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  • Mission call arrived (FINALLY) and I am going to Virginia Richmond Mission, English speaking
  • I leave Dec. 15th, my farewell is Nov. 28th here at home
  • We have been pressing apples today and making apple cider! yummmm! Really fun. Company was great too... :)
  • The knee is feeling strong and healthy. Had a little scare, thought I pulled stitches or something few weekends ago hiking in Moab but it's feeling great once more! Yes!
  • Jay and Nicole will know the gender of their baby next Wednesday and I'm thinking...Boy
  • Found the coolest scripture in, of all places, Isaiah. (See Isaiah 43:1-5)
  • My brother David moved to Pennsylvania. Out of the blue. Like the old country western song.
  • I'm kind of looking forward to shopping for my mission. I'm not a big shopper but I think it'll be pretty fun.
 Today was a perfect example of October. The sun played with us! It shined and then hid like it was playing hide and go seek with us! I think it had way more fun then we did, so unfair. But we pressed dozens of coolers full of apples and made 60 plus jugs of apple cider. We had a nice lunch of chili and bread (Mmm!) and got a lot done. I'm grateful for good activities that bring families and friends together to enjoy a productive Saturday. Life is good.

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Kimba said…
Congrats on your mission call! That is so exciting! I'm so happy for you! You will do great!
October 10, 2010 at 10:16 AM
Unknown said…
Wow! Congrats on the mission call, girl. That's so exciting. :) Also, love your blog!
October 25, 2010 at 9:02 AM
Melissa Elizabeth said…
Thanks to both of you! I'm really excited!
October 28, 2010 at 12:26 PM
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