Phat News

I don't know what has to happen to turn "fat" into "phat"... but apparently it happened and that's the kind of news I have for all y'all.  Remember when I said I was planning on going on a mission?  It's ok if you don't, I love having a broken heart.  They're the best!  *sarcasm...*  Well here's my news!!  I GOT CALLED TO GUATEMALA!  Anybody who's anybody already knew that, but it's not official until it makes it onto at least one blog.  That's what they all say, anyway.

I'm beyond excited!  I get to leave May 15 to the Guatemala MTC.  Imma be fluent in Spanish, yo!  Another fun fact:  one of my friends went to the exact mission I've been called to!  So I get an inside scoop before I even leave the country!

Ummm.... That's all the news I have for you... so it's turned into story time from here on out.  Hope that's kosher...


Now now now.... Think back to 100 years ago when this happened.  The guy from that story, well call him Lohan, is basically my neighbor!  He found out that the girl he stole an iPod from lived real close so him and his roommate.... Frankfurt, came to visit!  Creepy?  Just a little.. they have showed up several times since then.  Just thought you guys would like to know the latest update about that whole ordeal.  But that's pretty much it...


Next item of business:  have you ever experienced a winter in Northern Utah?  I'm assuming that's a phat yes.  So you know how butt cold it can get.  And how much snow that accumulates.... a couple weeks ago it was -16°.  -16°.  We're talking frozen nose hairs, people!  Eyeballs freezing open.. Thighs turning into ice even when walking.  This is some sketchy stuff!  It's even more terrible when it gets to be 7° and you think, "wow!  I only need a sweater today!"  And then it hits 25° and everyone starts stripping off layers like there's no tomorrow!  Not even kidding, I walked outside the other day and thought it was ok to wear flip flops.  My excuse?  "Well, it IS February."

Last week I was heading far far away on Judea's plain and I had to stop home to pick up my madre... We had to quickly rearrange the cars in the driveways and she specifically said, "don't put Aunt Clara in that other driveway.  It hasn't been shoveled yet."  Was I listening?  Kind of... Was I listening enough to follow her instructions?  Not a chance.  The last thought that went through my mind as I was headed right into a TON of snow was, "If I can generate just enough speed..."  Well heck!  Not even Aunt Clara who is a champ could make it through that!  I got stuck stuck stuck!  That's when this conversation went down...

Me- "Mom, it's ok, everyone needs to get stuck at least once in a winter."

My mom- "Right now though?  We're in a hurry!"

Me- "Mother, it never happens at a convenient time, silly!"

I still stand behind that one.  If it was convenient, it wouldn't be called, "getting stuck".  It would be called, "parking the car in less than ideal conditions and maybe it can't move right now".

Moral of the story is this:  We grabbed shovels and handled the situation like a boss.  Who says a couple of girls can't handle disasters?!  Together, my mother and I have done some pretty impressive things.  

Last story:  My brothers are way too cute for their own good.  They are so so so sweet (most of the time..).  I had to leave to head back to college last week and they went outside and started pelting Aunt Clara with snowballs saying, "if we pelt her car hard enough, she can't leave!" So we had a snowball fight!  We had another one three days ago and this time they went in with a battle plan... One knocked me over and the other started shoveling on snow.  In  the end, I was straight up buried.  I'm actually still stuck in the snow right now!  It's more like an igloo.  JOKE!  I can't believe you actually thought I was still in the snow!  I would be dead!  Man, sometimes my jokes are just too good.....