So about a month ago Aaron entered into the lottery to get tickets to the
MOTAB Christmas concert. He entered like 8-10 different people and we ended up with tickets for Sunday morning (our last choice) but we were still excited to go. So as it turns out getting a seat at this concert is worse than General Conference (sad, but true). All the seats were full, Aaron and I got moved to the floor on the very far side so we couldn't see the stage but we were
at least inside. They were turning people away, it was sad. So after the concert President
Hinckley,
Monson, and
Eyring are leaving and they are literally within my grasp. I have never been that close to the prophet. I was so excited. Not that I would have dreamed of actually trying to touch him-you should have seen the security on that man and they were not messing around. I never notice them really but they are hard core. President
Monson said good night to us and Aaron yelled goodnight back, then realizing that it was actually 11:30 in the morning. He was like, "goodnight, that was the best you could come up with Pierson." It was an amazing concert.
This is me, Aaron, Spencer, and Rachelle.
We also finished our Christmas shopping this weekend!! Yea!! We can't wait to open presents with everyone. My family gets here on Thursday, we are so excited. I talked to my sister Tricia yesterday and she told me that my niece,
Maili, is obsessed with baby Jesus in the Nativity. They have 4 nativity sets and she has hidden the baby Jesus from all 4, my sister has torn the house apart and can't find them anywhere.
Maili took them "into the cave" and they are nowhere to be found.
Last night we went to dinner with our friends at Cafe Rio. So I love Cafe Rio and
couldn't decide what to get so I got two meals. It kept messing up the line because the workers kept passing me after my first meal and I was like no, wait, they're both mine. When I checked out the guy was like you must be very hungry. There's just too much good food there. (If only I had pregnancy to blame, alas, this is my normal behavior :)
This is me, Aaron, Spencer, and Rachelle.
2 comments:
Your turn will come soon enough, but honestly, it's a very small part of the pregnancy you can blame it on anyways. Last night I was making the hash browns and Adam made the omelets and I finished before he did, so I kept picking at the hash browns and he really got on me about it. I insisted that I was five months pregnant and eating for two, but he would have none of it. What are you gonna do? (I kept picking when his back was turned. :))
You are MY kind of girl at Cafe Rio. Or any other eating establishment, if you will. Luckily with this pregnancy the doctor really WANTS me to gain weight. Twist my arm... :)
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