See ya Theresa

My dear ol' pal Ms. Theresa Lenz is leaving me this week, which leaves my friend count back to zero.  To say goodbye we both went to San Francisco to see Jeannie Powers and have dinner.

Two cute girls/women

I have not seen Jeannie in 5 years, so it was a joyous reunion and there was much rejoicing.  She has a really nice place in San Francisco in the Mission district.  Theresa and I wanted me to come over as a surprise, because we forgot that she hates surprises (we are bad friends).  She prepared fondue for the dinner, because she didn't know I was coming.  But I figured it was such a huge event to be reunited that I had some cheese after being celibate from cheese for the past 6 months at least.  I know that no one will believe me, but after not having cheese for an extended period of time you start questioning why people like it so much, it's really not that good.

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 "Wow, it looks like I'm having fun" 

The Jeannie quote of the night was when we took this picture, and implied that the rest of the night she wasn't having fun... it was pure comedic genius. 

Good-bye Theresa until Thanksgiving where we can eat Tofurky again!  P.S. I want to jump your bones!

Gavin the MANion

I have a confession to make- my car has been mistreated and I had to make amends.  I hadn't really used it for a few years, and I neglected it by walking or riding my bike to school and work.  To make up for my transgressions I decided to pretty her up and put some wax on her.

Leather seats?! What a hypocrite!

Gavin gave me the best birthday present ever- a car detail.  He wanted to do it a few months ago, but I decided to wait until it stopped raining a bit.  I should have just pulled out a lawn chair and watched him work, but I felt bad for him because that's what Breanna always does... So I helped out.

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Gavin died a little inside when he cleaned my seats

Yes that nice line where he is cleaning is actual dirt that has been ground into the leather over the years.  It looks amazing now, and must have been hard for Gavin to see a car mistreated in any way, shape or form.  I think he's also trying to make friends with my car after all the childhood trauma Gavin put the car through.  For those of you who don't know, Gavin had someone run into my car the first week I bought it.  The drivers door was bashed in pretty good.

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Notice his facial expression and rubber gloves

 Thanks Gavin, you're the best!  Maybe I'll even let you beat me in Call of Duty tonight!

Adventures in San Francisco

Chelsey Blatter needed some  help moving into her new apartment this last Saturday.  Usually my Family and I would pass up this wonderful offer and do something productive with our time like watch movies, but Chelsey is special.  Chelsey lives in San Francisco.  We jumped at the chance to go, and we were told that Chelsey's roommate owns all the furniture so it would be an easy move.

 

Chelsey was still able to fill an entire trailer with clothes

It was an awesome afternoon and I love spending time with Uncle Kevin, Auntie Lyn and Chelsey... and my family too I guess.  The day was beautiful and we got to break the law by being double parked for over 4 hours.  Breaking the law always promotes family togetherness, we should do it more often.

 

We used Breanna as our pregnant defense system against tickets

 

  Chelsey is a smart girl.  As a result, it must have slipped her mind to mention we were moving out of a 2nd story apartment into a 3rd story one.  I was planning on running/weight lifting when I got home from our adventure, but I was able to combine both of those activities into one.  Stair climbs while lifting weights, what a killer combo.

We are sweating profusely - except Lyn she's just glistening

 

In all seriousness I had an awesome day with all my great family... Be sure to call me the next time Chelsey gets evicted! (OK the end part wasn't serious... don't call me.)

Mission Accomplished! George W. Bush style

Facebook Etiquette?

I have been on facebook for a while, and have started using it with more frequency in the past year, but recently I have been more self conscious of the social norms on facebook.  To be honest, I have no idea about them and have recently consulted my resident facebook advisor Danny Armstrong.

Before I was in the singles ward I had no new friends, which meant I had no dilemma concerning new facebook friend requests.  I was always under the impression that you had to ask someone to be a facebook friend in person, then you could do it.  But I have been recently informed that you can just add people that you have only met once and maybe not even talked to for half a minute and its not totally rude.  Is this true?!

Now that I'm in a new culture (ward) with many new faces to meet, facebook has taken on an entirely new and scary turn.  I had always viewed facebook as a way to keep up with old friends but I can see it now in its entirety... and I have fully embraced the evil. The twisted reality is that Facebook is super stalkerish.  I find myself looking at peoples pages I don't even know and have never even seen in my life!

How does this translate into other parts of my life now?  When I finally meet that person should I be a total liar and ask questions I already know the answers to?  Or should my creepy side be out in the open for all to view?  Should I ask that attractive girl if the mole on her back is cancerous and advise her to get it looked at because I saw it on facebook?

I have usually had all my profile stuff available for view, because I highly doubted anyone would even be interested in my page unless I knew them in person.  I don't think I want to have a conversation with anyone I just met where that person talks about my teenage acne that they saw in my facebook pictures...

I need some serious help to this newly found problem in my life!

Kickin it old school

So this Sunday was my first time back to the singles ward and boy was it exciting.  It's fun to meet people again, something I haven't really done in a long time but I forgot just how different the singles ward culture is.  Talking about my mission is one example.  No one is really interested in my mission, and I haven't talked about it for years but everyone still asks (which is another story entirely).  I am excited about all the different activities singles wards have that family wards just seem to ignore and not have.  It's a lot easier to make friends in the singles ward than in family wards- that's for sure.

I know a handful of people, like Danny Armstrong who is a big pimp.  The majority of the ward are totally new faces to me, which is a good thing.  Lets see where this little adventure takes me... I'm excited.