The Rest of Orlando

Sunday we met up with Devin's cousin McKay and his family. We went to church with them and spent the afternoon with them. Unfortunately we didn't get a picture with them!!

Monday, Devin went to his conference and I slept in, lounged by the pool and read my book, paddle boarded around the gorgeous lake we were staying on, went for a run, took a nap, and had the most relaxing day I've had in years. It was amazing.

I loved this reminder on my board as I paddled around the lake that had alligators living in it. You Only Live Once!!

I couldn't get over how gorgeous the scenery was, spanish moss swaying in the lime green mangroves, Lily pads spread over the lake (with alligators underneath probably! EEk!).  

Tuesday I dropped Devin and his colleagues off at their conference, then spent all morning inside the Orlando Temple. I took family names of women that were so prepared and excited to be in the temple with me. It was one of the most spiritual experiences in the temple I've ever had and so happy the veil was thinned enough for me to feel their presence. 

That night I picked up the boys and went to Giordano's- best chicago style pizza.

Devin, Mike Simpson, Milan, Mario 

Wednesday Devin presented at his conference and I got to come and see. I am so proud of him, he did so well (from what I understood... which wasn't much). I read the body language in the room, and people understood what he was saying, and Devin seemed confident in his presentation.

After lunch we went out on a stroll on the boardwalk with these clowns. It's so funny to see how intelligent these men are inside, then they come outside and were at varying degrees of social incompetence.  For example the guy on the right and the guy next to Devin were trying to figure out why they can't get a date, and they turned it into a big complex equation giving different values for looks, work ethic, net worth, and overall self confidence. I did my public duty to tell them through my fits of disbelief and laughter that "this whole conversation is why you can't get a date." You're welcome public.

Later that evening we boarded our plane, happier, less sleep deprived, and more in love than ever. Thanks for letting me crash the work trip Mr. Rappleye!