I read wonderful blogs. The writing is perfect and catchy. And then I think, I want to write something cleaver. Well, let's be honest here, I'm a math person and a loud mouth. I don't write very well. But hey, neither did Moroni (at least he thought he didn't). Anyways, I want to share a tidbit so excuse my lack of cute and funny and whatever.

Patrick and Auretta are cuddled on the couch, Auretta snoring. Both still in their church clothes. David's walking around trying to wake them up every 15 minutes. And I think to myself, I'm a lucky woman. This is a good moment.