Tilt your head. Okay, now squint your left eye a little...

I feel like I travel to "the big city" so much we should just live there. But I like where I live, too. Anyway, I did go back and forth quite a bit this week. Wednesday, I picked Kurtis up from work so that I could go to a Relief Society function (it was very good, by the way). Okay, so being in the Primary means that you don't get a lot of information that you should. I picked up Kurtis, quickly ate dinner, and ran over to the church for some girl time, but low and behold, it was a stake function and in the chapel. I was wearing jeans! Ahhh! I should have been in a skirt. But nobody told me it was a stake function and nobody told me it would be in the chapel. Such is life. I enjoyed the program anyway. Seriously, who says you can't feel the Spirit in jeans? (I've been wanting to say that all week. Hope you liked it.) Thursday, Zachary had his school program. We have so many parents and friends and family members, that it had to be held at a nearby high school. Those kids did a bang up job. It was a broadway night where each grade sung a different broadway tune. Zach and the first graders sang "I Gotta Crow" from Peter Pan (I love Peter Pan). They were so cute. I've posted a picture at the bottom - Zach is the one folding his arms. Friday, I drove to my hometown to get new headshots taken. My brother is a photographer, and he's very good. But I hate getting headshots taken. He tells me to do weird things like squint my left eye, but open my right eye. Am I that lopsided!? Anyway, I went to Costco and got one printed, then I went and picked Kurtis up from work, and then went back to Costco to pick up the print. It sucked. The color wasn't right. So Saturday, I went back to try again. We got a good shot. This one should work. My hair looks redder in the picture than it is, but not, too red. There it is, my new headshot (to the left). And finally, I post a picture of myself. Oh, then I drove all the way to "the big city" for an audition. I can't wait for the weather to stop freaking out so that Kurtis can ride his motorcycle to work. He'll get home sooner, and I won't have to go get him - unless it rains and I forget to get bus money.