Emilia and Mira got out at noon, so we had to be back to pick them up. I don't remember what I did during the afternoon, but that evening, I cooked up five pints of raspberry syrup and canned them. I'm so excited to try it out on pancakes and ice cream and such.
Tuesday morning, i woke up at 7 am and went to the hospital lab to have my glucose test done. I was there until 9:15 and my results came back normal. Phew. I don't have to do the 3-hour test! Woot!
I hurried home and made pancakes for breakfast to settle my stomach and then went to a meeting for the teacher appreciation committee at the school. I purposely didn't sign up to be on any committees this year and I signed up to help with fall class parties for each of the girls (2 Thanksgiving and 1 Christmas) because I knew I would be useless after the baby came. But a woman in my ward decided to sign up to do everything this year because her youngest is in kindergarten at the school. She is the room mom for 2 rooms, is on the PTA, is heading the teacher appreciation committee, and is a room helper for one of her kids. So she pretty much strong-armed everyone who goes to the park Wednesday mornings to be on her committee. I figure she at least knew the state I was in before she asked me to help, so it's her problem if I'm totally unhelpful after the new year.
I had my writing critique group in the afternoon. While my pages were being critiqued, I peeled 6 cups of peaches from the bags that Wilda gave me last Sunday. The group talked until school got out and then I had a friend come visit who moved out of the neighborhood two years ago. She stayed until 5pm and during the last part of her visit, I started making pie crust to use with all the peaches I'd peeled. Once I had the gluten-free pie dough in the fridge, I had to run to Walmart because I'd gotten an email earlier in the day saying the firefighters were in urgent need of certain items and if we wanted to contribute to drop the items off by 6:30. I texted a bunch of other ladies in my ward and my parents and five of us pitched in to get a bunch of stuff for the men and women fighting the wildfires. After I dropped that off, I cooked dinner and then I put the pie together and baked it. I haven't had a good peach pie since I stopped eating gluten, but I think i finally found a good recipe. This pie was heaven. I ate most of it myself (all but 3 pieces). Ha!
Steve and I also folded clothes after the kids were in bed that night. We watched another Jack Ryan and I repeal anything good I said about it. This episode had a fairly graphic sex scene which Steve tried to fast forward through, but it was very long and I wanted to burn it out of my mind for days afterward. It also had a woman nearly raped, and innocent children being ordered to death (though the people didn't follow through with the orders), and Jack Ryan was only in the show for maybe 15 minutes. We will not be watching that show again. It's frustrating that Steve and I can't find one television show that we both enjoy that is clean. How are we supposed to fold clothes TV-show makers? How?
I think I overdid it that day because Wednesday, I basically sat on the couch and hated everyone, especially myself. I could tell it was depression, so I tried to not be too hard on myself. It's just frustrating to go from such a productive day/person to someone who has a hard time caring whether they've showered recently or whether her kids rot their brains with non-stop electronics. On the up side, Steve and I finally found some names for this bebe that we both like. I didn't think it would happen, but I'm excited to narrow it down.
Thursday, Cecily slept in. She usually sleeps until at least 9am, but she didn't get up until almost 10 that morning. While she slept in, I cleaned my whole kitchen (everything but mopping the floors) and put ribs in the crockpot for dinner. After Cecily was up and fed, we went to my parents' house to do family history. My mom kindly made us a yummy lunch again and while Cecily was in school, I went shopping. I made knoephla and green beans to go with our ribs and man, was that a tasty dinner. And I got to work on my writing after the kids were in bed, so it was a great day for me.
I decided Friday morning that Cecily and I needed some bonding time, so we built stuff with legos after she woke up until it was time to take her to school. I helped her put together this dragon, which was an altered version of a dragon they'd gotten a while ago.
I worked most of the afternoon on writing and we had tons of leftovers, so the girls and i ate those for dinner. We were supposed to meet Steve at a park in Orem at 6:30 where the kids could play and Steve and I could play frisbee golf as our "date." But right as I was about to reach the park, I got a call from Steve. He had somehow run the side of our car into a light pole in his work parking lot (the sun blinded him to it, he says) and I had to research tow trucks (Steve doesn't have wireless internet on his phone) and then go pick him up. We let the kids have ice cream that night and I ate the last of my pie in consolation for missing out on the fun evening we'd planned.
Saturday, I found this in Cecily's backpack. It's a bus she made in kindergarten and it's even cuter if you can see the people she drew on the window squares.
I got to help my parents reorganize their garage for most of the day on Saturday, but they took me and Ben out to lunch at Culver's so that made us even. :) Steve cleaned the church again, then mowed the lawn, and then brought the kids over after lunch and helped with some of the heavy lifting. When we got home, I needed to make a side to take to the brisket dinner the Elder's Quorum was putting on at the church. Steve wanted jalapeno cheese cornbread, so I made a 9x13 gluten free version. Then we showered and got ready. As we were leaving, Steve somehow broke the handle on the cake pan and dropped the entire pan down our steps. It splatted very nicely right behind our front door. *sigh* Today, he managed to cut his finger on regular sewing thread and drop a container of sour cream out of the fridge which opened and got all over the kitchen floor. It was not his weekend.
Today we got to hear from an apostle, Elder Bednar, in a special stake conference. I loved his wife's message: ways we can find Christ in our everyday lives; our stake president's message: don't get complacent in our discipleship; and Elder Bednar's message: listen to your stake president--he holds the priesthood keys to receive revelation for our part of the world. He reiterated what the stake president said with examples from his travels around the world. It was very uplifting and made me want to make an action plan to follow through on the council given. I will have to work on that during my scripture study tomorrow.
All-in-all a pretty good week, don't you think?
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