i have these moments, and today was one of them, that i realize that i like some of the people i work with. that i enjoy our conversations. that i'm excited to see them.

then when realizing this, i grow disappointed because i know that i am desperate to leave this place. so typical of me. to be bound and determined to leave and then right before leaving, friendships are formed.

nicely done, amanda.

this is one of those times that i remind myself that everything has a purpose.. even just something to learn. to make me better. because heaven knows i have plenty to learn and attitudes to change. and pride to smother.

i gave my talk this last sunday. it was lovely, and nice to be done with. it was based on 1 peter 5:8 -be sober, be vigilant and a talk by president packer called 'worthy music, worthy thoughts' or something like that. i think i did okay for myself.. since i hate being in front of people. i sat down when i was finished wondering if i had rushed through and what i had missed. it was enough. i loved having kj there, making funny faces at me while i was leading the music. it didn't even seem strange, as in times past, to have worlds colliding.

it was a jam-packed weekend. we went to kerry park, millionaires row, cupcake royale, this awesome water tower, double bluff, pickles.. i jammed a lot in. i was determined. we even got to have dinner at the inn's restaurant. 9 course meal, 3 hours long, and some of the best food i have ever consumed. i ran out of adjectives and the grin never left my face. and i may or may not have done happy food dances with my feet. we got out at 930 i walked contented down the middle of the street of langley because it was completely dead at that time. ha.

i read a couple books by jessica day george recently. princess of the midnight ball and (sequel) princess of glass. (retellings, i'm a sucker, what can i say...) 12 dancing princesses and cinderella. and i have to say, that this particular cinderella was particularly intriguing. i've read a lot of retellings of different stories. heck, i've written a few.. but it was certainly a twist that i hadn't yet considered.

i had a silly wednesday. concerned about kj and her overnighter at jfk. (oy) and knowing that soren had returned. and in some quick mathematics and a shift in the time space continuum, i got to talk to kj and soren. it fell straight back into old antics. the only difference is that soren can suddenly speak spanish. i'm excited to actually see the barker clan next month.

but now it's late, and we must both go to bed..