Valentines Day
Thursday and Friday, we spent in Utah with family, to see Mom and Dad one last time before their two year mission to Argentina. It is always so much fun spending time with family, but we had to leave earlier than we hoped because we had to rush home on Saturday to go to a ball! For the past five Saturdays, our stake put on some dance classes, taught by a good friend of mine in preparation for this ball. Dean and I were only able to go to two of the five classes, but managed to get a quick recap of the others, and we learned to foxtrot, waltz, cha-cha, and swing (not that we could actually remember much by the time the actual dance arrived. We missed the final class which was a review of everything.) So the dance was awaited with eager anticipation. We got home from Utah around 3 in the afternoon, just in time to shower, and head over to a friend's house where she and another friend helped me get ready for the dance. I am hopeless when it comes to hair, and I don...