The way we get things done looks something like this:
I bet these pioneering gals could do a pretty righteous hand jive themselves:
|From the University of Utah archives—Relief Society, 1916.|
Tomorrow I go out for Indian food with the first presidency I worked with last year. Last week, I had happy contacts with both the counselors who endured me as a fledgling president: one just birthed a gorgeous baby on the bathroom floor of her home (unintentionally, though she is Superwoman), far far away in my old home state, and the other called me the same day to tell me I'd "won" a home pedicure at her house. (She said it wasn't a rigged contest, but when everyone wins, isn't that rigged?) In two days I have my weekly meeting with my newest counselors and secretary, so we can do that hand jive thing that we do.
It's hard work and takes lots of coordination and even more practice. I'm in good company. I am blessed, and lucky.