Nerd Alert

I am feeling pretty nerdy today, what with a second experiment supporting the possibility of faster than light travel. I feel like this is a good time to mention a realization that I had.

Let me preface this by mentioning that I have always had a hard time remembering my age. Whenever I start to get the hang of it, it changes! So I always look for ways to easily remember my age. 24 and 25 were great years. 24 is made up of lovely numbers like 2, 3, 4, 6, 8, 12. It's just easy to remember. 25 was even better! A square number!

26 was unmemorable. Sure, it was two times a prime number, but still no fun. As I was driving down the street the other day I was thinking about 27 and how it's also totally unmemorable, when suddenly I realized that 3 time 3 is nine, and nine times 3 is 27! My age is a cubed number!! I also realized that the next time this will happen is when I turn 64. That's a long time away. However, I realized my mom turns 64 in a couple of months. I think we need to have a party to celebrate this momentous occasion. Maybe we should wait until my nephew turns 8 in March.

Inseparably Connected

I hereby declare that the looseness of clothing in inversely proportional to self-confidence.

Backstory: Years ago, when I was a very small child, my older cousin was at the mall. This was long before cell phones. She called her mother to come get her and mentioned that she was nervous because a bunch of hoodlums were milling around. But she phrased it to her mother that she was surrounded by people with "low self-esteem." This became a family joke, and as I was growing up, I always pictured the hoodlums with low self-esteem to also have the very loose, baggy jeans that was the style for skater and gangsta types a few years back.

Currentstory: At my work, I am always trying to find that perfect mix between stylish and functional. Working with farmers, it's not always useful to dress in the fanciest clothes, and the urge to wear my grubbiest is great. So not long ago I wore a combination of lovely cowboy boots and skinny jeans and hit on something amazing. I felt powerful. Tall, strong, and powerful. Then it hit me. It's all about footwear and the tightness of your clothes! This is the great lesson in life. To feel confident, wear skinny jeans and leather boots. Always.

After nearly a year of nonblogging, a text conversation

Number I don't recognize, 7:05 am: "Forgot my phone and bb at home mom and wife"

****I assumed this was a wrong number as I didn't understand the term bb, and my mom signs her texts "love mom" or "love mom and anne"

Number I don't recognize, 8:53 am: "Hello"

Me, 8:53 am: "Who is this"

Number I don't recognize, 8:56 am: "Mom sent u a text b4 u didnt get it"

Me, 8:56 am: "Who are you? I think you have the wrog number"

****note my poor spelling.

Number I don't recognize, 8:59 am: "This is ur mother. left both my phone and bb at home!"

****I'm thinking, "That was helpful. What in the world is a bb?"

Me, 9:00 am: "Look, please stop texting me. You have the wrong number."

****I felt pretty bad about that one. No need to be rude. Plus, I was curious.

Me, 9:07 am: "Actually, I'm curious. What's a bb? Some sort of gun?"

Number I don't recognize, 9:10 am: "Lol...blackberry. sorry bout the wrong number"

Me, 9:11 am: "Oh. Thanks. No problem"

****Now I am left with the unanswered question, "Why does she need both a phone and a blackberry?"

3 things

I have decided to tell three things about my life recently. I am still deciding what they are. By the end of the post, there will be three!

1. I went to Hawaii for Thanksgiving!!!! It was so much fun!

We got to go to the temple, which was rededicated the day we arrived. I think we did as much as humanly possible in one week in Hawaii. Maybe not, but we did a lot!

2. I learned that on power cables that have fuses in the pug, the plug will have the type of fuse needed written right there where it's easy to see. I learned this after I went to Radioshack 3 times to get a fuse that worked. But now our Christmas tree shines brightly and without fear of overheating or blowing a fuse!

3. I saw Harry Potter 7a, or whatever they're calling it these days, and I really liked it. This surprised me. I've been ambivalent about most of the previous movies.

FHE 2.0

So this week we split into our FHE groups, finally. It was a bit messy. There are four large groups for the whole ward, and four leaders for each group, in an attempt for them not to get too burned out planning activities every week. Each group was supposed to get to know/entertain people from about 7:15 till 8:00, when we would all share dessert together. I expected two groups to succeed with flying colors, and two to have varying levels of fail. This happened, but it was not the groups I expected. My star-studded cast of four totally awesome group leaders didn't last more than 20 minutes! They were supposed to set the example for everyone else. Sadly, the one I expected to have the most problems did have the most problems.

My quiet but steadfast lonely group leader was stellar, going above and beyond what I expected of him, and keeping the largest contained group of young single adults entertained so long that I had to come looking for them to tell them dessert was served. Finally, the group I was in. It's amazing how you can influence things to keep rolling when you're there acting slightly too enthusiastic and strong-willed to be denied. This group succeeded because I added a little certainty to the very uncertain group leaders. So there you have it. I am not sure how my group leaders will fare in coming days, but so far things are going ok!