The weeks leading up to our westward trek were crazy busy with record label deadlines. We had the whole child labor thing going on with everyone (including guests unfortunate enough to show up) involved in burning, labeling, packaging, etc. cds for promos. Then we were off. I *love* the mountains. It is always so nice to go home. We started off with a bang by stopping at Downeast Home on the afternoon of our arrival. We found a perfectly lovely duvet cover for Ella's room. It had been eluding us for months, but we found it. Speaking of elusive, we borrowed "The Scarlet Pimpernel" from my sister during our visit and I had forgotten how great it is. And speaking of shopping, I did a lot of it. I didn't mean to, but you really can dress for less at Ross. And I was looking for some religious art. It is spoken of often in conference talks, but Matthew and I are always looking for things that are different. I didn't find what I was looking for on our trip so I spent the other night looking for temple pictures online. It is amazing how lost one can get on the internet (people's blogs...)!
Sunday brought my first anecdote. I was at church nursing in the mother's lounge and in walked a woman with a chubby baby boy. I am quite partial so I asked about his birthday and so on. He was born a week before my baby, but was due after. "What is his name?" I inquired innocently. "Phineas, but we call him Phin." What!!?? Pardon me, madam, but that is my line! I went off on my tangent about searching for names that are not super common and she then said that she had had the same problem with her older daughter's name -- Isabella! Oh, it was funny! I must say that I was more amused than the other mother. We could probably be great friends since we obviously have the same taste. My father was right when he said that I would be cursing the world by using the name Phineas since by using it I would be assuring that it would be on the road to popularity and triteness in due order. Who would have thought?
We went to Lagoon while we were there and had such a great time! We even went back the next day, which I knew I would regret, but it turned out okay. The kids were so well behaved. No whining or complaining. They are game for anything and don't even need to stop to eat. My friend, Christine, met us the first day so that was really nice being with another adult.
I have to hurry since baby is waking up. We had a wonderful time seeing family and friends. I really think people who are there all the time take it for granted. Maybe not. I just know that I enjoy reconnecting so much. I went on a little tour of everyone's houses. Jake and Candis have an enchanting old house and she has made me want a parterre for my own front yard (two peach trees on the corners and a fountain, bliss). Paul and Rebecca have a new house with a backyard that is full of trees, backs up to a hill, and a creek flowing by -- very feng shui. Rachel and Chad have added on to their house and it is so amazing. I admire the vision that that takes. We spent quite a bit of time at Steve and Jill's playing with Max and the girls. And we LOVED being with my parents. They are always so hospitable. I am sure that we are annoying at times (we irritate myself!) and sometimes I feel like we are Pigpen walking around like human tornadoes, but they only make us feel lovable and amusing and I can only hope to help those around me feel as special as they make us feel.
Back to reality.