Friday, August 30, 2013

How to Win Friends and Admirers

<A few weeks ago after Relief Society, a young man walks into the room and interrupts his mom>
Son: Mom, Quick! Take a picture!
Mom: Did you figure it out?
<I look at them in shock and the young man points to his tie>
Son: I asked in Priesthood for help from the men in tying a bow tie.  Look!  It's better than it's ever been!  We have to take a picture now before it gets messed up or falls out.
Mom:  Where did I put my camera?

And that's when I knew that young man was awesome.

It's Been Two Years?!

Dear Isa,

The rivalry that we never remembered to have begins today.

Be Happy!

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Something I Don't Want to Forget

Mein freund,



First Day

This person just started the first day of her second year.
I'm pretty sure the person who wrote back is all done with first days of undergrad.  

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Something New on Sunday

White ribbon cookies...with some adjustments.

Verdict: Excellent.

Note to self: In the future, never doubt your great-grandmother's award winning recipe.

Also, 3 quarts of flour = 12 cups of flour.

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Move-in Day

<helping a friend unpack his car, I open the car door and see piles of stuff thrown together>
Me: Oh wow,you must have packed in a hurry.
Friend: No, I think I packed like that just because I'm a guy.

Friday, August 23, 2013


Have you ever had someone tell you your life history as they heard it from another party?  For good or bad, it's an interesting experience.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

A little in love

A couple walk down the street holding hands when they run into some construction where the sidewalk is blocked off.  Reluctantly, they break hands and split up - he stays on the street near the construction and encourages her to hurry over to the sidewalk on the other side.  They continue walking down the street, on either side of it now, watching each other, waving to each other a farewell, as they part ways for their respective destinations.  He pauses on the corner and waves at her again.  She turns her corner but turns back around to wave yet another goodbye.  He is forced to wait at a light and watches her retreating back, waving again, although she does not see it.  When he crosses the street, she pauses to watch him continue on his journey, waving again.

Monday, August 19, 2013

Hidden Gems

<pulling up to a drive through window>
Teller: (in a singsong voice) Hello!  That'll be $9.10.
Me: Wow, you have a nice voice.  Do you sing?
Teller: Why, yes I do.  I actually really do.  I sing in our church's choir.  I absolutely love it.  You should come listen.  And if you ever come back here, I'll have to sing for you.
Me: I'd love that.

Convoluted Connections

<while discussing romantic relations>
Friend: Those two would never consider each other; they grew up together.
Me: Yes, how is that?  Looking at my family genealogy, people married those they grew up with and people who lived near them.  And now, growing up together somehow means that we can never think of someone romantically.
Friend: I blame musicals.
Me: ??
(Friend gives explanation; I give counter argument)
Friend: Ah, you're right.  I guess I should stop blaming musicals.  So, in choosing between air conditioning and television, I'll say it's due to air conditioning.