Today was day one of conference weekend, heath leadger's birthday, and also the day we had the missionaries over for dinner. If tragedies come in threes, I guess good things must also.
My mom made this steak that was fried in butter and seasons with really nice sea salt and freash pepper. It had this horse-radish/mustard sauce that went over it. I guess it was really good because they are it all. We made a really nice spinatch salad and taters too. Those were delish--even the potatoes! I guess Idaho had changed more than my character.
We had birthday cake for dessert in honor or Heath, and the missionaries talked to us about preach my gospel, but I'm pretty sure they called it P my G while there were deciding while message to give us.
Another great day in the heartland.
p.s. i use to have this a knights tale poster, and not it's no where to be found. I hope it shows up and i hope even more i didn't throw it away... :(