Sunday we pretty much just hung out and went to church. I also found out that I am definitely a Utah mormon in the sense that I really love wards with a variety of ages. Mandy's ward felt like a young married ward with 10,000 kids. Don't get me wrong, I loved that sacrament meeting with almost deafening, but I really like the perspective of many age groups in lessons. It adds depth and experience that I as a person who is still (barely) in my 20s, lack.
On Monday, Britt left around 6 for her 8 o'clock flight. Mandy and I wend to a thrift store that is only for kids stuff. It was SO FUN! I'm such a mom/nerd:) I stuffed my carry-on just as full as I could, haha. Then she dropped me off at the airport. I was SO EXCITED to see La Gloria at the airport. Sadly, it is a sit down restaurant, and I was paranoid about being late for my flight so I ate at a chicken place called Raising Cane's and it was pretty good. But then my flight was delayed, and the gates switched and we ended up leaving late. I totally could have had a tamale for the road. My one regret about Texas. I'm still sad about it.



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