A new week.

Sigh.  Today Chris and I spoke in church.  In itself, this is not a bad thing.  For those of you who aren't familiar with LDSness, when you are asked to speak in Sacrament Meeting, it is normally for about 15 minutes, you are assigned a topic and then you are off.  It is quite normal to be asked to speak when you are new in a ward because they would like to get to know you better and it is quite a spiritual experience because of the growth that you experience normally while preparing your talk.  

Besides the fact that I am, in general, a very shy person who would prefer to sit behind my blog and type, talks are a blessing.  I get so stinking nervous, talking in front of all of those people.  Once I get past the knocking knees and sweaty palms, I am always glad that I didn't continue to dodge the Bishop in fear of the inevitable. :)  Today, Chris and I spoke about the things that we learned from the past 5 months.  It was a great time for reflection about the things that we took away from this trial and the things that we SHOULD have taken away from this trial.  The great things that came from this are that A. Our kids got to hear about some things that we had neglected to tell them about (I think just from us being really busy or really bad parents?) B. I feel like we know our ward a little better now and C. We ended up getting hooked up with the man that we ran into in the parking lot a few months ago.  Dinner this Sunday at our place. 

With all of the good things said, I am still glad that it is over.  I just stress a little too much about public speaking to not be glad that it is over. 

Side note:  See my new profile picture?  Thank you, Rachel!  Yes, my sweet little baby (who is growing up WAY to fast for me) took my picture in the middle of the chaos of bed time.  It doesn't look like kids were running around in the pre bedtime festivities, does it?  My budding photographer, Rachie Roo.  Can I call her that when she turns 11?