A dear man who was a leader in our Church, passed away this past week. His name was Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, of the Council of the Twelve Apostles. He was 91 years old. His funeral was held yesterday in Salt Lake City. Let me share a cute story he told recently.
"I remember when one of our daughters went on a blind date. She was all dressed up and waiting for her date to arrive when the doorbell rang. In walked a man who seemed a little old, but she tried to be polite. She introduced him to me and my wife and the other children; then she put on her coat and went out the door. We watched as she got into the car, but the car didn't move. Eventually our daughter got out of the car, and red faced, ran back into the house. The man that she thought was her blind date had actually come to pick up another of our daughters who had agreed to be a babysitter for him and his wife.
We all had a good laugh over that. In fact, we couldn't stop laughing. Later when our daughter's real blind date showed up, I couldn't come out to meet him because I was still in the kitchen laughing. Now I realize that our daughter could have felt humiliated and embarrassed. But she laughed with us, and as a result, we still laugh about it today.
The next time you're tempted to groan, you might try to laugh instead. It will extend your life and make the lives of all those around you more enjoyable."
Here's someone below, not laughing at all today!
The Purse Dog got a rabies vaccination yesterday. She has to get them every 3 years and this was the second one she's had. I tried to reassure her that she won't have to go through this until another 3 years, but I don't think she believed me. Her back end is very sore. At only 6 pounds, a vaccine like that is hard on such a tiny dog. Poor baby.
And here's a pretty Christmas quilt for you to enjoy:
Have a great weekend!