Grateful, Grateful, Grateful

I'm very grateful to have had an easy call weekend.  Last week was mentally and physically brutal, so an easy weekend was needed.

I'm grateful that my mess-up with the topping for our chicken pot pie for company wasn't a total fail.  It was still good--not as good as when it has a biscuit crust instead of an "impossible pie" crust.  The filling is what saved it.

I'm grateful for the chance to get to know a new couple in the ward a little better, and to have the Elders over for dinner also.  

Bonus grateful:

I'm grateful that Rowdy didn't shoot his eye out.