Unbelievably, still no fried chicken.

We did not eat any fried chicken this week.

 

We have been in Kentucky for a little while and we have seen a lot of places. Mostly the pool. But of all the places we have found in Kentucky, this week we found my favorite place. We found this temple on our Sunday drive and I made DJ pull over so that we could take pictures and walk around. 

 

For those readers who do not belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, a temple is a sacred place where work is done and covenants are made. I believe that temples are truly houses of the Lord - a little heaven on earth, if you will. 

 

There is an undeniable spirit of peace and love and goodness on those grounds.

 

Right before we left, DJ loaded most of our kids in the car and I told him to wait for a bit so that I could take a picture of the temple from the front, like so:

Tess followed me to take the picture and I held her hand as we walked back to the car. She swung our hands between us as we walked through the grass, just Tess and me. It was one of those rare quiet moments you have as a parent. You know, the moments when you trick your husband into staying in the car with the loud kids.

I felt peace.

After the swimming pools, the zoo, the museums, the freeways, the shopping, all of it - the peaceful feeling of being in a holy place was a striking contrast. That feeling has a way of putting your priorities right into place.

But I probably still spent way too much time at the pool this week.

Lastly, here are a couple of funny gems from this week:

(And here is what I wrote for St. George News about Miss Utah in the Miss USA pageant. I am officially out of things to write about and am taking suggestions. Please e-mail your humorous ideas and I'll see that I can do with them. I am unable to compensate you in any way, but you might be able to talk me into sending you a postcard with my autograph on it.)