Anyway, we had a blessed Easter weekend, and I will now outline some of the events that took place.
On Saturday morning, we attended our stake 5K for our April race. We had planned on doing one in Pleasant Grove that day, but there was some inconsistent information online, and it turned out to be a lot more expensive than we thought, and they didn't even have t-shirts unless you registered like three weeks early... So when I received an email update a couple days before the event, we decided to support our stake instead (and it was free anyway!).
There were about 35-40 runners present, and it was a fun course that followed the paths along the Provo River. It was a cloudy, chilly morning, but a good way to start Easter weekend. The race was actually a little less than a full 5K, but I placed second at 20:14 (plus about a minute, when I kept running to make it 3.1 miles), coming in just seconds after the hardcore winner (I knew he was hardcore because he had long Under Armour pants and wasn't wearing any shoes), and Julie came in soon after. They even had prizes! Sort of.
We also did a little grocery shopping for the coming week, and I was dismayed to find that they were completely picked clean of decent Easter candy, including Peeps. I don't need much these days by way of Easter treats, but I always need a pack or two of Peeps, and I remember last year we had trouble finding them on Easter Eve as well (I mean, I know it's the day before, but come on, stock enough of the basics!), and ended up finding them at Walgreens the next Monday, which we figured we would do again this year. I said something overdramatic on Facebook about my sorrow at not having been able to find Peeps, which started a brief and amusing discussion between me and my friends about the deliciousness (or not) of these sugary marshmallow treats, when something magical happened... It was after midnight when we were startled by a knock at the door. I hesitantly turned on the porch light and looked outside, when what did I see left on the doorstep?
|They're even my favorite color! I will take Peeps of any kind, but I'm attracted to all things blue, so that was a bonus.|
Sunday was also very nice, and I wore my new pink tie that The Wife picked out--I'm not too cool for a nice pink tie. Although I'm sometimes annoyed that our ward choir performs every week at church (except Fast Sunday), I still feel like I need to support it and participate and increase its membership numbers. This week we sang this:
I have performed it with bigger and more... trained choirs in the past, and in much bigger venues, but the beauty and truth of this piece affected me this time just as much as it ever has. I'm not ashamed to admit that I shed tears during the last verse, and especially the final lines.
We then had a great family dinner at my oldest sister's house, where Julie's maple dijon asparagus was a big hit, and there were incredible desserts, of which I'm not embarrassed to say that I had plenty. I helped hide eggs, and then proceeded to help make sure the younger kids found some of them (we found some pretty good spots).
|(Thanks to Amber for the pictures, which I swiped from her blog.)|
Easter is a delight, and this weekend was pretty much perfect. I always get a really strong urge to watch The Passion of the Christ this time of year... Maybe sometime I'll experience that epic movie again.
P.S. While I'm at it, why not link to this as well? A lot of people were linking to it on Facebook over the weekend. I finally watched it today and thought it was inspiring. I've always liked Carrie Underwood (and will often remind people that I picked her to win just from her audition, back in my American Idol-watching days), and as much as I don't generally care for country music, one thing that must be said of them is that they're not afraid to sing the praises of Jesus. Bravo, Carrie.
Spring Spheres? NONSENSE. Happy Easter, one and all.