Ever since I came back to Utah, I've been more dizzy. I felt so much better in California because of the lower altitude. The plane ride back was rough because it kept making my ears pop and the turbulence hurt my head. There was also a baby crying in the seat behind me and he kept kicking my seat. It doesn't help that I have a cold and am congested from that. At least I'm not nauseated from it. I just get headaches and feel light headed. I also keep having tingles up the back of my head. I also have been a total klutz this week: getting a splinter while looking through the spice cupboard, scraping my foot on the banister, and ripping my toe nail off on my blanket.
I took down the St. Patrick's Day decorations and put the Easter ones. I put some decorations on the credenza in the foyer and Shadow decided to jump up there and knocked down the lamp again.
I read, Wildwater Walking Club by Clare Cook, Hearts of the Children: The Writing on the Wall by Dean Hughes, and Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver. I watched the movies, The Muppets and Moneyball.
I've been baking and cooking a lot this week. On Thursday, I made Cheesy Garlic sticks from scratch. On Friday, I made whole wheat penne with chicken, bruschetta, cheddar cheese, and Alfredo sauce. On Sunday, I made Chicken Cordon Bleus with loaded mashed potatoes.
Saturday was the first day of General Conference. I liked the talk about how we are being polished when we are given trials on Saturday Morning. My cousin Shelley's son, Cody, was in the Missionary Choir with David Archuleta, who performed on the Saturday afternoon session. After the priesthood session, Dad took us to Red Lobster, where we ran in one of mom's old friends, Janis.
Today was the second day of General Conference. I liked Uchtdorf's message about forgiveness on Sunday Morning.