General Conference

The LDS General Conference was this last weekend and it was awesome! Lots of great messages. One of my favorites has to be this talk by Elder Richard G. Scott. Definitely shows what we should be looking for in a future spouse and it gives me hope in the opposite gender. It reinforced talks in church a couple of weeks ago given by a couple on marriage/relationships in general about how we should be with others. I can't wait to have a relationship like Elder Scott's with his wife.

I almost freaked out because I thought I had lost Gir. I had used him last night and thought that I had left him in a specific spot but as I was looking for Gir this afternoon, I couldn't find him where I thought he was. It took me almost 20 minutes to realize that he was on my desk in my room. I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't found him. Especially since I go no where without Gir and I have a busy day with institute and going to the library at some point to replace the card I had for 10 years and some how lost (I'm seeing a theme here over the last couple of days), among a million other things, and I'm going to need him. I thought I had left Gir in the car when I was driving yesterday and would have to wait to search it since the car I drove yesterday is my dad's and he was on his way home. But I found him and all's well.

When I was charging Gir (he was almost dead when I found him), I had iTunes going and on shuffle when a song came on that I didn't recognize (which isn't really too rare an occurrence since there's 16.34GB of music in my library). I looked to see who it was to see a band I don't remember putting onto iTunes. I'm still not sure about how I feel about Night Ranger, so I'm gonna have to listen to them some more and get a better opinion of them. It was really random.

So a couple of years ago, I decided to take on a huge project: Fix the quilt my grandmother put together 23+ years ago but stopped for the longest time. What got me back to working on it is a friend of mine is putting together a quilt of her own and I went down to her place last week to help her piece some of it together. We got a couple of rows done in about an hour or two, which was nice, and it was done a lot faster with the two of us than it would have been if it was just her. The picture only shows a very small fraction of the ripping that's happened to the poor blanket over the years. I've taken about three of the patches out and replaced them with denim from a pair of pants that I turned into cutoff shorts and there's another 3-5 patches that I still need to take out since they're beyond repair. That quilt's been to a lot of places (everywhere we've been since it was put together) and most of the time it was the blanket we took outside to sit or lay down on (obviously, by the picture). There were plenty of times where I used it on my bed in the winter to add to the collection of blankets I need to keep warm at night. It's definitely a well loved quilt, though, otherwise it wouldn't be in need of so much work. I just wish that the holes were taken care of as they showed up so there wouldn't be need for me to fix a ton of problems now. At least all the sewing is giving me something to do when I'm bored.