Church Ball
Rachel and I went to see Church Ball at the dollar theater tonight. It wasn’t a great movie but we laughed a few times. One of the more interesting parts, to me at least, was when they showed a few interior shots of a house. On the wall there was a picture of butterflies on some flowers, made using some sort of cross-stitch technique. I immediately recognized it, because I have the same picture that I was told my Grandma Trottier made. My first thought was, “How interesting. Whoever made that must have been in the same homemaking meeting my grandmother was in.” But then I had another thought. “Hmm. I know I haven’t hung that yet since I moved. I wonder if somehow it made it into one of the Deseret Industries piles and they ended up buying my grandmother’s creation at the DI!”
Needless to say, when we got home I did a quick search. I was glad when I found it because that means I’m not a bad grandson after all. I immediately hung it in Sarah’s room. She’ll probably not be thrilled, but maybe the story and knowing her great-grandmother made it will soften it a little. 
