Oh, Adam

I had an idea of what I wanted to blog tonight, but after reading Le Anne's last post all I can think of is adding more stories of the man.  He deep cleaned the entire living room on Saturday, not because I asked him to, just because he can. He vacuumed every cushion, and when that didn't work to his liking, he took the tape roller and got every last feather off. He moved furniture to vacuum underneath, he moved books off the book shelves to dust all around. He took apart the entire vacuum and washed every bit of it.  A.Maz.Ing!
I took dinner to a girl I visit teach last week who is going through a very ugly divorce. The bulk of our conversation on her front porch was her listing the reasons why I have the perfect husband. Well, I couldn't agree more.


Le Anne, what is the name of the missionary who just left your ward for the Denver North Mission? I heard him give his farewell speech while we were there at Christmas time. I can't remember his name, but I think I'd recognize him if I saw him. We had the Elders over for dinner tonight and one was from Vancouver. Good guys, they tried their best to each 7 rowdy kids (my friend Erica and her 3 kids were over too) a lesson on captain Moroni.