Conference Weekend...

Friday after work, my strong silent mysterious man and I went for a drive. The teenager was working late at the golf course.

And since it is only a short time until his birthday, of course we ended up at the Guitar Shop.
His favorite place to drule... they have walls of guitars.
Really fun for him to go play...
and try out all the cool guitars...
but not as fun for me, sitting there when the 17 year old (no offense to 17 year olds) blares up a bass at 150 million decibels right behind me. It might not have bothered me if he actually knew how to play a guitar, but he was just hitting strings... very annoying.

Luckily my man isn't easily annoyed...

so he was able to narrow it all down to one sweet guitar!

And somehow he thinks I should get this for his birthday?

I suppose I could put all the extra overtime he is working towards it, and he never spends money on himself (rarely) and he works so hard and provides for us. Hmmm... I just have a huge problem going and picking out your own birthday present.

Not that I would have a clue how to buy something like this for him. But it would be different if I said "honey, let's go look at guitars, I think I want to get you one for your birthday" instead of feeling like I was being wrangled into it. Hmmm... I have much more teaching to do at my house about birthdays.

Saturday was General Conference broadcast from SLC... so we watched both sessions.

Well, I thought we were doing pretty good, only to find the teenager and the dogs were not paying very close attention.

But it was a great Conference. I so appreciated the opportunity to sustain our new prophet President Thomas S. Monson. What a wonderful man, and I loved the words he had about his family and dear wife. It always makes me feel so special when I hear these men of such great honor talk so sweetly about their wives. Even though they are not refering to me, it is just super special to hear they have such kindness and love towards women. And it makes me feel very appreciated as a woman, weird how it works that way.

Sunday we watched both sessions of conference from home as well. If it were just me, I would prefer to get in my sunday dress and watch from the church, just to get that special feeling you get when you dress up. When Jacob and I were on our own, we drove to the church and watched from there, but only because we couldn't get it on TV.

But my favorite time watching was the year we got tickets to see it in person. I will never ever forget the feeling I had when President Hinckley walked into the conference center. It was awesome. I bet this conference was extra special sustaining a new prophet in person as well.

After the 2nd session we took the dogs for a walk and played some ball at the church baseball field with them. It was kind of weird not seeing any cars at our building. We usually have meetings until early in the evening. It was fun getting out of the house and playing, until Taylor ran off. She was just going over to see a near by dog, but my man wasn't very happy with her, and her cavalier attitude, running amuck. So everyone had to come home on their leashes... she always ruins all the fun for everyone else by not paying attention to the rules, and not minding.

Today I am really excited to get the broken windshield on the car fixed, a necessity for the teenager to take his drivers test in it.

We are getting close to having another driver in the house. Ugggg! I am still not ready!