Mission Prep
So I finally told Mr. Ute about the mission thing. And guess what!? He's totally supportive.In fact he said, "That's great! I think you'll make a great missionary. I'll do anything I can to help you prepare."
Which I interpreted to mean, "I'll even help you pack your bags! In fact, why don't we send you off even sooner than the fall? How about next week?"
Above is more evidence that I may in fact be a crazy person. I don't know what I expected him to say. But it wasn't supposed to be sooo enthusiastic. I guess I wanted the same words spoken just in a more trailing off, awkward tone.
And then my guy friends talked me down from my crazy place. And I talked to Mr. Ute about it again. And I talked myself into not freaking out anymore.
So we're all square.
And as we speak, Mr. Ute is driving down. We're going to dinner with our couple friends. (I have couple friends now. I feel like a real grown up blogger) And then we're going to figure out something to do. The options: Bonfire up the canyon. DI ('nuff said). Tie dye (because I've been dying to do that). Or the movies...
Decisions, decisions.
What are you up to on this Friday night dear readers?
Always and forever,
-the Romantic
1 comments:
"Tie dye (because I've been dying to do that)" haha love the pun!
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