As most of you know, I am terrible at spell checking my text messages. It gets me in some trouble sometimes, but mostly it just confuses people. I was the confused one by someone's mistake tonight. Here is a little back story. My friend Dan came to Institute tonight. He was sitting in the back by himself and I headed to sit by the girl I visit teach with my other friend. He pretended he was a little mad that I didn't come sit by him so I called him a "back row B student" and said he should come sit by us. Well, he sat behind us for a second and then said he was out of there. So I thought maybe my comment had offended him. Enter text:
Me: I hope I didn't offend you!
Dan: Oh no. I have singles and decided to head back home.
Me: Dan! You can't be bitter!
Dan: What do you mean I can't be bitter?
Me: You can't hate singles!
Dan: No. I have shingles. The virus infection. Ha!
You guys. I really like texting. It gives me a daily chuckle.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. It gets me all geared up for Christmas buy counting all the many many things I am thankful to have in my life. And then for Christmas I get to celebrate the greatest gift. I wanted to go on another humanitarian trip so I went back to Mexico. It really made me more thankful for what I have been given. I am so spoiled and loved.
This is the cutest little girl in the world. Her name is Carmen. We went down to build her house. She was really shy and quiet at first but always had a smile on that cute little face. Then on Thanksgiving, FAI (the nonprofit organization we work with) threw a big party for us. Well, I think we were just and excuse. But the directors of FAI came as well as the mayor with his crew and lots of news reporters. After dinner, we had a big dance party and Carmen was the belle of the ball. Of course we ended up in a circle, so she was in the middle and would pull us one by one to dance with her until she was done with us. She didn't end up going home till around 11:00 or so and when we went to her house the next morning, she hadn't gone to school. She told her mom, "I was dancing all night. I will go to school on Monday!" So that's what happens when you let your kids dance the night away. She woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed when we got there and was so sweet to all of us. She went into her little house and brought each of the girls a little treasure to keep. I love mine, even though I don't really believe in worshipping Mary. But I love Carmen. It was a wonderful trip, and gave me another sweet little girl that I am so thankful I met.