On September 14, Kevin and I went to the Brigham City Temple
Open House. The temple of course was beautiful, and I enjoyed seeing it. This
was the first open house we have been to since we were married, and it is a bit
different when you have a better idea what goes on inside the rooms you are
looking at.
After we enjoyed our cookies, we headed over to Smiths to
buy some pie for our dinner with our fish friends Dane and his wife. We had
quite a bit of time to kill so we explored Brigham City. We even drove a little
ways up Sardine Canyon. We found quite a few yards that I was quite jealous of.
Someday I will have time to garden, or at least stay on top of the flower
gardens I have.
We had pizza and chocolate pie at Dane’s house. After we
ate, Kevin and Dane went downstairs to look at Dane’s gun, while Dane’s wife
and I stayed upstairs and shared hospital battle stories. All of the sudden we
heard a very loud boom, followed by silence. After a few stunned seconds, we
ran downstairs where we found a bewildered Kevin and Dane. Dane’s gun had
accidently gone off, and Kevin had shot a hole in the basement ceiling and into
the trimboard around the front door. Fortunately the only thing injured were
their eardrums. Fortunately, they are easy going people, so we think we might get
another invitation to visit them sometime.
Shortly after this eventful happening, we called it a night
and headed back home.
The next weekend we had the opportunity to attend the temple
dedication at our stake center (it was broadcast there). I had it a priority to
have that day off, and I am glad I did. Temple dedications are just so
spiritually uplifting. I just like the feeling I have when I attend, it just
reaffirms my love for the temple and my testimony of the ordinances that take
place there. Now if it could give me a newfound dedication to actually go more
often, that would be ideal.

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