First off, about the next super Sunday–it’s going to be here at our house a week from today. Yeah, I know we were all expecting to go to Allen’s place, but it turns out he’s in charge of a policemen’s barbecue the same afternoon, and he can’t be in two places at once. So he’ll take his turn on June 27, and then Donna’s in charge at the cabin on July 25. All clear? I know we keep changing things around, but the important thing is that we enjoy being together and eating good food. So, our house, next Sunday afternoon, 3 pm. Bring whatever you like. It’ll be great.
And then, a week from Saturday, we’ll have a demolition party at the cabin to take apart the rotting playset. Also we’ll celebrate Dad’s and Dallin’s birthdays, and also the 20th birthday party of the cabin. It’s hard to believe we’ve owned the place that long, but we’ve sure had fun there.
Julie’s wedding is going to be August 7 at 1:30 pm in the Jordan River Temple with the reception that night at John’s house. Somehow I thought I’d already put that information in one of my letters, but I see I haven’t. You’ll all be getting official announcements when it gets closer. Sharon’s excited that it’s during the time she’ll be here. I’m excited to have such an important event coming up. I know John’s family has plenty to do getting ready for it, but I’m sure it will all come off OK.
Last Saturday night Dad and I went to Elise Fulton’s wedding reception in Salt Lake, and we saw a lot of our old ward members there. Someone told us our house on Stillwater has changed hands again, and that it’s a young couple with a baby. And they’ve painted the house white! Dad and I are going to drive by Tuesday when we’re down there. I can’t imagine, but supposedly it looks really good.
I have quite the reputation among the old ladies around here. We were at DUP last Wednesday afternoon, and they started talking about all the surgeries they’ve had lately. Somebody said, “Christy Ackerson had a hip replacement AND a toe ammputation.” Somebody else said, “Yes, and she probably did it herself!” Next toe, maybe I will try it myself. What will it take? A Black and Decker saber saw? Just kidding.
I love you all! Mom