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Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Farewell for Now

It's that time, folks. It's time for me to say goodbye for 18 months. I'm going to serve the Lord by teaching the people in the Philippines Bacolod Mission about the gospel of Jesus Christ. Along the way I should learn Tagalog, probably some other dialects, more about the gospel, more about how to teach, more about myself, more about others, and much more. I'm sure it will include some of the hardest days of my life, but I'm also sure it will include some of the most rewarding experiences of my life. I'll leave with you the lyrics to a hymn that has recently meant a lot to me. Read it, and you'll probably get why. It's "Hark all ye Nations," hymn 264 in the LDS Hymnbook.
  1. Hark, all ye nations! Hear heaven's voice Thru ev'ry land that all may rejoice!
    Angels of glory shout the refrain: Truth is restored again!
    Oh, how glorious from the throne above Shines the gospel light of truth and love!
    Bright as the sun, this heavenly ray Lights ev'ry land today.
  2. Searching in darkness, nations have wept; Watching for dawn, their vigil they've kept.
    All now rejoice; the long night is o'er. Truth is on earth once more!
    Oh, how glorious from the throne above Shines the gospel light of truth and love!
    Bright as the sun, this heavenly ray Lights ev'ry land today.
  3. Chosen by God to serve him below, To ev'ry land and people we'll go,
    Standing for truth with fervent accord, Teaching his holy word.
    Oh, how glorious from the throne above Shines the gospel light of truth and love!
    Bright as the sun, this heavenly ray Lights ev'ry land today.


    Best wishes to all while I'm away. You can write me at the addresses listed under my "About Me" tab. :) I'm off to the City of Smiles.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Busy

I have pictures from lately, but since I'm visiting these guys, I'm not really gonna mess with them right now. Lately I've also gotten behind on responding to and checking my email because my computer is sickly (so sorry if you feel abused or ignored). Often I schedule "Psych" to be recorded on our TV so I can watch the episodes (that I've already seen) later, but sadly I know I won't be able to watch all of them. Frankly, I've just been running out of time to do all these things! Phew, I've just been busy. Mom has been awesome to run so many stinkin' errands with me (and pay for all the junk I need) so I can get everything I need for the mission. We're talking almost every day here, folks. On top of that, the house had to be cleaned, meals had to be planned, people had to be visited and emailed, fun memories had to be made (to store up for a while), and regular spiritual maintenance is a must. Basically the last couple of weeks have more than made up for how lazy I've been for the last few months (and deservedly so). My list of things to do before I leave seems like it should get shorter, but somehow I always have a ton of things to add to the list at the end of the day. Yuck.

Luckily, I'm currently in Idaho visiting the Blakes and having a blast. Vacations really are relaxing, and I'm glad I'm getting one in the midst of all this craziness! Hopefully I can figure everything out when I have to get back to reality!

Let me muse for a bit: Like for instance... that whole "talk before you leave on a mission" thing... Who really has time to prepare a 15-20 minute talk on a hard topic when you have to worry about fitting all of your belongings for the next 18 months in two suitcases, only 50 pounds each?! And who really wants to think about a musical number -- that isn't called for, mind you, if you believe in the Church Handbook at all -- when you have to worry about said talk and a lunch? {At least ask prior to 1 week before said musical number, people. Seriously.} And I guess it's just a learning experience for me to actually be the one leaving in less than a week. I mean, I never really understood what missionaries go through before leaving, but being so bored you could sit for hours changed to suddenly running around like a chicken with its head cut off is not an easy transition, I tell you. And I suppose the return home is even harder in reverse, now that I think about it. Hmmm. What interesting things life teaches.

Well, that talk isn't going to write itself* ... even if its speaker is on vacation until the end of the week.
*Drats.

Hopefully I'll find time to do a more meaningful farewell post before I am set apart as a missionary on Tuesday night!

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

More Fun to Quote than a Movie

I tell you, it's true. My mother is almost more fun to quote than a movie.

Yeah, remember that roommate lady of mine I've already blogged about? Well, the more I'm around her, the more silly things I catch her saying/doing. Some of my favorite follow, and a few even have guest authors (hope it's okay I borrowed the descriptions from your emails, guys). Any extra comments I have are bolded.

This one is written by Emily, my sister.
I went with Mom and Heidi to their stake center for the RS broadcast, right? Well, we were there, sitting in a dark chapel, waiting for the show to start. Heidi texted Becca, who got to go to the conference center, to ask her what color she was wearing, so we could look for her. Heidi, between me and Mom, said, "Look for a grey Boog (obviously, Becca's nickname)." (We've called Rebecca "Boog" for years. Not sure why, but it's such a great nickname. Mom, with her aging ears, heard "grey boob!" We chuckled for a while.

The best part, though? Right before Sister Beck came on screen, I leaned over and said, jokingly, "Remember, look for grey boobs!" And what color was Sister Beck wearing - GREY! So, funny, we were doing the chuckle real hardly, but trying not to make noises, so we cried and our bodies hurt!

Yeah, so we still get a kick when we see people wearing grey. :)


This one is written by the dear Mom herself.
The satellite kept skipping or doing weird things, so I called the service number and tried to follow what the person was telling me to do to fix it, but I had the hardest time understanding her. At the end of the conversation, I hung up, threw the phone of the carpet and said to the others, "She was so black I could hardly understand anything she said." I promise my mom is not racist. She was just frustrated with our broken TV. Just then we heard a voice coming from my phone, "um ma'am." I hung up the phone (which I thought I had already done), and four jaws dropped with hands over our mouths. After the moment of horror on our faces, then came the moment of humor. We laughed at that for a long time. (Still are at times.)

This one is super fun to tease her about, because we can do it when we see anything black. Sometimes we even tease her about inanimate black objects! haha


These next ones I'll just tell you myself.

So Mom recently got new glasses. She really needed them, 'cause she was pretty blind without them. She even came to find out that she should not have been driving with how bad her eyes were. As a side note, because of her poor vision, I literally was driving her everywhere she needed to go for a couple of weeks. She finally got her glasses and can now drive. By golly, I let her. I didn't realize how much I liked being the passenger for so many random errands that we do. Last night we decided to hurry to the store to turn in a Redbox movie we had rented. We were right before 9pm when the movie is due, so we left the house even though it was starting to rain. On the way to the store, it got to be a real downpour. We even got little pieces of hail hitting our car. Obviously, Mom was driving slowly to take care on the wet road. However, it was pretty funny when she said, "Man, it's hard to see!" She meant that it was hard to see with how hard the rain was coming down, and I inwardly agreed. Like I said, it was a downpour. What made it funny, though, was that a couple seconds later she said, "Oh, I know why. I forgot to grab my glasses!" hahaha. Maybe you had to be there, but it sure was funny that she thought the road signs were blurry because of the rain. I keep saying, "Man, it's hard to see!" to her today, and we've literally laughed hard every time.


Okay, here's the latest story. At our very late dinner tonight (oops... getting to be a habit of ours), I was finishing up my meal, and we were actually discussing some of the aforementioned funny stories. I told Mom that she was almost more fun to quote than a movie, and in my laughter about it, I said, "Shooooot." I was clearly quoting Cars. Mom pipes up with a, "What, Tater?" I immediately died laughing and it took her a few seconds before she realized her mistake and said, "Oh... I mean, Mater." bahaha. I can just picture Mom talking to a potato like that. She was trying to be cute and show that she recognized my movie quote, but she somehow still got it wrong. :)


All these funny mistakes also remind me of the blunders Dad would make. One time he was trying to quote his favorite movie, Leave It To Beaver. The real line in the movie is "Gee, Larry. Take a breath!" It's in the part when the fat kid is devouring some cupcakes. Boy, Dad thought he was clever one time when he "quoted" the movie. Dad's version of the line was, "Come up for air, Wally!" Hahaha... I love how he didn't even get the character's name right.


Maybe these were all geography jokes -- you know, the kind you have to be there for in order for them to be funny. But I sure get a kick out of them!!