It seems like as the older I get, the less confident I am of my driving. Or it may be that I'm afraid of hurting my "new" car. It is so nice that I would cry if I got a dent in it or worse. Driving the same car for 19 years kinda makes you that way.
We had a nice trip to the temple. It was good to get back since we only went once last month. I'll ride down with the Decker's the fourth Thursday of this month. They are temple workers and I ride on down with them and do two sessions.
Jan called and said she was able to do the exercise class today. Barbara was sick and couldn't do it. I'm glad she's better. She said she would be able to lead Friday. I will enjoy going and just exercising instead of leading.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
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