I believe somewhere in January or February something crazy happened in our lives. We saw the movie, Pitch Perfect. And I now have the soundtrack, and we own the DVD. We could not get enough of this movie. Thank goodness Dan loves it as much as we do. Dan makes a face just like this one from the movie:
This was at Grandma's Easter gathering:
April included General Conference (which was mind-blowing for me. I stayed awake through every session and took notes. Blessed day!), and with conference, there was a mission reunion. We missed a lot of people, but it was still great to catch up with others we hadn't seen in forever. I was kind of lost without Sandy. Pathetic. But it was a fun time, for sure.
April also brought some bitter with its sweet. Tax Day. I was at work until 10:30 that night. Truth. And got a nice fat paycheck for my troubles! Some more sweetness came when Preston's mom and stepdad were able to get sealed in the St. George temple. We were grateful they got married so close so we could be there!
Almost all of Julie's siblings made it to support her, and what a CRAZY bunch they are! We went to bed super late every night of our "vacation" down to St. George.
The next day (Sunday), we went up to Salt Lake City, because Julie's sister, Janet, was "graduating" from MoTab. They do this whole big shindig with a synopsis of each graduating member, and you learn a little bit more about MoTab. So we watched Music and the Spoken Word beforehand, which was AWESOME. "Consider the Lilies," was perfect. Then the prophet came onstage while a tribute to the graduates was read. They were awarded a sweet plaque, and got to have their picture taken with Mack Wilburg and the Prophet. What neat experience! After it's all over, the choir sings to the graduates, "God Be With You Til We Meet Again," and everyone cries. Everyone. I cried because that song makes me think of my last Sunday in the Philippines when the Relief Society sang it to me. Talk about a bawl baby. There was a neat spirit there though. Pictures:
That next week, spring finally arrived. Thank goodness. I was about to start ripping my hair out with the cold, and the rain, and the snow. And all of a sudden, things were so pretty outside! Preston and I had to clean the church one Saturday morning, and I took these walking on the way home: