On Friday my mom, the kids and Abe all went to the ward Halloween party. I skipped it to go to yoga. Just as I was about to leave, I got a text from Jessi, who was skipping her ward Halloween party to go to an oboe and bassoon concert. She invited me along, so I did the math and realized that if I RACED after yoga, I could do yoga and still make it to the concert.
It ended up being a most wonderful concert. The bassoon is such a comical, delightful instrument. Jessi is a professional bassoonist and worked for a while as an adjunct bassoon professor at BYU-Idaho, so she knew everyone performing and, it seemed, half of the audience too. I loved the people I met and asked Jessi if she could give me the music to the Poulenc trio so we can play it together (with an oboe player) sometime.
When we went in for the trio, we started talking, and we didn’t stop talking for the next several hours. We talked about faith and marriage. There were a lot of tears and it was one of those conversations that I will probably never forget. I love Jessi and admire her so much.
Here are the pictures from the party that Abe managed to take. He didn’t take a lot because he had his hands full. Ammon was, in the words of my mom, on a very long leash. At one point, Abe decided he should actually try to locate Ammon, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time. He discovered Ammon pushing through the second set of doors to leave the church building. It was a good thing he checked!
