Sunday, November 13, 2011

It's been a hard day's night! And I've been working like a dog!

Wow. This was a crazy week filled with lots of stress, adrenaline, and amazing highs! Catering is something that I LOVE to do, but I can't cater more than 4 x a year. That's seems to be my limit. I hired a new girl to help me on Friday night and I told her about my 4 x a year rule and she laughed. By the end of the night, she totally understood.

Catering for people's big events in life is a wonderful job. You are a major component to their event and it's a huge high for me to be apart of that. But the prep work that it takes to pull it off is killer. 2 days before the event it is nothing but constant running around, food prep, and my house being filled to the brim with catering items and food. I didn't have a spare inch in any of my refrigerators. My sweet Mr. D sat at the kitchen counter chopping tomatoes and grilling chicken all night long. And then he ran to Sam's club for me to pick up some more supplies. I am a lucky girl.

Once you're at the location though and everything is humming, it's awesome. I had a lot of sweet guests come into the kitchen on Fri. night and tell me how good the food was. Sigh. It was bliss for me.

To make things just a little more hectic I got a call on Thurs. night from a member of R.S. presidency asking if I could teach a lesson on Sunday for R.S. Huh? You mean my other two callings isn't enough? Then she informed me that the ward we moved into is not a sit on the sidelines kind of ward. Once your records are transferred in, you are used. So Sat. night I was sitting at my computer trying to make a lesson on the Millennium a personal touching experience for the women. I always try to do that when I teach. If you make them cry they will remember it because it touches their heart. I think it went well. I got compliments and quite a few of them were crying, so that spells success to me!

As I sit at my computer tonight, writing this post, I can't help but think about how in the heck I made it through this week and how I am still awake right now. It was Heavenly Father all the way. I literally felt Him helping me this week and I am so humbled and grateful for the tender mercies I have felt this week. I couldn't have done it without Him.

The older I get, the more I experience His hand in everything that I do and accomplish. I don't think I'm anything special or unique, but when I want to do something, I know I can because I'm not doing it on my own. My soul is filled to the brim with gratitude for the love, support, generosity, and kindness that I have felt this week from family members, ward members, employees, friends, and my Heavenly Father. That's all for tonight! Ladies and Gentlemen, Elise has left the building!

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