When I was little, we always liked Memorial Day. We were off of school number one, but we knew that once Memorial Day was here, it meant that we were going to go camping. We'd load up our big motor home with groceries, grab our Roller Racer and head to Mt. Charleston. Usually, it was just our family, but there were times when our cousins would come too. The weather was great--cool enough to escape Vegas early summers but still warm enough that we'd have to wear pants (our mom insisted, you know, in case we fell and scraped our knees. We always did anyway!). This Memorial Day was nothing like that, but it was nice anyhow.
Friday we unfortunately had to go to my dad's uncle's funeral for two reasons. One was obvious. No one likes to see the sadness of people who don't have our knowledge about what comes after this life and two was well, I had to play the violin. My dad was in charge of the whole thing--planning it, conducting. Shaun and I said prayers, Sloan and Shaun sang, I played the violin while the rest of the kids sang and then Chris had to speak. It was frightfully like it was a funeral for one of us was how involved we are were.
Afterward, we went straight to Shaun and Chris's performance as part of Full Scale (their a cappella group Shaun started and Chris joined just for that weekend) and as they sang with the Desert Chorale at Ham Hall. I remember playing there when I was younger as part of orchestras but it seemed a lot bigger to me then. Of course, this time it seemed a lot more packed with the hundreds of people who came to hear the patriotic concert. Ammon had to stand as they played the Army song which always is cool to think about. I don't think I ever thought I would marry someone in the military. Now, it's just a complete way of life. Shaun and Chris did an amazing job singing Danny Boy (one of President Hinckley's favorites, also Ammon's), America the Beautiful and Shaun's version of the Star-Spangled Banner. It was too cool. We ended the night by going to TGI Fridays with my mom, dad and Chris and Matthew got to bed about midnight. Long day, twenty minute nap and a late dinner. I'm surprised he was such a good boy!
Sunday's business was conducted as usual. You know, wake Matthew up early for a quick breakfast before church that starts at 9, have Matthew cry in nursery if he isn't the first one picked up, go home, eat and nap for three or four hours. It is always a day I look forward to because it's a day I can get away with napping!
Monday had some beautiful weather. I knew all those people who were planning parties, events and lake trips were in awe at the windless trees all around the valley. Chris and my dad spent the day trying to fix the TV and we were able to play games, barbecue and swim. a good weekend for a great upcoming summer!
2 comments:
You always amaze me with your writing. I love reading what you have to say because you are so good about how you write and also because you are my sis and I love you so much!!! ha Matthew is so cute and the one pic of him at the movie looks like the one I have a gav. We are seeing toy story 3 together.... love you so much sissy....
That pool brings back memories. Good times!! FYI Lana will be there on Sat.
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