night out on the town

Yesterday was a great day! In the morning we put a blanket on our living room floor, brought out some cinnamon rolls and juice and ate it picnic-style as we listened to conference. In between cessions, Paul helped a family in the ward move while kids and I played outside for a while. When we all got back and fixed lunch it was time for Conference again. So the kids went to sleep as Paul and I got some more spiritual feeding.
A while after, Paul had to leave for his football game that was held in Oakley, CA which is about 1.5 hours away. The kids slept as I took a shower and started getting ready for the fun event that evening. My visiting teacher Danielle agreed to watch the kids while Sharman and I went to a gallery auction. At first we thought it was on Stanford campus, so were quite surprised when we tried to type the address into the navigation system. The location turned out to be the Stanford Hotel which is located downtown in San Francisco. So here we were, heading for the night out on the town.

When got to the designated location, the auction was about 3o minutes away which was just enough time for us to grab some au dourves and check out the artwork to be sold that evening. Few great paintings were surrounded by a barrage of modern art prints that would be sold for no less than 800 dollars. I never loved modern art in the first place, so watching it go for that much money is a total shock to me. There must be something I completely don't get about modern art! As for us bidding on pieces we liked, we knew better. It never was my intent, while Sharman had to sit on her hands a couple of times. I have to admit that there were a few pieces worth buying, but that would happened only when we are rich and famous.

After coming to the consensus that we've had enough of this auction, we decided to go find a place to eat. We walked passed the famous Catholic cathedral and on to find a cute little Italian cafe where we spend the rest of our evening. We just sat and chatted all night about our lives, hopes and dreams. It was so fun. Our plates where empty and the place almost deserted before we made our exit. Sharman and I agreed that we should do this more often, especially when galleries are involved. Darryl and Paul are not huge gallery goers while Sharman and I absolutely love art.

That same evening Paul played in a football game that they won. Paul got to play a little bit and caught a nice pass. But I will let Paul write the details about that.