I had a great weekend. It was fairly relaxed. Friday we took our 8 year old out to dinner while our 13 yr old was at the high school football game with friends. We were going to hit Costco but instead opted out after dinner and went home to hang out instead. I hate going to Costco. I'm going to rant for a moment.....
I think it is absolutely lame how Costco makes you pay for a membership to get in their store at all. Then, you have to show your card every time you go, just to get in the door. At the checkout, you have to show your card AGAIN just to buy what you want. THEN, at the door on your way out, you have to stop and show some clerk your RECEIPT so they can match it to the items in your cart to verify you didn't steal anything before you can leave. And I actually PAY THEM to have this distrust and inconvenient experience thrust on me every time I go in there. Unfortunately, they have a couple key items I buy just because they are much cheaper to me than going to a regular grocery store. I'm pathetic. I want to just grow some balls and boycott Costco altogether.
Saturday my daughter and I went with my mother-in-law to a fundraiser event that included a luncheon outside at these really nice gardens. They also held a fashion show while we ate, and it was fun. My daughter took my camera and shot over 200 photos of flowers, bugs, spider webs, etc. She's an artist too, and really good with a camera already at age 8. It'll be interesting to see if she does something with it professionally someday. That nite we went out to my husband's aunt's farm and had a kind of mini-family reunion which was great fun. The kids really enjoyed playing outside and found tons of fun things to keep themselves occupied for hours, without even thinking about TV, Playstation, radio, or anything electronic. I loved it because it's so pretty in the country. I wish I lived where I had a view like that each day. Makes me wanna paint cows.
Saturday nite my son mentioned he was going to church, and I told him I wasn't going, but he was welcome to go if he wanted...just wake me up if you decide to go so I can take you on time. He looked at me strangely but didn't say anything. Needless to say, we all slept in on Sunday and nobody mentioned it at all. I'm slightly surprised that nobody from the primary presidency called me to see if anything was amiss or find out why I didn't come. I also find it interesting nobody in my son's quorum ever calls him when he's been gone. Not even to tell him what the activity is this Wed. Of course they may not even have it planned yet, the way they do things last minute. It was my month to "float" in primary so I didn't leave anyone in a bind by not being there. Maybe the word got out in the last ward council. Who knows? Who cares?
Actually, I'm still a bit miffed that the RS president, my friend, knows about my questioning of the truthfulness of the gospel, yet she hasn't contacted me at all. I'm toying with the idea that it'd be fun to drop her an e-mail and ask her point blank why she didn't call me or e-mail me herself rather than sic the high priest group leader on me. Any thoughts? It may be me relishing the idea of a verbal sparring session...so maybe I'll just resist and resign myself to the truth: I don't have any close friends in the ward that really truly care.