I had a few things to do that week that Kaitie was recovering from her surgery. On Wednesday, I had to stop in for a minute and have a visit with the oral surgeon. Yay. Remember when I wrote awhile back that I had to go to the dentist? Well, I left there with nice clean teeth, and a referral. I had a spot in my mouth that was driving me crazy...a little bump that wasn't a canker, that I kept biting. My dentist told me I would need to have it removed. So now I do have one place I would rather be less than the dentist...the oral surgeon. That particular visit, was so brief. He looked at it, and told me to schedule an appointment to have it taken out. I had hoped we could just get it over with that day. Oh well...
Once I did have my appointment a few days later it wasn't a huge deal. It only took a few minutes to get that annoying thing lasered out, once I was settled in. Settled in is kind of a funny word for it. I don't know the word to use for that stiff, white knuckle type of sitting. You hate it, but you don't really want to leave because you will be glad to have it done. My mind is drawing a blank for just the right word.
The assistant put sunglasses on me. That was to be expected, but then she covered my face down to my nose with a cloth. They covered me up to my mouth too, so basically they were only dealing with my mouth. That is not pleasant. The doctor said I should be glad that I didn't live in any far away country where I would have to wear a burka. Yes I am very glad of that. But, if I had been able to speak, while he worked on my mouth I might have mentioned that I think with a burka, your eyes are not covered!
When he was finished, he stitched the spot, and then took the stitches out. He said that it would heal in a better shape if it was left open. It has been funny having a black hole in my mouth this week, but it is getting better and better. It is a relief having that stupid bump gone.
I feel guilty for how much I wasn't looking forward to the other event coming up during that week. It was a camp out with the church girls. I was in charge of an overnight activity with the girls, to prepare for their summer camp. We didn't have to have an overnight, but I got pressured into it. We needed to do some outdoor cooking, and I had expressed my preference to just do a dinner or breakfast to satisfy the requirement. I thought we had it settled, and then one of the other women brought up the idea to do it overnight....and she did that in front of the girls. I caved, because I didn't want the girls to think I was the BORING adult. I do love all the girls. I just didn't want to make a big production out of this cooking requirement.
We did do the most convenient campout ever. It was in the backyard of an awesome couple who have quite a bit of nice space to play in, and who love this type of activity. They did so much to make this activity work. It is a good thing, because no matter where I looked, I couldn't find my enthusiasm.
One of the adult women who said she would come and set up a tent, wasn't able to come after all. And another of the adult women who said she would come and do a craft wasn't able to come after all. I started whining like a big baby at home. What did Jeff do? Everything he could! He forgot to study up on his psychology, and know that it wasn't a good idea to reward my bad behavior. He let it slip his mind that it isn't right to let someone get what they want when they are being immature about it. Basically, he rode in on a white horse....
Jeff went to the activity before me, and set up a tent. He actually set up my cot, and rolled out my sleeping bag. Are you embarrassed for me? I did go buy all the food and get ready to do the cooking stuff. He hauled it all for me though. I was so grateful. He even let Riley help him set up the tent.
I took this picture with my phone, so it isn't amazing, but you get the idea.
The girls were supposed to cook with two different methods, so I thought we would do sticks at night, and Dutch oven in the morning.
Again, with the phone picture. By this time, I was starting to relax and enjoy myself. Jeff had spoiled me by doing a lot of the work. The girls were enjoying making hot dogs. The past couple of years, when I have done cooking outdoors with the girls, I have tried to think outside the box. We made foil fajita dinners last year that I thought were fantastic. The girls however, weren't as thrilled. They just wanted good old hot dogs and marshmallows. This year, that is exactly what they got.
We were also going to work on a song for a camp performance, and the lap top that was supposed to arrive did not arrive. I wondered if the girls would feel the lack of productiveness in this activity. I think they actually liked it. They played with fire for hours! They went through a huge pile of wood, just breaking it and stacking it. Breaking, stacking, breaking...stacking. The fire was continuously huge. Then one girl made a smoke stick, and soon had cool smoke rings floating above her head. That caught on quickly, and they were fascinated with that for a long time.
The phone doesn't do really well with night pictures, as you can see. But they sat like this making smoke rings with sticks for quite awhile. They are all so cute!!
We didn't go in the tents to try and sleep until 2:00. Even then, sleep was not what really took place. As if anyone thought it would!
In the morning, it was hard to get everyone up. They all helped make the giant cinnamon roll in the Dutch oven. Too bad I didn't snap a picture of that! It turned out well.
Jeff returned with Riley nice and early to get our stuff taken down, and taken home. Me, and my two hours of sleep would have died without him. We had to get going pretty early, because Emilee and Riley had dance pictures all day.
Okay, they didn't really have pictures all day, but it seemed like it. Emilee has three classes, and Riley has one, so I had to go to the dance studio for four different classes. Jeff and I even went to a baptism in between the dance pictures. It was a really nice one...totally worth it!
I wish Emilee would let me post her pictures here. I am strictly forbidden from doing that this time. Sad, but true. Maybe I will be able to get one in when they have the real recital. I wonder what I will have to do for her to make that happen. Here's Riley anyway!
After the crazy day was over, what did Jeff want to do? He wanted to go see Star Trek. I wasn't excited, but how could I say no? He had done everything I needed and then some. Star Trek had been out for a whole week, and he hadn't been able to get there yet. (I told Emilee it was as if Twilight had been out for a week, and everyone but her had seen it.)
Anyway, I thought I might fall asleep during it, because I was so tired, but it was actually a good movie. I'm not the Star Trek fan around here, but I stayed awake and enjoyed it too.
I would normally have just slept in the next morning, but I was substituting in Relief Society. (That means I was teaching a Sunday class for the adult women.) I love teaching, so that in itself was not a problem. I just found the lesson to be a little difficult, and I wanted to make sure and get it right. I had been reading it, and trying to figure out what to do with it all week. I was still trying to fine tune it on Sunday morning. I think it went okay. After I teach a lesson though, I think of everything I SHOULD have said later on....
Well, that is enough of my eyes looking backward now. I have to go forward. I have been trying to plan my summer, and have plenty to do with that. Real camp is coming, there are a couple of other minor trips I want to take, and the big event of course is Ryan and Brittany's wedding. That ought to keep our summer busy enough!
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