Was so happy to have him come in from the feeding and watering this evening and say well, that was a lot better! A blessing for sure. Yesterday we went to a horse show in the morning at Zephyr, where Sara and Patrick used to live and work; actually went a little earlier than planned because Sara came in early and asked if we could bring Jocee - who was still asleep as Sara left with the other girls. So - I took a quick shower and got dressed while Dad did the outside animal stuff and then went in and helped Joccee get dressed and brought her back out to the motor home to play while I fixed pancakes for breakfast (feeling adventurous...my first real cooking attempt since we've been here). Got all ready and served once Dad came back in and I was happy that both of them liked it. At that point we were out of time and had to leave for the show to get Jocee there in time for her class - a lead line class in which she got a blue ribbon (see picture). Then I found out that ALL of the lead line entrants get a blue ribbon:). But that's OK. Not with Payton though, who rode in a real class and got a 4th place ribbon - which was NOT blue:).
First day of the week (Monday) Dad went out with Patrick and spent much of the day being instructed as to the things to do. Was pretty worn out and got way too much sun. Got more on Tuesday but bought a long sleeved work shirt that helped a lot. His hat that he bought before the reunion helped too, so Wednesday at least he didn't get more sunburn...altho of course on Dad sunburn just looks like skin 3 shades darker. He was feeling the effects of it though, so am glad that today he seems much better.
Tuesday, Sara took Patrick early in the morning to his unit and then returned about 9:30 am. It is on the West side of the valley, a good ways from here. I helped the kids get breakfast when they awakened and got them dressed, etc. for the day and we did a few clean up jobs so things were in order when Sara returned. Dad and I left for SLC a while later (took Jocee with us but couldn't take all the girls because the Prius isn't quite big enough:) and managed to get Michael when he arrived; we practiced first, to make sure I would not get lost:) but then I dropped Dad off at the baggage pick up place and I went back to the park and wait. The plan was to get some lunch and then go to Sub Zero for ice cream in Provo...but, Jocee and Michael were both fast asleep when we got there plus we figured out it would be dinner time by the time we got back to Sara's, so we postponed Sub Zero for Wednesday. Managed to come up with a dinner, though I was very tired by then and don't remember now what it was. We pulled out the couch in the Motor home and Michael slept on it, although he preferred to use the larger bathroom space in Sara's for showering:).
Wednesday was an adventure...once we were all ready, we took Michael to Provo and stopped at Arby's for a sandwich before meeting Mary at Sub Zero. We had to be there early in order to have him at the MTC on time, so Mary actually came down and opened just for us...plus then made us ice cream. Are we special:)??? Anway, it was fun and we took some pictures - we were trying to get the streaming nitrogen to show up, but it really didn't which made me sad. Mary went with us to the MTC so that she could take a picture of us...they have quite a system. We pulled through the gate, had a sticker placed on our windshield and followed their directions to go to the end of the line (actually the beginning of the line) where we parked at the curb and were met by a "host" missionary who had been there for several weeks already (his assignment is to South Korea). He helped get Michael's luggage out and we chatted a bit and then another person, a lady who works at the MTC I am assuming who also greeted us, took pictures for us. We actually had several, but I misunderstood Mary who was getting rid of the ones I didn't like in the back seat as we were driving away...and so all I had left was a good one of Michael and us. But that is still a good one:)! We left Michael in the care of his host and drove away as he host led him off to get a nametag, find his room, and a long list of other things. It was a very simple and easy procedure and Michael looked quite happy. Christine sent me an e-mail he sent to them a couple of days later and it read as follows:
This is my third day in the MTC. I feels more like my third week. The food here is pretty good and it's all you can eat. The book store has just about everything you would ever need in a mission and the prices are excellent. So far I've done a lot of role playing and studying. The MTC feels like a school or military base. I like the MTC, but can't wait to leave it for the Mission Field. I will start sending letters soon explaining more about the MTC. The security of the computer's has a really interesting set up. I would like to learn more about how they work. Is the family doing alright?
Sincerely Elder Bullinger
Not sure what we did on Thursday and Friday, just trying to help out with stuff I guess. Saturday was the horse show at Zephyr, which went well until Sara discovered, late in the day as she was hoping to head home, that she had lost her truck key. Mary carried out to her the keys off the board in the mudroom in hopes that one of them would be the "extra" key - but the sad reality was that we never found an extra key, she had to put the horses in stalls at Zephyr for the night and the mom of one of her students brought her home at last. She had tried USAA to get a locksmisth to come, but they couldn't find anyone that would come that late. Mary had brought the girls somewhat earlier, so we had done a dinner of popcorn, milkshakes and watermelon and then had baths and they got ready for bed. Sara arrived on the tail end of the dinner stuff - but got her share.
Church was Sunday (I started this on Sunday, but had to finish this morning) - we all fit into the Prius, which was good, and someone at church handed Sara a bunch of keys they had found in a truck she and Patrick had sold to them. There was a Ford key there so we had hopes that maybe it would start her truck, still at Zephyr. Dad took it out there after Sacrament but she got a text finally saying that it did not. So sad. But, the locksmith was supposed to come at 3 pm, so they went back out there later. Of course, true to form, he actually got there at 4:30 pm. So - things ran late, but the blessing was that the truck, trailer and horses finally made it back here. So glad for that; sad for the $175 it cost to get the keys made, and the $60 for boarding the horses for the night.
Today is a new beginning...so I am off to begin:). Love you!!!!
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