I am of course referring to my mission papers! The stake president put them in on Monday and he said there'd be a 50 to 70% chance they'd get here before I leave town on July 5th, if not they'll be redirected to my home address. I'm excited, there's something very cool about having the next year and a half of your life in an envelope.
Speaking of leaving on the fifth this creates a problem because I was supposed to leave my current apartment today, they have all kinds of charges for staying later, so I may just have to pull a "Lucky Buns" and camp out on the couch of some very kind an beautiful ladies for a week or so. My grandparents get here a week from today for a family reunion and then I'm driving back with them, and all my crap in their motor home. Since my grandma is the world's most talkative person ever, and my grandfather is practically mute it should be a really interesting journey. If all goes according to plan I will be back in Washington in time for my sister's visit and hopefully go through the temple with her and my grandparents there. Exciting times ahead.
By the way for numerous reasons I have moved up my availability date to July 31st.
Also, could everyone please make certain to sign their posts with their name or nickname. (I personally like to use my nickname so that one day if I get famous I won't be traced back to my vulgar college days of boobs, mammograms, and nakedness). Usually I can figure it out whose writing what, but I like to be one hundred percent sure...so stick it...on the end of your post.
Thanks,
Man Thighs
PS since adding the above about when I get famous and being traced, I stupidly added my mission photograph to my post, I had to put it in my papers and I thought you might want to see it. Now I'll never be able to hide my callow past!
3 comments:
Wow Dr. Thighs! How exciting. Life in an envelope, it sounds exhilarating. I must be called within hours of the opening. MUST! Even though I'm a crappy friend and haven't called you back. Which, no real good excuse, but my sister and I traded phones, so she didn't even bother to tell me you had left a message until three or four days after the fact. Still, I'm lame.
So is that the real picture you sent with your papers? You look so... enthusiastic. My bets are on Russia now. You'll fit right in. :) Either that or they'll send you there so you'll mostly be wearing lots of clothes to cover up your smoking hotness. Sister missionaries aren't supposed to be attractive.
Good luck pulling a "Lucky Buns," who by the way is doing very well in Italy. I'm sticking it now!
Love,
Dr. Nanny
I had a few of me smiling, but I thought they looked dorky and vapid, so I tried to go for serene and serious, but not prison photo.
oh well,
Dr. Thighs
Wow THIGHS! That is SOOOOOO exciting. I too MUST be called after your call, even though I haven't called you lately either. Still, I'll hate you if you don't call me. Okay, probably not hate . . .
I do miss your vocab though.
Your photo makes me smile, even though you are not. I agree with Marta - Russia for sure. :) You are going to be a sexy missionary. And, dare I say, you probably won't develop the stereotypical "sister misssionary" physique.
I had to laugh about you talkinga about your grandparents. I want stories. Good times.
Question: (I hope you read that like Dwight would say it): why did you move up your date? [Maybe that's a questions that should have been asked and answered not on a blog.]
Speaking of dates . . . I talked with Roomie today and let's just say she's been doing enough dating to make us all very proud women.
By the way, WHEN you are famous Sam, you couldn't hide your past. We all have too much dirt on you. I'd be more than happy to sell information to the highest bidder.
:) Or we could always blackmail you for favors. You could introduce us to any of the Grey's Anatomy stars, greats from the Classics, etc.
Love you all,
Megan
p.s. I really miss you guys.
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