The Single Life

In the interest of leaving bits and pieces about me for my posterity (if I ever have more than just the one generation), I thought I would relate my activities this weekend. Hold on to your seats, folks, the excitement may be more than you can bear.
Friday evening: I consider my weekend to begin the minute I leave work on Friday. Visited McDonalds for a quick dinner. I can feel my arteries clogging up. I ran home and watered my lawn until eleven. Had a message inviting me out to dinner but had to turn it down. She brought me over fresh tomatoes anyway. Sweet!! Read blogs and e-mails. Continued reading the Bartimaeus Trilogy. I am now on Book Two. Bartimaeus is a crack-up but I will save that for a book review. Went to bed at 11 but I naturally couldn't sleep since I had to be up at 4 am.
Saturday: Dragged myself out of bed at 4 am, regretting every minute of lost sleep. Met other singles at the church for a trip to Salt Lake. The LDS Single Adults activities are interesting. I am usually the youngest one there although this time there were two younger women and a mentally handicapped young man about 23 who accompanied his grandmother. He had a blast, which made it more fun for all of us. Of the forty or so who made this trip, there were six married couples and two married men. One man was the bus driver and I'm not sure why the other guy came. I think the married couples are supposed to chaperone us which is a good thing since there was one single man on the bus, and he needed the protection. Actually, the married men are there to provide a priesthood presence and they bring their wives along to make the journey bearable. And we singles do need to be watched as the average age is about 70. Okay, most of this is tongue in cheek. I thoroughly enjoyed the trip. I slept most of the way out and part of the way home. But when I was awake, I had great company. We got to spend an hour in the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers museum which is very interesting. Beautiful pianos that were brought across the plains, wonderful quilts, tatting, old pictures of old people, etc. I wish there had been more information on some of those pictures. And why do those people never smile? My favorite display was the Fire Department room. They had a beautifully restored horse-drawn fire engine that positively glistened. An hour is not nearly enough time to really see much but it was time for lunch. We went to the Lion House. I personally love eating here. It is in the heart of downtown Salt Lake across from the ZCMI center and next to the Jospeh Smith Memorial Building. They usually have four entrees which change every day. Saturday was pork loin, salmon, and two kinds of chicken. It is served cafeteria style. I had salmon, mixed vegetables, corn bread, and fruit. I was so proud of myself for passing up the carrot cake as it is to-die-for. Actually they didn't have any displayed when I picked up the fruit and then, there it was. I was too ashamed to switch. The salmon was delightful, the vegetables fresh, the corn bread yummy. The fruit was okay but I really wanted the carrot cake. After lunch, we had a hour before the movie we had come to see began, so what should I do??? I ran across the street to Desert Book and loaded up. With time to spare, I rushed into Meier and Frank and bought jewelry. Then back across the street to the Joseph Smith building and downstairs to the distribution center, where I got fifty copies of the Proclamation to the Family and 50 pamphlets called Families, all free. (Guess what the 1st Sunday Relief Society lessons are about for the rest of the year) I can so power-shop when I need to. The rest of the group was quite jealous. Then on to the Legacy Theater also located in the JSMB to see the LDS church's latest production, "Joseph Smith, Prophet of the Restoration." I understand some people think that Mormons worship Joseph Smith and all this name-dropping may confirm that, but actually, we don't. We worship Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ, but are eternally grateful to Joseph Smith for the blessing that the restored gospel has brought into our lives. The movie is excellent. I still like "The Testament", a movie about the Savior apppearing on the ancient American continent, best, but found this movie to be very well-done and extremely moving. It truly made Joseph Smith more human to me, as a son, brother, husband, father and friend to those around him, not to mention a prophet of God. His sacrifice for the Lord's work was incredible. The theater was completely silent at the end, which is amazing since half the theater was filled with members of a youth group. We then visited Temple Square and headed for home. I got home at eight to find a message telling me to bring my games to the barbecue at Steve's. WHAT BARBECUE? I didn't go, too tired. Watered more lawn, read more Triology, went to bed.
Sunday: Again, dragged myself out of bed at the more decent hour of 6:30. Attended church, had a great lesson on Family History, found out about some families in need, found another lady to visit teach, etc. etc. Came home and did laundry. Yes, the ox was in the mire. I watched the second movie in "Work and the Glory" series while folding laundry. I am now blogging and eating a Western Family brand cereal called "Oats and More." Suprisingly good. I have avoided taking a nap so maybe I will sleep well tonight and I am watering more lawn. It is a beautiful evening now that the wind had died and not hot at all. I am going to do some research for my lesson next Sunday and then it's back to Bartimaeus.
This is a pretty long posting about a quite uneventful weekend, but I'm told that we should chronicle even our mundane activities. Actually Saturday was unusual, but the rest. . . If nothing else, my posterity will read this and decide that being single is not the life for them. I swear married people do not have as many activities planned for them as we singles. So do I regret being single. Sometimes . . . but, oh, the peace and quiet, the freedom, the . . . well, you get the picture.