A Week Long Marathon

Well this week has been a blur really. After having tons of pages of reading, two papers due and working at the Cannon Center, I hardly made it to the weekend. It kicked off with going to a barbeque, which was actually scheduled for next Friday. So Owen and I made some Italian sausage in a spaghetti sauce that was halfway decent actually. Then we went and got Quantum of Solace for free from Redbox. It was really good. We’re still trying to figure out how the title fit into everything. After chatting with the honeys for awhile, I came home and went to bed, only to be awakened at 5:15 by the alarm clock.

At six we left to volunteer at the Utah Valley Marathon. We were at station number sixteen which is apparently the halfway point. It was fun. We got to cheer the runners on. Keep Going. Good Job. My hands hurt afterwards though. A friend from the mission was running. Bryan Brockbank surprised me when he came running by. His parents showed up five minutes after he came by and I recognized them from the photos he had shown me on the mission. Steven King, former Ward Prayer coordinator also ran in the race. He had a big contingent following him. There were people filming the race and people with signs. They even recruited us the “non-partial” judges to wear Burger “Steven” King crowns on his behalf. It was a lot of fun. Then I came back and did laundry and went to work, which consisted of me reading because nobody comes to the Cannon Center on Saturday. Then more reading when I came home. Good news: I finished the last of my readings for the Semester. Yay!



Sunday came early as well. Church at nine in the morning…well actually 9:15 because somebody forgot about the Sacrament. A Russian spoke through a translator. That was pretty cool. Quote of the Day by Owen----“Wouldn’t be cool if Emily Ahn had a sister named Carrie?” (Our closing hymn was entitled “Carry On”) Then we came home and made stuffing meatloaf. It was surprisingly good.




Then some conversation and a phone call with the parents. They’re excited for me to come home. Then dinner. Sam made spaghetti. It was way good. Just way too much pasta, and not enough sauce. Ward prayer followed. No candy basket from the Bishop’s Wife again. Then I decided to update my blog. So I guess the point of this post is that the week has been a busy one. It all caught up with me in Sunday School as you can see from the picture below.



P.S. I am now addicted to this song. It's really great.