Maybe Someday...

... I'll be more embarrassed by this kind of stuff and stop posting it ;)

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It's November!

Yes, yes, I'm a big slacker.

So, October was a good month. I am loving school. It easily and quickly felt like home again long ago.

Here's a small summary of what we have been up to.

We made our traditional bi-annual trek down to my Aunt Christine's for General Conference! It was a blast, as always. My Aunt Christine always treat us so much better than we deserve and she constantly reaffirms to me how wonderful a lady she is! The talks at Conference definitely prompted a lot of thought and gave me things to work on.

Here is Zach and Sara. Zach didn't think that Sara wanted to be seen with him... he had a pretty grody mustache at the time. (19 more days until they get hitched)!

My beautiful roomies.

L to R: Kaylie, Anny, Sara.

Our crew, right before going into the conference center for the Sunday afternoon session. Sidenote: that was the session where Elder Holland gave his going-down-in-history testimony and talk on the Book of Mormon. We were so lucky to be in that session and truly feel the strength of his feelings and knowledge.

The day after we got home from General Conference, we had the privilege to wake up to this. It melted by the afternoon and we have only had one additional snow-stick since then.

On October 13, Elder Dallin H. Oaks gave the devotional here at BYU-I! He spoke about religious freedom. It was pretty intense. It made the news all over the place. If you haven't read it, I would recommend it. Sara and I were able to get tickets to attend the devotional. We were able to sit in the same room with apostles of the Lord while they gave incredible testimonies. And they weren't just heartfelt and testimony-building talks (though they were these things, too), but they were powerful, truthful, and blunt talks.

Sara's cute Halloween cookies.

We participated in a huge stake service project. We pulled weeds and painted fences. We were rocking awesome weed-pickers.

The stake provided us with styrofoam cups to put our paint in. For brushes, we used the gloves they provided us with to pull weeds. It made for an interesting service project. The paint was eating through the cups so quickly. I ended up with 3 stacked cups, and it eventually ate through all of them.

P.S. The weeds were pokey.