You've Got to be Kidding

Remember the post about the identical twins? One of them is in my set of classes. And no, I have no idea which one.

That's all for now, but more to come about school soon...

"I am grateful for food & clothing."

This past weekend, we did A LOT of things.

Friday was our date night. We ate at Gloria's Little Italy and stopped by a random amateur play going on at the park across the street. (Scott saw a man with a huge beard and a women's hat walking across the street, so we decided to investigate.) It was part of BYU's play projects, which are written and rehearsed for about 24 hours before the performance. There were three mini plays that were pretty entertaining.

Saturday, we woke up pretty early and did sealings with my family in Draper (notice my dress trying to fly up around my head). Then, we got through IKEA in what I'm sure is a world-record time, because we only needed a mirror. We put it in the bathroom, and now the bathroom is done. Transformation complete. Check it out.

We also prepared our Sunbeam lesson (we were subs this week), tamed our yard, met with our block captain to discuss the safety hazards of our home (oh geez), cleaned the house, & hosted a dinner party with our dear friends the Thorpes.

Our experience with the sunbeams was...interesting. The lesson was "I am grateful for food and clothing." Pretty tough lesson to teach. Haha. We played a lot of games, took the kids for a walk, tried to tame the beast that we'll call "Mitch" for these purposes, and maintained our sanity...barely. Most of them were good, but they are a handful in groups. We think this will be our full-time calling soon...Pray for us (to either not get this calling or to handle it positively).

Here are some photos of our clothing activity (inspired by Cecilia Wilbur at my bridal shower):

Ok ok, they are kind of adorable. But looks can be deceiving!

PTSS & Some Serious Confusion

I’m about to start my final year at BYU, which appears to be some sort of rehab for Junior Core PTSS students (PTSS=post-traumatic stress syndrome). I’m not taking any accounting classes this semester because I’m in the “management core.” Basically the entire schedule is medium-difficulty business classes. I think I am going to like this.

Heading back to BYU and running into people I know reminds me of a funny story that took place over the duration of two years while I’ve been going to school here. I thought I’d share it because it still makes me laugh.

On the first day of my sophomore year, I rented a locker for all of my heavy textbooks and went to check it out. When I got there, I met a boy whose locker was right next to mine. I think we talked for a few minutes and then walked off to our classes together. Anyway, I’d say we were friends at that point, or at least on “cordial nod when we meet in the hallway” terms. I was soon mistaken, however, when I saw him in the hallway again, tried to say hi, and was rejected with a, “Do I know you?” stare.

I passed this boy a few more times with no signs of recognition, and I was beginning to think that either he had Alzheimer’s or that I perpetually had something in my teeth. I was even more confused the following week when I passed this same boy in the hall, and he stopped to say hi to me. (The Alzheimer’s theory was getting more and more credible.)

Well, many months went by, and I ended up hardly passing by him at all because my schedule changed quite a bit. Eventually I forgot all about this. THEN, over a year later, I saw this kid at an accounting event; and remembered everything that had happened. I told Scott, who was with me, about how mean that boy was to me. Scott, of course, offered to punch him in the face; but then I noticed the guy again…on the other side of the room. Let me make this less confusing: there were two of them. This boy has an identical twin. That explained…a lot.