Blessed

It has been a good week.








A really good week.

A good week of epic proportions.





Seriously.






I have been blessed. A lot.






Monday, this sweet little niece came to visit me. So did this one. I love this one.

It was so very kind of my brother and sister-in-law to give me such adorable and entertaining niblets. They make everything so much more fun!

And the week only got better from there.

President Sagers gave me a new group of mission prep-ers to tell my mission stories to.

This sweet family gave me two sacks of the most delicious vegetables I have eaten all summer.

And my most favoritest Burley cousins gifted me with the most beautiful washer and dryer I have ever laid eyes on. They hauled them over to my house, carried them up my stairs, and hooked them up in my kitchen, helping my laundry hookups to fulfill the measure of their creation for the first time since I moved in five years ago.

Kristi was kind enough to supervise the whole operation. She is always so good about letting me and everyone else in this town borrow her parents. I think she should consider charging some sort of usage fee, or maybe setting up some kind of rent schedule. Of course, she is too Christ-like to even consider that, but I thought I would throw the idea out there.

Seriously Kristi, you could make a haul!

Words cannot describe how happy and excited and grateful and appreciative and loved and thankful and indebted and overwhelmed and flabbergasted and touched I feel by their generosity. I know my mother will sleep better at night knowing that I am not frequenting the laundromat. I'll sleep better too... on my couch in the evenings while my my chalk-dust-saturated clothes enter the spin cycle in my kitchen.

Aren't they beautiful? Thank you, Joneses! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! I promise I will take very good care of them. I will even give these wonderful machines a nice little vacation each year...

...right around rodeo season. I'm sure the washer and dryer will have earned a break by then. And I would hate for all of those visiting rodeo cowboys to be lonely as they separate their whites from their colors. As the recipient of so many charitable acts this week, I feel like it is my duty step up and increase my charitable out-put as well.

And although my heart is always full of charity for rodeo cowboys, I think saving time and money by avoiding the Laundromat is going to increase my love for the rest of mankind.

In fact, my first load of white just came out of the dryer and I am feeling more kind and compassionate all ready!