I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenck's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirl under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
~Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Spring Break

Remember when we all thought that the people Spring Breaking in St. George needed to just go home? Well, now I know why they do it. It's sooo warm! When we left, Logan still had 2 feet of snow on the ground and Sunny St. George was just that, Sunny St. George. We all decided it was time to get out to the sand dunes, which I haven't visited for years. It is so gorgeous out there. We definately can't wait to move back home. Until then, St. Georgians will just have to get used to one extra visitor driving on the roads!







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2 comments:

Elder Larkin said...

I'm glad you came to St. George for Spring Break. Otherwise we wouldn't have been able to see you. And I'm also happy that you have a blogspot. Now I can stock your blog!

March 20, 2008 at 1:40 PM  
kate said...

So true! Here I am sweating in this warm 75 degree weather! Jealous? :)

March 21, 2008 at 4:45 PM  

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