One of those days, I guess....

I just got home from attending our last Ward Temple night of the year. I hardly ever made it out to our previous Ward Temple nights because there always seemed to some reason that kept me from attending our Ward Night. I suppose mostly I prefer going to Ward Temple night if my husband can attend too but him having to commute to work in Town, he was never able to get home in time for us to attend the temple with our Ward.

You see, the Laie Temple is going to be closed at the end of this month and will be closed for eighteen months for renovations. So when our Bishop announced on Sunday that tonight is our last temple night and will be the last one til the temple opens back up eighteen months from now, my husband immediately suggested we go. We were to attend the six o'clock session and he came home twenty minutes past five. I was a little worried, didn't want to be late and have to wait for the next session hour.

Well, we did make it there ten minutes before the hour but luckily they said we still can make the six o'clock session. Now the amazing thing about it was that when we got there, the temple worker asked us to be the witnessing couple. That was such a relief for me because since they've assigned us that, they wouls have to wait for us.

A few things happened to me while I was there, first off when I rented temple clothing, the cashier gave me a way too big dress for me, I was actually swimming in it....so I had to sit in my little stall (in my slip) and waited for one of the workers to exchange the dress and get me the right size.

Then when we were in the session, and this is sooooo embarrassing, I fell asleep near the beginning that the lady worker had to wake me up for the ordinance.

Then when the session was over, I went to change my clothes, I wasn't paying attention, I went to open my locker only to find out the key did not work.....that was when I notice that I was in the wrong aisle and wrong stall with the wrong locker....sheesh.

(This whole incident reminds me of a similar embarrassing experience I had last December. Swirl, myself and three other friends decided to go to a Saturday morning session and I guess we must be excited about being able to go together for the first time we got a little too noisy for the temple that we were reprimanded by one of the temple worker. Yeah, Swirl will swear on her new little houses that it was me who made all the noises which is totally untrue since it was my idea for us to attend the session in the first place.)

Well, once I was nudged awake by the temple worker, I managed stay awake for the rest of the session. We had a nice potlock afterward. And even though I had some embarrassing moment tonight, I was really happy that I was able to go to the temple tonight with my husband. We haven't gone together for a long time; I usually just go with one of my friends.