our saturday morning.

i was reading the other day through one of my old journals. i love being able to flip through my former train of thoughts. my former self in what ever was the number one thing on my own mind years/months/days ago. while doing so, i read something that i'd forgotten about. before i begin a new journal, i find a quote, phrase, or painting that describes my life at that particular time and i glue it, tape it, or write it on the cover page of my journal. for this particular time frame i specifically wrote:

God gave us memories
that we might have june roses
in the december of our lives .

-Jamie Barrie

how true it is. this past month i'd been yearning to hear words that spoke here. right here to my heart. and this morning as i sat there cuddled in my pjs with my eternal love and listened to such inspired words, i knew the Lord was ever so aware of the very intricate details of my life. that i would need these words to snap me out of the december and launch me into the beautiful spring (and then june) of my life.
i love spring.

i love general conference.
i love being reminded.

reminded
of beautifully
important things.

after the 2nd session, onto our bi-annual all exclusive ladies night! so i grabbed micah man and we ventured off to see just how far we could stroll until the puffy gray clouds of rain caught up.

while on our stroll, i noticed two things: dag, i need a new bra (these ladies do NOT take jumping up and down too well---nursing sports bras? do those even exist? and...what the itchidge!?!--not used to this at.all--says the once-extremely-flat-chested ex-long distance runner) AAAAND i am so out.of.shape! it was quite sad really.suckin wind como loca.

BUT ...all in all a fun little stroll.

picked up some daffodils for the ladies (micah's choice). wondered how bizarre it would be for any foreigner visiting utah at precisely 5:45 pm. (what the influx of suited men walking in the same direction?!on a saturday!? and nothing but ladies, ladies, and ladies w/ babies everywhere from 6-8pm?! really, i cant help but smirk when i occasionally spot the ONE guy who braves the stares as he dines his lady at such a time as this;)...only in pa-row-voh!). sighhhh. and... we made it.

late as usual, but we arrived and enjoyed moments like these:

• arriving and witnessing the waiter man strategically attempt to shift us to the back "for the noise...i mean the babies."
• pic 3 -beautiful little miss isla marie. she reads to him and he loves
• finally being surrounded by such pillar of women. refreshing.i love my girls!
  
• watching little mr. kam bams, micah man , and isla decorate the floor w/ food (little sneakies!)
  
• and lastly, (pic 4) the generous offers to have our pics taken by every waiter in the house. ;) ladies, we still got it!

well needed day to treasure.let the spiritual feast continue.i heart general conference weekends.