety pins. After a long wait, the guys there found 2 pins for me, so I raced back out to the photo shoot. We mended the dress as best we could given No supplies and little time. but we made due with covering the slight rip with a beautifully plump bouquet of flowers, or the long sassy brown sash. While on the lawn, many cars on the street would honk at us, acknowledging that we were indeed the coolest people ever. I wanted to show my thanks, so I would wave to everyone that would honk at us.
From there we drove right over to the Stake center to assist in what we could. Our photo shoot took longer than we exptected (partly due to dress-rippage), but when we got there, it looked spectacular. It was just like walking into... Disneyland; except no weirdo's, less Disney paraphinalia, and we wern't selling crap, and no rides; but there were still kids everywhere. In the last two hours our families and friends had worked their magic to fix everything up, and in working order too! The lights were glowing sublimly. The lanterns were also lit, which was an added bonus, cause we didn't think they worked. The tables were all set and adorned with the Damask runners that Cheryl had made, crowned with beautiful fluffy autumnn colored flower arrangements that Trisha had assembled. Right as you entered the courtyard, you would come across the Sign-In table, and the Pie Table. Both looked very attractive. At the sign in table there was a huge bowl of hershy's miniture chocolates, re-wrapped with our own design, names, and the date on it. They were there to 'tide' you over until you made it to the actual food tables. Then the photo book that we made was there, filled with all the wonderful pictures that Tiffany had taken from our Engagement Photo session. There was plenty of blank area for everyone to sign in, along with our Martha Stewart Scrapbooking Pens for people to write with. Across the way was the Pie table, with heaping mounds of Pies on it. Oh the smell was wonderful, and the look of it was fantastic! Everybody was impressed. From there you would enter the more open courtyard area. The corner of the courtyard acted as a pedistal to the rest of the courtyard, so that is where Cheryl and I stood to greet people. It was spacious enough to contain many people so it wasn't uncomfortable standing there greeting everyone who came to our party. As you entered, you enjoyed the field of decorated tables, along with the beautiful atmosphere. Off to the right, in the back, was the heaping tables of Food and punch and water(I spilled quite a bit of punch for some reason. It was a little to slippery for my fingers I guess). It was delicious, and plentifyl, and was prepaired by Trisha's friend Linda. (Danny at work verified that Linda is a great cook, and good at doing weddings, and brings plenty of food, and boy was he right.) And again in the middle of the food table was a mountainous explosion of flowers in an arrangement. I'm really glad that Cheryl and I took the time to sit and eat some of the wonderful food.
And of course in the background, with the combined efforts: Britt & Steve put together a wonderful music Play-list for the occasion, and Jeff supplied the sound system, speakers, cables and all that technical stuff. He had some pretty good equipment, and they all came through for us.
Flowers, of course, were done by none other than Trisha, and they were gorgeous. I want to first say that when we were talking about flowers weeks before Our Big Party, my only requirements for my flower on my suit, was that it had to me Manly, and it had to scream 'I am tough and I won't take your crap', and it also had to have a sensitive side so that when Cheryl looked at it, she would see the sensitivity and softness, and beauty of it. And i also told her that it couldn't be 'cute', by anyones standards. And she did a fine job. I don't remember what kind of flower it was, but it didn't seem traditional, it did seem manly, and it fulfilled my requirments! It was great. It did however take three women to pin it on me becuase it was so 'tough' (ha ha ha, yes that was a play on words.) All the tables were centered with wonderful blossoming center pieces that Trisha and her shop did. I hope that someone took lots of pictures of them cause they were fabulous, and I definitely want to see them again.
Thanks again to everyone to helped us in every whay with our Big Day.
And thanks for coming, if you were able to make it.
So back to Veteran for Pancakes. I made some, which were most excellent, and then Jeff made some, which I didn't exactly try, but I can not vouch for their quality. I can say that they were thicker than I've ever seen before, and I really think he was going for some sort of record with their size, and thickness. It was so 'Odd' when they weren't done cooking when he wanted them to be. They were so thick that when he forked into one batter came oozing out of the center just like a jelly donut. It was pretty odd. But hey, I'm happy that he loved it. Joe and Tiffany came over too for breakfast.
A bit later my brother Joe decided that one shower wasn't enough on the day of a party, so he started harassing me about taking another one. I assured him that 1 was enough per day, but then Jeff and Josh decided to start harassing me. So I was pretty much forced into bathing again. Which was annoying. Especially cause Josh was itching to try out some of his Submission holds on me if I resisted any longer than I did.
Later that day Cheryl met up at the temple with a few friends. it was nice. We got 'hitched'.
When leaving the temple we were surprised to see all the people outside waiting for us. It was all our families, and many wonderful friends. It was nice to see them all together. There was even a lady there taking pictures of us. She did great. You can see her stuff at http://ryelphotoblog.com/. (She has some pictures of us up, and our pies!) After a short group photo session, our friends and families parted and went to finish setting up at the Stake Center. We then finished our 1-on-1 photo session with Ryel. She marched us all over the temple grounds. It was nice cause she allowed me some 'artistic expression' on some of the shots. It thus captured the essence of the photo shoot. When walking up the front stairs of the Temple, Cheryl accidentially tripped over her long flowing dress, and ripped some of the front flowing dress part, from the snug torso part. In a panic I was sent inside and I asked for safety pins. After a long wait, the guys there found 2 pins for me, so I raced back out to the photo shoot. We mended the dress as best we could given No supplies and little time. but we made due with covering the slight rip with a beautifully plump bouquet of flowers, or the long sassy brown sash. While on the lawn, many cars on the street would honk at us, acknowledging that we were indeed the coolest people ever. I wanted to show my thanks, so I would wave to everyone that would honk at us.
From there we drove right over to the Stake center to assist in what we could. Our photo shoot took longer than we exptected (partly due to dress-rippage), but when we got there, it looked spectacular. It was just like walking into... Disneyland; except no weirdo's, less Disney paraphinalia, and we wern't selling crap, and no rides; but there were still kids everywhere. In the last two hours our families and friends had worked their magic to fix everything up, and in working order too! The lights were glowing sublimly. The lanterns were also lit, which was an added bonus, cause we didn't think they worked. The tables were all set and adorned with the Damask runners that Cheryl had made, crowned with beautiful fluffy autumnn colored flower arrangements that Trisha had assembled. Right as you entered the courtyard, you would come across the Sign-In table, and the Pie Table. Both looked very attractive. At the sign in table there was a huge bowl of hershy's miniture chocolates, re-wrapped with our own design, names, and the date on it. They were there to 'tide' you over until you made it to the actual food tables. Then the photo book that we made was there, filled with all the wonderful pictures that Tiffany had taken from our Engagement Photo session. There was plenty of blank area for everyone to sign in, along with our Martha Stewart Scrapbooking Pens for people to write with. Across the way was the Pie table, with heaping mounds of Pies on it. Oh the smell was wonderful, and the look of it was fantastic! Everybody was impressed. From there you would enter the more open courtyard area. The corner of the courtyard acted as a pedistal to the rest of the courtyard, so that is where Cheryl and I stood to greet people. It was spacious enough to contain many people so it wasn't uncomfortable standing there greeting everyone who came to our party. As you entered, you enjoyed the field of decorated tables, along with the beautiful atmosphere. Off to the right, in the back, was the heaping tables of Food and punch and water(I spilled quite a bit of punch for some reason. It was a little to slippery for my fingers I guess). It was delicious, and plentifyl, and was prepaired by Trisha's friend Linda. (Danny at work verified that Linda is a great cook, and good at doing weddings, and brings plenty of food, and boy was he right.) And again in the middle of the food table was a mountainous explosion of flowers in an arrangement. I'm really glad that Cheryl and I took the time to sit and eat some of the wonderful food.
And of course in the background, with the combined efforts: Britt & Steve put together a wonderful music Play-list for the occasion, and Jeff supplied the sound system, speakers, cables and all that technical stuff. He had some pretty good equipment, and they all came through for us.
Flowers, of course, were done by none other than Trisha, and they were gorgeous. I want to first say that when we were talking about flowers weeks before Our Big Party, my only requirements for my flower on my suit, was that it had to me Manly, and it had to scream 'I am tough and I won't take your crap', and it also had to have a sensitive side so that when Cheryl looked at it, she would see the sensitivity and softness, and beauty of it. And i also told her that it couldn't be 'cute', by anyones standards. And she did a fine job. I don't remember what kind of flower it was, but it didn't seem traditional, it did seem manly, and it fulfilled my requirments! It was great. It did however take three women to pin it on me becuase it was so 'tough' (ha ha ha, yes that was a play on words.) All the tables were centered with wonderful blossoming center pieces that Trisha and her shop did. I hope that someone took lots of pictures of them cause they were fabulous, and I definitely want to see them again.
Thanks again to everyone to helped us in every whay with our Big Day.
And thanks for coming, if you were able to make it.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Party-Prep for the Party of the Century
On Thursday (the 9th) both my parents and Cheryl's parents came into town. To celebrate their meeting, we (I) decided that we all should go to BJ's, and that they should all partake of my most favorite BBQ Chicken Pizza, followed by the ever so scrumptious Pazookie. After that my parents left, and I stayed to help make cute little apple pies. We were making so many that we ran out of ingredients, so I ran to the store to fetch more. Unlucky for me, my car was still over at the temple apartments from when I picked the parents up, so I had to get 'exercise'! ugh. Making apple pies was fun, and laborsome. I think almost everyone working with them cut their fingers somehow. Cheryl was washing stuff and a knife jumped up and bit her finger pretty good (unfortunately, of course).
So I took last Friday off in order to prepare for 'the Party of the Century'. Lots of family was coming to town, and I had to help them coordinate the with the 'Set-Up' efforts. We had our day all mapped out, but nothing seemed to fit just right into our pre-suggested schedule, that we wanted it to fit into.
I had lots of running around to do, things to buy, stuff to pick up, and so on. I'd stop by Pelham to drop stuff off now and then. Around noon when I stopped there I was greeted by what seemed like a herd of kids all racing round the apartment. I froze as I entered, to analyze the situation. For a moment I thought that we were under invasion by an adorable little-person army. My fright only lasted a few moments until about 3 of them all started yelling 'Uncle Jim' all at the same time. I wanted to question each of them, as to how they knew me, but my schedule didn't allow for that. Luckily Cheryl explained. Cheryl's sisters and parents were hard at work making the coolest little pies ever (part of our party favors).
Later that day, as all our families were assembling, we planned to all meet at the Stake Center. Unfortunately I hadn't planned on the building being locked! I didn't plan on that at all. So a lot of us had to practice our patience for a while, while some of the smaller children started roaming randomly around the neighborhood. Fortunately my mom called me with an address of a member of the stake presidency, so Cheryl and I ran over to his house to plead our case, and ask for a key. So then the set-up procedure began.
Just as we finished setting up, we all marched over to El Cholo for dinner. It was a big sigh of relief knowing that the big and heavy, and timely parts of the set-up were done with. So I could then feast in peace. And boy was it good. I don't remember much of it, only that I didn't get enough refills, and I wanted ice cream afterwords.
So I took last Friday off in order to prepare for 'the Party of the Century'. Lots of family was coming to town, and I had to help them coordinate the with the 'Set-Up' efforts. We had our day all mapped out, but nothing seemed to fit just right into our pre-suggested schedule, that we wanted it to fit into.
I had lots of running around to do, things to buy, stuff to pick up, and so on. I'd stop by Pelham to drop stuff off now and then. Around noon when I stopped there I was greeted by what seemed like a herd of kids all racing round the apartment. I froze as I entered, to analyze the situation. For a moment I thought that we were under invasion by an adorable little-person army. My fright only lasted a few moments until about 3 of them all started yelling 'Uncle Jim' all at the same time. I wanted to question each of them, as to how they knew me, but my schedule didn't allow for that. Luckily Cheryl explained. Cheryl's sisters and parents were hard at work making the coolest little pies ever (part of our party favors).
Later that day, as all our families were assembling, we planned to all meet at the Stake Center. Unfortunately I hadn't planned on the building being locked! I didn't plan on that at all. So a lot of us had to practice our patience for a while, while some of the smaller children started roaming randomly around the neighborhood. Fortunately my mom called me with an address of a member of the stake presidency, so Cheryl and I ran over to his house to plead our case, and ask for a key. So then the set-up procedure began.
Just as we finished setting up, we all marched over to El Cholo for dinner. It was a big sigh of relief knowing that the big and heavy, and timely parts of the set-up were done with. So I could then feast in peace. And boy was it good. I don't remember much of it, only that I didn't get enough refills, and I wanted ice cream afterwords.
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