Friday, June 11, 2010

One of the calls I hate getting.

It isn’t anything serious, nobody is in trouble, and nobody got hurt. I got a phone call today from one of those people that nobody likes to get a call from. My Bishop! I already have a calling so that crosses one thing off the list of why a bishop would call me. I am in the the Relief Society presidency, so maybe he knows of someone who could use my help, or needs a friend or something. I wouldn’t have minded if he was giving me a personal call to remind me about our “extra relief society meeting” aka enrichment activity tomorrow. I even hoped that he would ask me to make the Sacrament programs for Sunday. All those would have been simple. I didn’t get so lucky this time. I get to give a talk on Sunday, and I would like to thank my dear bishop for the short notice he gave me. I’m not very good at giving talks. In fact, I am terrible at giving talks. The last one I gave was pretty much copied from someone’s blog I follow, a couple tweaks here and there and I had a witty and entertaining talk to give. I don’t think any of the blogs I follow have anything written about the Sacrament and Why we take it, but if you’re reading this, and you know of someone who has written on their blog about it (and wouldn’t mind if I stole it) let me know. Any ideas would help, I really hate writing talks. I’m not very funny, entertaining, or knowledgeable when in comes to gospel topics.

Thursday, June 10, 2010


So this is how this feels…

For any of you that actually know anything about me, this has nothing to do with Scott. Me and him are doing great, only problem is that he is on the other side of the world. If he dumped me, I would probably still be in bed crying my eyes out.

Here’s the down low, I have been dating a guy for a month and a half or something  (I haven’t really been keeping track) Well, tonight something happened that has never happed to me before. I got dumped. That’s right, I’ve never been dumped before. I was always the person dumping, not the dumped. He knew just as well as I did that it wasn’t really going anywhere. But for some reason I was affected a little differently than I thought I would be by this event. I have been thinking about breaking up with him for a while, but I didn’t want to hurt him, and I still wanted to be friends. I figure, there is no harm in just hanging out with him for a while longer. I am a little sad. I don’t know if it is because I know subconsciously that I will miss having someone around when I get home, or maybe I am just upset that it ruins my perfect record of never being dumped. Either way I just feel a little sick to my stomach about it.

Good News… 1) One of my really good friends from High School gets back from his mission in about a month! :) Then I will have someone to hang out with again. 2) There is only 10 months until Scott gets home! I just love that boy, and 10 months is still super far away, but it’s better than 24 months. 3) I sit next to this really cute guy at work, maybe I can become better friends with him!