As Sisters In Zion

The overall feeling as we met up in SLC to begin our First Wells Women Weekend was sheer giddiness. We left behind children, laundry, meal prep and clean-up for 3 days. Able and good-natured husbands filled in, and our giddy gave way to gratitude as the weekend progressed. After a good lunch and tour of the Joseph Smith Memorial building, we all did Inititories at the SLC temple. It was great fun to see "Wells" "Wells" "Wells" on our family history cards. We were asked to write our first initial and last name. I was very compliant: I obediently jotted down "Sister."

After finishing, we ate at fancy uptown Faustino's. We sampled each other's entrees and laughed our way through the fantastic meal. We then headed to Park City and to our condo rental thanks to Anita's navigating device.

Our snow covered condo came complete with Native American and Goldfish/Shark decor. We were impressed and cold (especially Jayne). We changed into comfy clothes and settled in for a game night where many unique attributes were uncovered. For instance, we think Jayne may be the first (and only) one of us to have nine children (while curing cancer). Miek would be an ideal fashion designer, Carrie's teeth are enviable, and Nan was voted most likely to try Botox. Anita will publish a novel, but NOBODY wants to trade her life for mine. Hmmm.

After more late night chitter chatter, we gloried in sleeping THROUGH THE NIGHT (a rarity for most of us). We hit the outlets Sat. morning and surprised ourselves with our own endurance (especially Carrie). I've never done so much talking and laughing from inside dressing rooms. We found Christmas gifts for all, and even some "universally flattering" goodies for ourselves.

We purposely posed here in front of our bag-filled trunk, but you can't see the bags.


Back at the condo, we tried to figure out which bag belonged to whom.

We put on a little fashion show, laughed some more, and headed to the historic Park City Main Street for dinner. There we had a run in with Hector, the night manager. He plainly felt that our dissatisfaction with his GARLIC pizza was unfounded. The Wells in-laws took care of that one. Poor grumpy Hector not only was required to provide a substitute pasta, but had to give back the remaining $6.00 from the Pizza (this all happened while the Wells born girls slunk out).


After such a long and tiring day physically, what could be better than a nice soak in the Internet-advertised hot tub? We couldn't wait.

We donned our boots and suits (Jayne even composed a song to serenade our anticipated swimming adventure)only to find that the pool and hot tub had been drained, and the clubhouse would re-open Nov. 28th! Oh Well -- on to Jewelry making with Miek.


Except for Carrie who accepted Nan's crazy dare. Look at her grace.

Ahhh -- we felt reluctant to have it come to an end. But spouses, church callings, and little people awaited our return. Our Maternal bonds and responsibilities are also our liberation, and the ties that bind us as SISTERS. We truly felt that we had shared a bit of Zion --of one mind and one heart.



Thank you all.