I went to my last Institute class of the year today. It was kind of sad, but I'm grateful that I've been able to go to a class and spend some time on my spirituality, especially since I don't get that stuff at church on Sundays. I've had a wonderful teacher and wonderful classmates who have had great insights into Isaiah. I have really enjoyed going to that class.

I'm grateful for a husband who knows that frozen custard makes almost everything better. He ran and got us some last night after the kids went to bed. I love it when he does that.

I'm glad that we have all been healthy amid this swine flu H1N1 pandemic. I haven't had to worry about the outbreak too much, but it is still a little scary.