New Calling

Today was my first day in my new calling as First Counselor in the Young Women's in my ward. It is a scary and exciting calling all at once. None of my previous callings have entailed this much responsibility, so that is daunting, but neither have any of my callings had this much potential for fun.

Our ward's Young Women's is very small. Most of the girls are inactive, so that presents a challenge. Only three girls were there today, so there were more leaders than girls. This is a big change from when I was growing up. We always had quite a few girls that came to church each week.

I think another challenge will be my schedule. We have set schedules now at work, and I set it up before I knew about this calling, so I work every Wednesday, which is Mutual night. I need to figure out if there is any way to tweak my schedule, so I don't have to worry about it. As is, I can probably go every other week; I will just have to make sure that I stay on top of my charting and work load. I always felt more respect and appreciation for my leaders who regularly came to activities, so I want to be that type of leader. I really want to be one of those leaders that is a good example and friend, someone they can come to when they need to talk. I had so many good leaders growing that I want to give back to the next generation. That last sentence just made me feel old, but such is life. J

This week's activity is a hike, so I am excited for that.

Riding Free

Kevin's dad recently bought a motorcycle, and Kevin has been bugging me about going on a ride with him since before the motorcycle was purchased. As I have a bit of a scaredy-cat nature, I just kept telling him no. I had also seen victims of motorcycle accidents during my clinicals at the U of U neuro floor, and I knew I didn't want to end up like that. However, on Sunday he told me we were going to ride his dad's motorcycle, and he didn't really give me a choice. I'm glad he didn't.

Even as we were getting on it, I was still nervous, and I remained that way for a while, but then I started to relax and realized that I was having fun. We went on a fairly long ride, which took us to Daybreak, and then out to Copperton. The only part of the trip that was not fun was the fact that every time we went about 35 mph, the wind would catch my helmet visor, and I would feel like I was going to blow off. My face also felt very exfoliated by the wind, and my but was completely numb by the time that we were done.

I have never been all the way into Daybreak, so it was fun to see all of the houses. It seemed like we had gone back East because they seemed to be like "back-in-the-day" type of houses, except you could tell they were new. Much better than the same boring vinyl siding split level houses that seem to dominate Utah. However, despite how cute the houses were, I don't think I could live out there because the houses are too close together and have tiny yards. When I upgrade to my next house, I would like more acreage, perhaps even enough for a goat. J

In contrast, it was fun to see the houses in Copperton because they truly were old. Most of them looked like they were from the 50's or 60's, and they had a lot of character. One house even had a historical site plaque on it. I also loved the park there, it had huge trees and just looked like a nice place to relax. I like the look of Copperton because it reminds me of Kamas, but it is much closer to Salt Lake and the conveniences that holds. When we were looking at houses, we almost looked at one in Copperton, but the previous owners of our house decided that they were in fact going to sell their house.

In all, the trip was fun, and I am looking forward to the next time that we decide to go for a ride.