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Thursday, September 27, 2012

Fishy Mishy Update

Mission papers have been in for 7 days. The poor Stake Executive Secretary has gotten to know me real well. I've made it a point to text him and call him and email him. Seriously people! You'd be surprised at what happens when you make a righteous decision and little things just go all haywire. Oh well. Story of good vs. evil. The papes finally have moved from, "With Church Headquarters" and "Received" to "Ready for Assignment". I'm not freaking out. At all. I just want to be able to go to the temple with the fam when they come next week. I already scheduled my appointment too! Woot woot! I hope it's grand.

Anyway, I need a mission call to get a recommend. And I need a mission call to know where I'm going. Which I'm curious about. The Lord knows, although every few days I've been sending up some suggestions his way. Lately, I've been on a Nauvoo, Illinois kick. It would just be sooooooooooooooooo cool! I could dress up as a Pioneer. AND they have 300 couple misisonaries...which would be like having 300 grandparents all within a block of me! But ya never know at these things. I know I'll have the same enthusiasm for just about anywhere. Except for getting called to the Spirit World. That may be tad unfortunate.

Along with the mission drama. I've been overwhelmed with a horrible, nasty cold. Luckily, its just about passed. Except that last night I could barely keep my eyes open and I just kept talking and mumbling on and on to my poor visiting teachers (that's what I get for letting them come at 9:15pm!). Add Rocky Mountain to all of this! I'll be so excited when THATs passed. I have a great committee, they pretty much do all the work. Except that I see how it all comes together and what they're forgetting and what needs to happen. So it stresses me out.

So naturally, I decided to NOT study. And play on my blog for a bit. Talk about how excited I was to get my papers, see my family, and go through the temple. I'm dreading my next two weeks of school work load. It's really intense. I really don't know how it's all going to get done. With Rocky Mountain. And the Rhoden clan. And General Conference. And mission excitement.

But as history has proven, time ALWAYS moves forward. A blessing and curse. Hopefully this time, I'll make it with the blessing part---lots of time working hard and on the knees. And knowing that one day. I'll be all caught up! And prepared for life. Ha! I hope.

Band Bonfire

There's nothing more that I love then being with band kids at a bonfire. Playing music...ahem, making music. Uke's, guitars, beatboxing, humming, harmonizing, and naturally--improvising. Dumb dumb lyrics as we sing about Band people and jokes. Oh, and I love the s'mores. Not surprised to see sacrificing "marshmallow men" either!

How Utahns Pull Off A Ward Activity

Last Saturday, my roommate Carolyn invited us to her Home Ward's (in Provo) Annual Neighborhood Picnic. I had a blast! And enjoyed smirking at how well everything turned out. Definitely not the type of activities I grew up with in my Washington and Georgia wards. Nevertheless, the people are the same. So we enjoyed "family ward people watching" and laughing at similar personalities that we all have in every Ward of the Church.