We're All Going to Hell...

1.  Husband taught the Sunday School lesson yesterday at church.  It included a section about Family Home Evening.  He went ahead and mentioned that since we don't have kids and it's just us, we don't hold Family Home Evening at our home (ummm...hello!  What does he call watching The Amazing Race on Sunday evenings??).  Then he said it was my fault.  The Little Old Lady who usually voices her opinion throughout the lesson without raising her hand piped up to say, "Well, you're going to go to HELL!"  Husband just smiled back at her and said, "Hey, I'll save you a seat."

2.  The Tank is out of commission.  I hit something on the road on Friday and it tore up some of my belts, including the alternator belt.  I don't know what other damage was done, but Husband woke up at 6 this morning so we could be first in line down at the Greek Car Shop.  Then he brought me to work.  And he's going to bring me lunch.  And pick me up after work.  Bless his heart.  I tried to thank him profusely because if I'd have had to get up an hour and a half early, I wouldn't have been very nice about it.  The only thing that really makes me nervous is how much it's going to cost to fix it...I had my money budgeted just so this month and $20 one way or the other is going to make a huge difference.

3.  We saw 2012 this weekend.  It's on my top ten list of The Worst Movies I've Ever Seen.  I figure John Cusack hasn't really done anything that's been very good since Better Off Dead.  Or maybe One Crazy Summer, because that was funny, too.  Really the only good part of the movie was Woody Harrelson and that's because he was NUTS.  I also really enjoyed the part where the ark was about to be hit by a 1500 meter tsunami and they told everyone to "brace themselves".  All anyone did was  hunker down on the back of their heels - kind of like a bad defensive basketball position.  I'll tell you what, man, if that much water was coming at my boat, you can bet I'd be tying myself to the nearest pole.

4.  My doctor decided this past week to switch up the one and only medicine I take - Prilosec for Zantac.  Holy cow.  It made me so sick I thought my stomach was going to turn inside out.  I was doubled over almost all weekend long and I'm still feeling it this morning.  I started crying about it on Saturday - because my tummy hurt and my car was broken and why can't something go right??  Husband just snuggled me and let me put my hurting tummy on his always warm back until I stopped wimpering.

5.  Husband came to my Sunbeam class to help me out yesterday.  I still don't understand why he's not in there all the time.  Those kids react so well to him.  They sit in their chairs and do what they're supposed to.  It also didn't hurt anything that instead of teaching an actual lesson, I just showed them the first 25 minutes of Up.  I'm sorry, parents, but I just didn't have it in me to wrestle with your kids and that was the only way I was going to make it to church.

6.  I was complimented several times during church on my great sacrament meeting talk.  The only problem is, the last time I talked in sacrament meeting was approximately 3 years ago.  Since I'd been sick, we hadn't made it to church in time for the sacrament meeting talks but I was intrigued to meet this other Erin at church.  And then, I spotted her - blonde, curly hair, brown, square glasses, round face, black sweater, cute as a button (naturally)...Meghan Ruggles.  We're twinners.  Except she's a lot nicer than me.