Monday, August 27, 2018
Burke & Fairfax, Virginia
That subject line isn't applicable. I just have Veggie Tales stuck in my head right now, and I was hoping that writing it down would alleviate the incessant sound of Junior Asparagus's voice. Even though Laura the carrot says the specific line I've written as my subject.
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| Heart attacking the door of a cute sister! |
We went to visit some members in the ward, and they have a cat, Boots, who I have a rivalry with. This is probably the fattest cat I have ever seen, and it knows how to play people. I think I may be the only human to be able to see past his little charade. That's why he hates me so much. Anyway, every time we go over there, the cat always comes over to "play" with me. In reality, he is just looking for an excuse to sink his paws into my flesh. Anyway, I decided to pretend that I was friends with this cat, so I would throw a remote that was attached to a string and then pull it back to me as Boots would unsuccessfully try to pounce on the fast-moving object. Well, I guess Boots got a little excited, so he decided to run ahead before I launched the remote into the distance. And that wasn't a very good idea because after I let go of the remote, I could see that it was going to land just where Boots was. And before I could yell "Look out, Boots! Make way for the flying remote!" - THUNK -the thing collided with Boots's head. As I sat on the couch, I did an internal gasp of horror and looked around to see if anyone saw Boots get a concussion. Everyone seemed engaged in their own conversation, so I got up to make sure the cat was still breathing. I guess I seemed like a threat at that point because I was clearly not welcome in the close vicinity to the ailing creature. I whispered "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!! Just don't tell mom!" The cat didn't think I was funny. There is still a rivalry between me and Boots, but don't worry. I always win.
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| My chalkboard drawing of Jesus. |
We went to a mission farewell yesterday for someone leaving from the Fairfax Ward, and there was a little platter of cheese set aside from the rest with a sign that said "Sister Kleven's Cheese." And then the wife came up to me and said "We were going to have shrimp, but my husband said, 'We can't have shrimp! Sister Kleven doesn't like shrimp!'" I love these people.
I was going to write about a miracle that happened this week, but it turns out that it wasn't actually a miracle after all. It's fine. I'm not bitter.
There have been cockroach sightings all over our apartment complex so there are exterminators who are now invading our lives. I swear, there are more men with giant tanks of poison entering our apartment than cockroaches. I realize I probably shouldn't be complaining about that. We found a giant one the other day. I was just chillin' in my chair and saw a blob moving in my peripheral vision, so I glanced down and a lil' giant bug was meandering across our living room. He is now trapped safely under a cup that I will never be drinking from again. Who needs poison when you have cat-like reflexes?
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| In the rain |
We had Zone Conference this week! It was enjoyable. Except when they did our car inspections, Babe's window was left unrolled, so when it rained, Babe's interior was exposed to the elements. And we didn't realize it until afterwards and I sat right in a giant puddle as I was getting into the car to drive away. But it's okay. Poor Babe. Also, we had fried chicken. So, that was enjoyable.
I have very few cool stories this week. Just kidding. My life is awesome.
Also, I actually really like Junior. Even if he is an asparagus. His message is always inspiring.
Love you all!
Me