The beginning of the week, I was in Dallas for three days at a leadership conference for TPC. While it was fun seeing all my old friends from all over the country, and being there for the new products and announcements, which is always a blast, I came home yesterday with a really sore throat. I went to Austin Regional Clinic today and my doctor asked me who I've been around that was sick. I told her about my conference. Bingo! That was the source of my germs. She told me I'm really contagious right not, so that's no fun. I'll be in exile in my own house. She said to drink a lot of liquids and sleep a lot, which is all I feel like doing anyway, with the exception of doing a little blog stalking. My viral infection will run its course and in the meantime, my throat is killing me. It's a bummer to have to pay $25 for a copayment to have your doc tell you there's nothing she can do for you. Oh well. It was worth it, just in case it could have been cured with antibiotics.
Here am I (five months pregnant), with Hannah, Kelly, Lindsey, and Christopher, walking out of the San Antonio temple after our new daughter was sealed to us for time and for all eternity during a special, sacred ceremony, this past Saturday afternoon. We were happy to have a wonderful group of guests in attendance with us, Kelly's two sisters, Debbie and Brenda, my sister, Julie, Kelly's mom and dad, my mom, my good friends Lorraine and Stewart, Carol and Rick, and one person from our ward, my buddy, Sue. Dinner later that night consisted of a feast at the Salt Lick in Driftwood, Texas, for some incredible pork ribs, cole slaw, and more. We strolled along the Riverwalk to show our visiting family members one of San Antonio's popular tourist spots. It was a beautiful, windy day, the Saturday following Thanksgiving, in San Antonio. We tried to find a corner with less wind to blow in our faces. More photos of the family. The family, strolling along th...
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