A Quiet Sunday

I woke up this morning to the sound of my mother's determined voice. She was disagreeing with my father on some issue that he was trying to explain to her.

I spoke to a voice on the phone before i spoke to Hero and then another.

I travelled less than 5 kms to go to church and and prepared a lesson in 15 mins.

I left shortly after i put the tablecloths away that make the room look just that more inviting. What a great idea some smartie had to put tablecloths on tables in classrooms.

It never was something usual for me to leave 10mins after class finishes.

I ate a 4:30pm lunch of spaghetti that was left over from dinner three days ago. I had cooked too much.

I fell asleep reading my scriptures and had a dream about living in San Francisco.

I went to a fireside and my friend from Chile understood what the speaker was saying.

I ate 2 beef empanadas cooked with onions, olives and spices, with my spanish family.

I left and now I am home. Gotta finish reading those scriptures.