you ain't thinking about me
So, Scott and I went to the Rose Garden yesterday. Most of the roses aren't in bloom yet, but it was peaceful. I think I have a great pic of mt. hood I took there.
It was bigger in real life.
Sheri Dew came last night and spoke to us yesterday. It was good. She spoke about how we should seek counsel from the lord instead of from the world. This was her 2nd year coming...and I wasn't as excited. I didn't even go clamor to shake her hand. Been there. Done that.
We had a dance afterwards. There's this boy in my ward -- he's in a wheelchair too -- and apparently that means we are made for each other. At least, to him. The problem is i am not attracted to him in the least. We were introduced months ago and we shook hands and he wouldn't give me my hand back. It was creepy. He doesn't know me. Since then, I have made it a point to ignore him -- not even eye contact., but he continues to stare -- he never talks to me -- just stares. So much that even my brother has noticed...and I am completely creeped out. So,between him and watched young mormon boys try to flirt(which is funny), the dance was a wash-out.
Today, I have been way tired. Not much to report.Church was ok and the bulletin was boring. I resisted putting yo' momma jokes in the bulletin. The bishopric would have killed me.
It was bigger in real life.
Sheri Dew came last night and spoke to us yesterday. It was good. She spoke about how we should seek counsel from the lord instead of from the world. This was her 2nd year coming...and I wasn't as excited. I didn't even go clamor to shake her hand. Been there. Done that.
We had a dance afterwards. There's this boy in my ward -- he's in a wheelchair too -- and apparently that means we are made for each other. At least, to him. The problem is i am not attracted to him in the least. We were introduced months ago and we shook hands and he wouldn't give me my hand back. It was creepy. He doesn't know me. Since then, I have made it a point to ignore him -- not even eye contact., but he continues to stare -- he never talks to me -- just stares. So much that even my brother has noticed...and I am completely creeped out. So,between him and watched young mormon boys try to flirt(which is funny), the dance was a wash-out.
Today, I have been way tired. Not much to report.Church was ok and the bulletin was boring. I resisted putting yo' momma jokes in the bulletin. The bishopric would have killed me.