Adventures In Crazyland

Yet another crazy event in my life… Today at church, the heater wasn’t working. At all. It was so cold in the sanctuary; we could all see our breath. Boy did I pick a good day to wear short sleeves and no sweater! Our class had Sunday school in the nursery. Then, would you believe it; the fellowship hall was pretty warm, so normally we would have just had service in there, but on this particular day, we had a guest family in, and they were the ones who first established the missionary program a long time ago, and they hadn’t been here since and such, so of course we had to have service in the sanctuary for old-time’s sake and what-not. During the beginning of the service, I tried to cover myself up with my baby brother’s blanket, while keeping him covered too, but that didn’t work. (Then he was fussing, so I had to give him back to my mom, anyway.) S-s-so c-c-cold! The ironic thing is that our guest family were missionaries to Alaska!