Relief Society Retreat:
So, my old bishop, Bishop Whitman, is an amazing man. I have been so lucky since I have moved up here to move into a very tight nit ward with nothing but awe-inspiring bishops. Bishop Whitman has a cabin up in Park City and its grandiose nature is worthy of a little drool. It is amazing. He kindly let us use it again this year for our annual Relief Society retreat and yet again it was another huge success. We always have phenomenal speakers and this year was an older woman...(can't remember her name, but lets just remember that she rocked my literal and figurative world). She talked about being proactive and I loved every second of it. We partied all night, ate WAY too much but nonetheless delish food and I'm pretty sure I freaked all my other sister christians out several times. All in all, a great trip.
Me and the big Whit-man, He is amazing and the fact that all of his sons are married is just another verification that the only way of me succeeding in this life is to quit school and become his cook. That's the only way for me to be in this family and by cracky I'll do it! Oh, and this man does the Iron Man each year....yeah, your self-esteem is shot? Mine too.