After the very-early-morning BYU pseudo-victory over Utah State (I can’t call a 6-3 field-goal-disaster, potentially-quarterback-injuring game an all-out victory), Jason and I got up super early on Saturday to accomplish Many Big and Important Things in anticipation of my family’s arrival that evening.
We went down to IKEA, where we picked up four MARTINs, two JEFFs, an OLUNDA, a package of BUMERANGs, four VIKA ADILs, a FJÄDRAR, and a BJORHLOKA (a.k.a. four kitchen chairs, two folding chairs, a Matisse print, some wooden coathangers, four black table legs, and a throw pillow + sham). We were sorely tempted by the FROST, but resisted.
We got home just in time for the first session of General Conference, during which we ate deliwiches and built the MARTINs and gasped collectively with the rest of Mormondom re: revised missionary age limits. In between sessions, I made bechemel sauce and constructed a lasagna while Jason cleaned. We also hung the new print, which I think ups the ante in our hallway.
The fam hit traffic on 495, so they arrived at our place around 7:45 PM. The boys and Dad changed for the Priesthood Session and headed over with Jason. My mom and I stayed home, ate a leisurely dinner, and ate chocolate chip cookies on our new couch.
The next day, we woke up sufficiently early to shuttle six people through our shower, then drove down to Leonardtown by way of the Jefferson Memorial.
The weirdest thing about having my family in town is that my brothers have grown. It’s been fourteen months since I last saw them, in which time they’ve both gotten tall and manly looking and have low voices. Grant especially looks really different to me (in a good way), and it is mind-boggling that Adam will be a licensed driver/dater in less than a month. I seek comfort in still being the tallest Pullan daughter.
We watched the Sunday sessions of General Conference down in Maryland with Mark and Amy and their fam, taking a break between sessions for sandwiches and a walk down to the bay.
On the way back, Scout the dog started tracking something in the woods, which turned out to be a mole. He caught it, and my cousin rescued it. Moles are gross looking little creatures. Current wildlife report: one crab and one mole.
We returned home late after a great dinner and pleasant evening with the fam.