the fourth

saturday was filled with swimming, potato salad, and family. loads of fun.

turns out we missed the memo that the ENTIRE ward at church was going out of town for the fourth. dave and i walked into our normal door into sacrament (15min late), empty. walked into the next door. empty. the whole ward was nestled into the tiny front part of the chapel. the only seats available? why of course, the 2 front and center rows. when does that EVER happen. we walked the walk of shame to the front. testimony meeting. i had to go up, there was only like 20 people there, and i was closest to the second counselor who kept staring at me. primary there were 8 kids in attendance. the piano player didn't show up. my ward after a solid sneaky year finally found out i can play the piano. how did i feel after bearing my testimony and finally giving in to playing the piano? wonderful. i just hope they remember how many notes i missed, so i can be the "last resort" piano player.


it's become a tradition to make a flag cake for me and jenny, so here is how you make it. (it's so easy it's embarrassing, but i just wanted to show off my cake :))


basic yellow or white cake mix


slice your strawberries like so


frost the cake with the cool whip (homemade whipped cream tastes the best, but i ran outta time)
and align strawberries like stripes!


add blueberries for the stars and voila! a flag cake!




p.s. don't ever go to the boob church for fireworks. they were great last year, but this year it was literally sparklers the whole time. huge bummer.

hope everyone had a great fourth!