It’s a complete non sequitur title, but there’s Arabian Nights, chaperoning for a choir, and a fun reunion, so there ya go.
The latest game night at my place featured Tales of the Arabian Nights, a fantastic storytelling game with thousands of scenarios and decision points to play through. I ended up fulfilling my father’s wish that I travel the world and study all I could, then ended up successfully defeating a mythic beast that threatened an underwater civilization of mer-people. Losing the game never felt so fun.
I was asked to help chaperone some kids as part of the youth section of the Ensign Symphony Choir. It was fun being back-stage for a change, instead of in the audience. And the kids were cool too.
Big tree was big.
After the show I wandered around the area on foot looking for something to eat and somewhere to read. Slim pickings at that hour. Found a bar, had neither good food nor good atmosphere for reading, ended up just heading back home and heating up some chicken patties.
Neato art gallery I passed. 
Yesterday at work some people went out to a local bar to chillax ahead of the break; it was a welcome respite from the crazy amount of work I’ve been having to do over the last while.
I’d originally planned to fly back Saturday night, and got tickets all arranged. Then an old mission buddy who works for an airline asked me if I wanted a pair of “guest passes,” perks given to employees where friends of theirs can fly standby for essentially free (modulo taxes). Though the cancellation fee would be steep I’d still come out ahead if I could hop on a flight with the passes, so I kept my eye open as the weekend neared. One by one the flights filled up past capacity, so I regretfully notified home base that I wouldn’t be home till late Saturday, as originally planned.
But today was very nice. I packed in the morning, then hitched a ride with Mary down to the temple where we did initiatories with Annabel, who’d just arrived from Logan. Then we went off to a chocolate factory for some grub, before I got dropped off at the airport.
Hadn’t seen each other in about six months. D’aww. 
Mary was very excited with Annabel’s hair. 
Annabel hates puns. 
Caught my eye at the airport, too funny.
Aaand now it’s time to board! See ya soon!.