Like a Fire is Burning

Let's see....after church, I stayed to play piano, and when one of the bishop's counsellors was going around and shutting off all the lights, he told me that one of the Elders was playing in the chapel, and that he sounded really good, so I went to listen, and one of the Elders was playing and the other was talking to a woman who must have been an investigator, and I just sat and drew and listened as piano-Elder played piano and elaborated on some hymns, and the other Elder talked to the lady. Well, actually, she talked, he listened. She seems like one of those ladies that just has to talk and talk and dump her whole life story on everyone she meets. But it was cool. After they were done, I went back to the primary room, played for not much longer, had a couple of sugar packets that I had in my backpack, then went home and had lunch.

Later, I made those chocolate-chip cookies again, minus chocolate chips, but I added in a handful of oats (we had a bit left, so I just added it) and made a batch, and I thought that some walnuts would be good, so I put in some walnuts, and made the rest. I made caramel corn, too, but it was a different recipe than the first time I had made it, and it wasn't as good.

I also explored the forest for a bit over an hour. The forest looked so beautiful today for some reason, but also quieter and colder, and a little less welcoming. I came to an area, then looked up and watched as the trees swayed in the wind. A couple of the trees looked like they had feathers instead of needles coming from their branches, and as they rippled, they looked so soft; I wanted so badly to climb up and touch them. I just looked at them instead, and realised for the first time that trees always move when they're blown, no matter how large, but I hadn't noticed this before for some reason. I sat down for a bit, and read my patriarchal blessing, and was going to read scriptures, but the sun had gone behind some clouds, and it got cold really quickly, and all of a sudden I wanted nothing more than to be back home. So I went back hurriedly.

When I got back, Thaden was out on the porch, being cute. I kind of wondered about this, but was just like, "whatever". He pointed at a ball that he had thrown down the steps, and I got it for him, then he pointed at some paper that appeared when the snow melted, and grabbed that too. We chilled on the porch for a while, then Mum came out and gave Thaden a blanket and some turkey, but it was cold, so I took him inside. Aurora was asleep on the couch with the TV on, and she was the only one in the family room, so that's why Thaden was outside by himself. I took Thaden to the living room where Mum and Da were, and Mum told me that Thaden had been looking for me. Cuteness. Da was listening to scriptures on his computer; Mum was reading "Our Heritage". I played piano. Then Mum told Da to sing us something, and he sang a hymn in spanish (he went on his mission to Argentina). It was cool. 

I made oatmeal for dinner, then went down to my room and read scriptures, then got tired and fell asleep and had an odd dream in which I went back to Rexburg with that girl who I've done a couple things with here (who shall henceforth be known as "Art Girl"). I remember most of the dream took place in these airplane terminals that looked like cafeterias, and were poorly-lit, and were a bit creepy. It was always dark outside, and it was sometimes wet and rainy, and sometimes cold. When we were getting ready to fly back from Rexburg, I remember thinking to myself, "Why didn't I just leave some of the clothes and things that I brought this time at the storage place? I'm going to need to take them back anyways, and that way I would have had more room. Oh, wait, we haven't left yet. But I don't have my key. But we can swing by Emily's place before we go and leave them with her. I think I'll ask them if we can do that." But before I could ask them, I was woken up by Da waking Aurora up, who turned on the light, because she's an unprepared jerk like that, who then left without shutting the door and without shutting off the hall light, and I had to do that, and then I tried to fall back asleep, but my stomach felt funny (probably because I needed to use the bathroom), so I got up around 6:20am (by my clock, but it was earlier than that, because my clock is ahead), and used the bathroom, washed my face, chilled with Da, who hadn't left yet, then he left and I chilled with Smells and Schink, then I had breakfast and read scriptures, then did dishes and emptied the dishwasher as I watched the sun awaken, then cleaned up my stuff from upstairs. And now I'm on here, and I still have things to clean, and I want to upload photos to deviantart.com, and see what comments I get, and whether I'm good enough to sell a few photos as prints (which is a dream of mine).

So there.

I love getting up before the sun, and watching it rise; I also love seeing the sun die. It's so cool. Tonight's a full moon, and I want to take a walk in the forest with someone, but I asked Mum last night and she said it was too cold. I want to go with either Mum or Da or Aurora, but I don't think any of them will go. I don't feel safe going by myself at night.