It has been a few years since I went up to Utah. But with Jacob Webb getting married we figured we would take the trip and visit the old BYU valley. This was one of the reasons we purchased our minivan - for something like this. I hate driving, as does Tevia, so we need something that makes driving less awful. The Sedona did the trick. We loaded up on Wednesday afternoon with the whole family plus Risa. The van was loaded with Nintendo GBAs, DS', and a DVD player with two screens. We decided to drive half way (about) on Wednesday and stay at a hotel in Page, AZ. The drive up was great. We stopped in Flagstaff and then ran into some heavy rain. We arrived in Page about 4 hours later, ate some dinner (Taco Bell) and headed to our hotel. Everyone did well, even Enok.
The hotel was nice - a Best Western (at Lake Powell) - and was cheap, something like $63 for all of us to cram into. We all slept pretty good except Tevia who had to sleep in the same bed as Risa and Enok. She doesn't do well sleeping with kids and Enok kept her up part of the night making his taun-taun noises. I slept with the other two boys and slept like a rock.
We headed out in the morning. The drive was beautiful through Southern Utah. Who knew it was so beautiful in the fall? We stopped in Beaver and then arrived in Provo about 6 hours after leaving Page. Not bad. Enok started to fuss a little the last 30 minutes or so, but beyond that all of the boys were great.
It was fun to see Jake's (Wall) condo. It was nice and toasty for us upon arrival, though it actually wasn't all that cold the whole time we were there. We hung out with Jacob Wall, Cari, and even Kathy came over to see the baby. Tevia and I and the boys then went to Millie's parents' house for dinner with the Webbs and Ropers (Millie's family). The dinner was great and the family seemed very nice. That evening we talked some more and went to bed late.
Friday was the day of the wedding. We got our hair did and dressed up and went to an art gallery up in Alpine for the wedding. It was a little hard to find since the directions on the invitation didn't state that the road, though called the Alpine highway, isn't marked as the Alpine highway. But we found it. Pictures were taken and the wedding went great except Enok made Tevia miss the actual wedding part. I can vouch it took place though. The couple looked great, though both seemed stressed - though better than the night before. We then ate lunch at the place and my chicken courdon bleu was fantastic. The couple then immediately left for their honeymoon and abandoned us to Happy Valley.
Enok wasn't too happy Friday, so Tevia was a little stressed with him not pooing (hehe) and being crabby. The boys spent a lot of time playing Nintendo, especially Lego Star Wars (the original trilogy) and ChibiRobo. Jacob Wall also spent quite a bit of time playing "quick" games on his computer - usuall with Tommy. I'm not sure if he enjoyed it, though, because it seemed that he was yelling at Tommy the whole time they played. :-)
We made sure to get a few culinary delights from our old college town. Tevia got a pumpkin shake from Sconecutters and a hoagie from Hoagie Yogi. I made sure we stopped by the Bamboo Hut, which is under new ownership (though friends with the original owners). It wasn't as good as the old place, but pretty darn good. I gorged on sticky rice, oyster noodles, teriyaki chicken, and more. Fantastic.
We also went up to the campus and looked around. It was beautiful. The landscaping is amazing and we took some pix. It was fun to be there, though it made me feel very old. I personally enjoyed spending time with my brother and sister and Cari. It was great to get to know them some more and laugh and talk. I look forward to Thanksgiving to give it another round.
The trip back was uneventful except we did not break it up into two trips. We made it home, but the last hour was torture as we ran into traffic and then I thought I would take a "short cut" around the traffic. I must say I lost my cool as we seemed to drive all the way to New Mexico and then had to drive back. But...we made it safe. It was a great trip and I can see us doing it again some time next year.
Monday, October 30, 2006
teaching, again, and Halloween
Hi, I did a real substitute teaching job today at Van Wyck for a health teacher. I get so lucky. It was fun! I had 4 periods of health, and 2 were free periods. I read my book and ate my apple in the teacher's lounge. how easy is that? It was fun being the teacher in charge, but I do need to be more mean and strict. Some of the boys get quite rowdy and take advantage of subs. tomorrow I teach health at Wappingers Jr high all day! that will be my first all day as a teacher in charge. I will have 5 classes to teach, 2 free periods, a lunch, and I don't know what they will give me the other period. we shall see.
I am ordering pizza in line with our Halloween tradition, even though Dad and Tom don't want me to. life is sure different for us these days. I will rent a movie, and that is about it for us on Halloween night. happy halloween to all!
I am ordering pizza in line with our Halloween tradition, even though Dad and Tom don't want me to. life is sure different for us these days. I will rent a movie, and that is about it for us on Halloween night. happy halloween to all!
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Bret and Enok relax
Saturday we worked hard in the yard and Enok was tired from all the work!! He and Bret took a much needed rest together. He is a pretty cuddly little guy!!
Friday, October 20, 2006
Best Episode Ever...?
Wow, tonight's Battlestar was awesome. I can't believe how great this show is. What a poignant moment when they are cheering Adama, Tigh is in anguish, and Kara is completely heartbroken. There is no better show on TV!
Thursday, October 19, 2006
interesting note about teachers
I found that as I 'got' to eat in the teachers' lounge, and talk to the teachers as people and not just as a parent, that I felt more imortant. silly? as I walked the halls among the students, I felt empowered. weird? is it just what comes with the title, 'teacher'? I am not a real teacher, but I still felt very important and it sure gave me more self-confidence. Maybe any real job I took or take will give me that. It feels good to be more than just a homemaker, but don't get me wrong, any of you. that, to me, was my most important job in life, and still is. but telling people my age, when they ask me what I do, that I just stay home, gives a strange impression. telling them I am a substitute teacher gets more respect. it shouldn't..... Tev, Cari, and Kathy, being home is harder work than any job, but the most valuable career on the planet, given to us by the Lord himself.
but, now that my kids are all gone except one, I feel the need to do more. I think I will really like this.
but, now that my kids are all gone except one, I feel the need to do more. I think I will really like this.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
A Perfect Night
As I sat in the booth at Freddy's and looked out the window I could see the reflection of my family. Enok was asleep in his seat next to Tevia, who was smiling and laughing at Malik. Malik was walking in circles in the aisle laughing and singing. Jarek sat next to me eating his sundae with marshmallow and sprinkles. I looked at myself with my goatee and thought how ridiculous it seemed that I was an adult; that I had a wife and children. And not only that I was in this position, but that it all worked and was wonderful.
The night had started with an awesome potatoe soup. I did the dishes and then Jarek gave us the lesson for Family Home Evening about Daniel and the lion's den. We sang Follow the Prophet for Malik. Then we gathered into Sihaya (our Kia Sedona) and drove up to Freddy's. And as we ate some of the best custard I have ever tasted we smiled, laughed, and enjoyed being together. There was no place I would rather have been.
Unfortunately the night had to end. We packed back into Sihaya and enjoyed the cool weather as we drove back home listening to Les Miserables. I am so lucky to have such a wonderful family.
The night had started with an awesome potatoe soup. I did the dishes and then Jarek gave us the lesson for Family Home Evening about Daniel and the lion's den. We sang Follow the Prophet for Malik. Then we gathered into Sihaya (our Kia Sedona) and drove up to Freddy's. And as we ate some of the best custard I have ever tasted we smiled, laughed, and enjoyed being together. There was no place I would rather have been.
Unfortunately the night had to end. We packed back into Sihaya and enjoyed the cool weather as we drove back home listening to Les Miserables. I am so lucky to have such a wonderful family.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
A Peculiar People
Yet another sign that we are becoming more and more peculiar. Soon I will be a minority by: being married, having more than one child, and having no tattoos. This is really too bad as so many people are missing out on one of the great reasons we are here. Marriage is, and should be, a wonderful thing.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20061015/ts_alt_afp/afplifestyleussociety_061015170214
http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20061015/ts_alt_afp/afplifestyleussociety_061015170214
Saturday, October 14, 2006
I bet 100 bucks I can make any of you laugh!
Okay so just watch this clip and try not to laugh. Let the giggle loop build up a bit! This is a flavor of the embarassment to come at thanksgiving. ~Jacob
Friday, October 13, 2006
substitute teacher
I did it! starting monday, I am an official sub teacher and sub teacher's aid. I am on both lists, and will be trying out elementary schools and high schools. I am nervous, but excited. It will open a new world for me. I am also taking Jacob's advice. I have time now for hobbies. I am going to sew a jumper, start my poems, and do more genealogy. yeah for me! thanks for the advice Jacob. 52 is good!
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
keeping score
2 things I realized today: one, money is a lousy way to keep score in this game of life.
two- it is taking me a long time to become the person I thought I was when I was younger. ..
two- it is taking me a long time to become the person I thought I was when I was younger. ..
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Busy Body
Okay, why am I such a busy body? It is so hard not to want to have my fingers in all the pies all the time. Bret keeps telling me to keep my nose in my own business, but it is oh so hard. I always worry and fret about what everyone else is doing, thinking, or might be considering even when it has nothing to do with me. This is a hard, nasty habit to kick. Bear with me. Breaking life long habits is VERY hard.
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Sunday, October 08, 2006
Suicide Bombers and Parenting
After nearly 6 months of waiting we finally got to watch the season premiere of Battlestar Galactica (BSG). It was two hours of what I have grown to love about the show: drama, action, emotion, and twists. Many episodes focus on contemporary issues and how they might play out in the future (or alternate universe shall we say). For example they tackled abortion last season looking at it from a different perspective - if the extinction of man is on the line, should abortion be legal?
This week they tackled something I don't think most shows would dare approach: suicide bombings. In the episode as they are fighting for their survival and hopeful escape from the Cylon rule, some of the human rebels turn to suicide bombings. Of course there was argument on the human side on whether this was right or not. But even as they argued over moral implications, the effectiveness of them was never in question. They are effective and difficult to defend against. Hence the situation in the Iraq. It was able to put a more "human" view on something that most of us view as abhorent and crazy. But these people were not crazy, just willing to do whatever in order to fight for something they truly believed in. It was a perspective I had never thought of before and I give the writers kudos for being willing to talk about it. It made me think about my own thoughts as I, too, have strong feelings for my religion and values. Colonel Tigh (BSG) makes a point that there is no difference between sending some men on missions YOU know they will die on and sending men on missions YOU BOTH know they will die in. In fact, might one not be more ethical? Another great show. Thank you writers for bringing back more Boomer. Though she is a Cylon, I love her character. And I trust her. And poor Starbuck.
I am reading, as I think I have mentioned, The World is Flat by Thomas Friedman. I highly recommend the book and have thoroughly enjoyed it so far. Last night I read a section that I loved. In talking about the future "flat world" (a world brought together through free trade and globalization) he talks about how Americans must prepare for a future in order to remain in the situation we are in (i.e. hegemon, high standards of living, etc.). He points out that US citizens are no longer the hungry, driven people that brought us to where we are. We have become a soft, proud people who think we DESERVE everything. The world will not be so generous. We have a billion people alone in China working their butts off just to get a small piece of the pie. Anyway, the part I read talked about the job of parents, which he believes they have done a poor job of. He believes we are raising children with a false sense of entitlement that go to prissy private schools - not to learn more, but just because by going there we merely feel we are entitled to more. He talks about how "delayed gratification" is looked at as a worse punishment than spankings. His view is we need to suck it up and teach our children the value of hard work and not reward them for everything instantly. He mentions that at Caltech (one of the world's best engineering and science universities) the majority of the students are from public schools as private school students don't want the hard work of an engineering/science degree.
It was great to read this section on something I so adamately agree. I could talk on this subject for hours, but I'll just finish by saying I believe we need to go back to how the US' values were 50 years ago. At that time we focused less on "wants" and more on "needs." Parents didn't have to worry about paying for school and purchasing homes for their kids - or paying for retirement because they could move in with their kids. Sure, giving kids an education and a home is great - but is it helping them? And sure getting enough money to live independently from your kids is a great goal - but should that even be a desire? Why wouldn't we want to be with them? Are we so proud we think we are a burden on them? Or so proud we don't want them to help? I know there are other factors in here to consider, but when we talk about the disintegration of family values, it seems you can see a direct correlation with increase in income. Money has become more important than family - and other things. Soon, according to Mr. Friedman (and other inspired men) this will be our downfall.
This week they tackled something I don't think most shows would dare approach: suicide bombings. In the episode as they are fighting for their survival and hopeful escape from the Cylon rule, some of the human rebels turn to suicide bombings. Of course there was argument on the human side on whether this was right or not. But even as they argued over moral implications, the effectiveness of them was never in question. They are effective and difficult to defend against. Hence the situation in the Iraq. It was able to put a more "human" view on something that most of us view as abhorent and crazy. But these people were not crazy, just willing to do whatever in order to fight for something they truly believed in. It was a perspective I had never thought of before and I give the writers kudos for being willing to talk about it. It made me think about my own thoughts as I, too, have strong feelings for my religion and values. Colonel Tigh (BSG) makes a point that there is no difference between sending some men on missions YOU know they will die on and sending men on missions YOU BOTH know they will die in. In fact, might one not be more ethical? Another great show. Thank you writers for bringing back more Boomer. Though she is a Cylon, I love her character. And I trust her. And poor Starbuck.
I am reading, as I think I have mentioned, The World is Flat by Thomas Friedman. I highly recommend the book and have thoroughly enjoyed it so far. Last night I read a section that I loved. In talking about the future "flat world" (a world brought together through free trade and globalization) he talks about how Americans must prepare for a future in order to remain in the situation we are in (i.e. hegemon, high standards of living, etc.). He points out that US citizens are no longer the hungry, driven people that brought us to where we are. We have become a soft, proud people who think we DESERVE everything. The world will not be so generous. We have a billion people alone in China working their butts off just to get a small piece of the pie. Anyway, the part I read talked about the job of parents, which he believes they have done a poor job of. He believes we are raising children with a false sense of entitlement that go to prissy private schools - not to learn more, but just because by going there we merely feel we are entitled to more. He talks about how "delayed gratification" is looked at as a worse punishment than spankings. His view is we need to suck it up and teach our children the value of hard work and not reward them for everything instantly. He mentions that at Caltech (one of the world's best engineering and science universities) the majority of the students are from public schools as private school students don't want the hard work of an engineering/science degree.
It was great to read this section on something I so adamately agree. I could talk on this subject for hours, but I'll just finish by saying I believe we need to go back to how the US' values were 50 years ago. At that time we focused less on "wants" and more on "needs." Parents didn't have to worry about paying for school and purchasing homes for their kids - or paying for retirement because they could move in with their kids. Sure, giving kids an education and a home is great - but is it helping them? And sure getting enough money to live independently from your kids is a great goal - but should that even be a desire? Why wouldn't we want to be with them? Are we so proud we think we are a burden on them? Or so proud we don't want them to help? I know there are other factors in here to consider, but when we talk about the disintegration of family values, it seems you can see a direct correlation with increase in income. Money has become more important than family - and other things. Soon, according to Mr. Friedman (and other inspired men) this will be our downfall.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
My favorites
From time to time I figure it is a good idea to throw in some of my favorites. We play this game as a family quite a bit, but we often limit it to a few basic categories. I will try to open up some of these categories and give insight into what Darth Wall really likes.
Favorite Quick Lunch:
If from home I still love ham and cheese on Grandma Sycamore's white bread. I have eaten it a million times and still my mouth waters whenever I unwrap it. If I go out, right now my favorite is the "double-double burger animal and protein style" from In-N-Out. Fantastic!
Favorite TV Show:
Most know this, but it is definitely Battlestar Galactica. The season premiere starts tomorrow and as Tevia and I have been watching some of last season's episodes I am reminded that this is probably the smartest TV show I have ever watched. Love it.
Favorite Pen:
The Sarasa Zebra 0.7 tip. Greatest pen ever - comes in many colors.
Favorite Magazine:
National Geographic. Who knew I would love this magazine? It has recently overtaken my other favorite: Sole Collector, which is a sneakerhead magazine that recently has strayed from its basketball, urban roots to focus more on running shoes (not too into running).
Favorite Cartoon:
Currently Teen Titans. This Cartoon Network show about Robin and his friends (yes, Batman's sidekick Robin) is fun, funny, and cool. Simpson's would be the top of this list but I don't really consider it a cartoon!
Favorite Quick Lunch:
If from home I still love ham and cheese on Grandma Sycamore's white bread. I have eaten it a million times and still my mouth waters whenever I unwrap it. If I go out, right now my favorite is the "double-double burger animal and protein style" from In-N-Out. Fantastic!
Favorite TV Show:
Most know this, but it is definitely Battlestar Galactica. The season premiere starts tomorrow and as Tevia and I have been watching some of last season's episodes I am reminded that this is probably the smartest TV show I have ever watched. Love it.
Favorite Pen:
The Sarasa Zebra 0.7 tip. Greatest pen ever - comes in many colors.
Favorite Magazine:
National Geographic. Who knew I would love this magazine? It has recently overtaken my other favorite: Sole Collector, which is a sneakerhead magazine that recently has strayed from its basketball, urban roots to focus more on running shoes (not too into running).
Favorite Cartoon:
Currently Teen Titans. This Cartoon Network show about Robin and his friends (yes, Batman's sidekick Robin) is fun, funny, and cool. Simpson's would be the top of this list but I don't really consider it a cartoon!
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Bigger is NOT always better
So I have never really bought into the illusion that bigger is always better. In fact, quite a few things are far better off smaller. I won't bore you all with a list of these things. I will get right down to the matter at hand. I have said this every time I have had a baby, but I will say it again. Bigger boobs are NOT better. I just can't understand why women want larger breasts. They are so annoying. Granted, I know they get bigger for a reason after pregnancy, and that is why many women breast feed, but it's not so great for me. None of my pre pregnancy shirts fit me because I am so top heavy. I am not nearly as big as some women are on a regular basis, but man oh man, being this much bigger really does make my back hurt. I am just not used to packing around the extra weight on top.
Having larger breasts is not really an asset to a Mormon woman either because you really can't wear anything that would "show off" all the cleavage.
So I have to say that having a baby really reminds me to be grateful for the body that I regularly have. Now all I need to do is work on getting my BIG OLE BUTT back down to normal size so I can fit into my jeans!!! Again, bigger is not better in this case either!!!
Having larger breasts is not really an asset to a Mormon woman either because you really can't wear anything that would "show off" all the cleavage.
So I have to say that having a baby really reminds me to be grateful for the body that I regularly have. Now all I need to do is work on getting my BIG OLE BUTT back down to normal size so I can fit into my jeans!!! Again, bigger is not better in this case either!!!
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Me - in the past
I received a neat gift this week in the mail. My mother had found some old books and stuff in NY and asked if I wanted to save them. I had said yes to a few things but was surprised when a package arrived with some old writings and journals. Most of them were from my freshman year at BYU as part of my journal and as part of some writings for an English class.
It was fun to read through them as I know Kathy is currently in that situation. But the thing that was the most fun was an answer to a question I have been pondering for some time. The question was: have I thought the way I think for many years? Or just recently? It is a difficult question to answer as our minds don't seem to recall changes in philosophies. To me, it seems that all my life I have been an optimist, a thinker, and had similar opinions. But this certainly can't be true. There were definitely days as a teenager that I was pessimistic and times that life didn't seem all that great. They may have been limited, but I think they were there.
So reading these writings answered at least a part of this question. And the answer is: yes, it appears my attitudes, beliefs, and philosophies were quite similar to me now - even 15 years ago. My mother noted she read some of these, which I'm sure were fun for her. It was even more fun for me. As I read about my love for basketball, NY, dark-skinned girls and deep ponderings about God and life, it didn't seem all that different than what I feel now. Certainly I am a LITTLE more mature and experienced, but I was actually amazed at how close to the person I am now I was then.
I'm not sure if this is good or bad. I guess if it were relative to a spiritual level this would be bad, but this is not. It leads me to wonder how much people really change. If I have similar thoughts and feelings 15 years later and I have gone through so much since then (mission, marriage, fatherhood, education, etc.), what does it take to change someone's thoughts and opinions? Am I different in the fact that I am content with who I am and stay the course? Or does everyone basically stay the same from the time they finish high school? Will I change in the next 15 years?
Here are some quick thoughts from Freshman year:
"Dreams are obtainable; fantasies, in most cases, are not."
"My most profound insight is...anything is possible, if you believe."
"I have always been optimisitic. It isn't a sense of pride, just true self-confidence."
"There is a fine line between pride and self confidence. One is good, the other bad."
"All my life I have had one fear. I am afraid to get old. I'm 18!"
"I just want to be happy. It doesn't matter to me if I am rich. I want to be married. It's funny, I really do not want so much from life. I have lived on both sides of the spectrum, rich and poor. I have been content in both positions. As long as you know you are loved."
And a poem:
A Day in the City
We were in the shadow of the skyscraper
Watchin' some boys playin' ball.
I shoved the old man aside so I could be closer.
Look at that black girl
Have I eveer wanted someone so bad?
What a move!
Damn I wish I could play like that.
I stare at her.
She catches my glance and turns slightly.
Foul! the old man yells.
A couple business guys in suits look at him.
I roll my eyes.
The game overwhelms me
and the crowd becomes part of the game.
Along with the beautiful black girl
clinging to hte chain-link fence.
It's overwhelming so I leave.
COMMENT: Yes, you did see a swear word in there. It is funny as I have been reading and writing my mission journal and other journals from high school. Sometimes there are things in there that as a reader in the future you feel like censoring. But I will not. I know that this may lead to incorrect assumptions or perceptions, but I feel that I should not edit my past writings. Not that they are full of awful things - some swear words here and there and some dealings with women - but still it is strange reading something like a swear word since I really don't use language like that nor have I for years. Oh, and my mission journal does not have any swear words - at least not yet in my reading. I will be posting that probably starting in 2007 as a weekly post on another blog. Each week will consist of a month of my mission, so the entire series will take 24 weeks (6 months).
It was fun to read through them as I know Kathy is currently in that situation. But the thing that was the most fun was an answer to a question I have been pondering for some time. The question was: have I thought the way I think for many years? Or just recently? It is a difficult question to answer as our minds don't seem to recall changes in philosophies. To me, it seems that all my life I have been an optimist, a thinker, and had similar opinions. But this certainly can't be true. There were definitely days as a teenager that I was pessimistic and times that life didn't seem all that great. They may have been limited, but I think they were there.
So reading these writings answered at least a part of this question. And the answer is: yes, it appears my attitudes, beliefs, and philosophies were quite similar to me now - even 15 years ago. My mother noted she read some of these, which I'm sure were fun for her. It was even more fun for me. As I read about my love for basketball, NY, dark-skinned girls and deep ponderings about God and life, it didn't seem all that different than what I feel now. Certainly I am a LITTLE more mature and experienced, but I was actually amazed at how close to the person I am now I was then.
I'm not sure if this is good or bad. I guess if it were relative to a spiritual level this would be bad, but this is not. It leads me to wonder how much people really change. If I have similar thoughts and feelings 15 years later and I have gone through so much since then (mission, marriage, fatherhood, education, etc.), what does it take to change someone's thoughts and opinions? Am I different in the fact that I am content with who I am and stay the course? Or does everyone basically stay the same from the time they finish high school? Will I change in the next 15 years?
Here are some quick thoughts from Freshman year:
"Dreams are obtainable; fantasies, in most cases, are not."
"My most profound insight is...anything is possible, if you believe."
"I have always been optimisitic. It isn't a sense of pride, just true self-confidence."
"There is a fine line between pride and self confidence. One is good, the other bad."
"All my life I have had one fear. I am afraid to get old. I'm 18!"
"I just want to be happy. It doesn't matter to me if I am rich. I want to be married. It's funny, I really do not want so much from life. I have lived on both sides of the spectrum, rich and poor. I have been content in both positions. As long as you know you are loved."
And a poem:
A Day in the City
We were in the shadow of the skyscraper
Watchin' some boys playin' ball.
I shoved the old man aside so I could be closer.
Look at that black girl
Have I eveer wanted someone so bad?
What a move!
Damn I wish I could play like that.
I stare at her.
She catches my glance and turns slightly.
Foul! the old man yells.
A couple business guys in suits look at him.
I roll my eyes.
The game overwhelms me
and the crowd becomes part of the game.
Along with the beautiful black girl
clinging to hte chain-link fence.
It's overwhelming so I leave.
COMMENT: Yes, you did see a swear word in there. It is funny as I have been reading and writing my mission journal and other journals from high school. Sometimes there are things in there that as a reader in the future you feel like censoring. But I will not. I know that this may lead to incorrect assumptions or perceptions, but I feel that I should not edit my past writings. Not that they are full of awful things - some swear words here and there and some dealings with women - but still it is strange reading something like a swear word since I really don't use language like that nor have I for years. Oh, and my mission journal does not have any swear words - at least not yet in my reading. I will be posting that probably starting in 2007 as a weekly post on another blog. Each week will consist of a month of my mission, so the entire series will take 24 weeks (6 months).
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