The Unexpected Great Day

My roommate had boys over this morning at one.  Yes, one in the morning; I don't call anything after noonday morning.  Instead of going downstairs and ask what she thought she was doing (in much more inappropriate terms) I turned on a cd and went to sleep by drowning out the laughing, screaming, and shouting.  So, when I woke up again to my cell phone, it was ten o'clock.  I slept through my alarm.  My mom called me to see if I was coming home so we could go to lunch.  I hadn't been planning on it, because my brother and I are going to The Lion King thursday, so I thought that I would go to that and come home after the show.

However, I decided that I needed to help my mom with the grocery shopping for Bear Lake, and that required my going back up to Ogden.  It was worth it: Chinese food, choosing yummy food to eat over Labor Day, and a surprising visit from Ryan Taylor.  I guess he's been introducing my mom to that Xango stuff: he sells it.  Anyways, after that he and I went and visited a bunch of people in the Plain City 6th ward for the missionary council.  I was able to enjoy myself and not count how many times I used certain words in the conversation.  In other words, I was able to be a normal human being!  Which is nice, since when I talk to people I can rarely be that (yes, if I have known you for less than a year, I probably count how many times I use certain words, because it worries me that I sound repetitive in my speech).

We stopped at his house to get a brochure of some sort for my mom on a Xango product, and then headed back to my house for BLTs and sprite.  Really, I probably kept him longer than I should have at my house showing off my brother's senior year musical, The Wedding Singer, but I enjoyed it.  Hopefully he did.