Peeps

I have become friends with my mission companion's little sister. She has Asperger’s syndrome which is a high functioning autism. She is very choosy about who she likes, but she L-O-V-E-S me. Her parents came to town last year and went to the family history library so she and I got to hang out for the day. That’s when she got my number. And that’s when I started getting the most hilarious texts from her. She thinks I am a complete dolt. And she loves it. Here’s a sample:

X: Hey, what are you doing? (This is how they all start)

Me: Oh, just cleaning my car. What’s up?

X: Guess what kind of pet I got?

Me: A snake?

X: No, it’s a bird. Just a hint.

Me: A bald eagle?

X: No, that would be illegal. Think smaller.

Me: A hummingbird?

X: No, think bigger. It’s like a quail. What does a quail do when it eats?

Me: Poop on the floor?

X: No, it scratches. What other animal scratches? It starts with ch.

Me: A chicken!

X: Yep. Guess what we named it?

Me: Little Red?

X: Nope. Peeps:

Me: Oh, well that’s cute!

X: Of course it’s cute. I’m potty training it.

Me: That must be fun. And you got her just in time for Easter.

X: I’ll get you for that!

Me: For what?

X: You said I should eat my chicken for Easter dinner!

I don’t know where she came up with that last part, but she just cracks me up. But just for the record, if I was going to have a pet, I would have a bald eagle.

I LOVE PREDCTIVE TEXT

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.

Nicole

One of my favorite things to do is catch up with old friends. I just like to know what is going on and how their life is turning out so far. I went to visit my friend Nicole on Tuesday night. I have known her forever. She moved into the ward when she was 10 and I was 9, but we didn't become friends until I was 12 and in young women's.We became best friends. I remember nights when we woudl be talking on the phone and, of course, I would fall asleep while she was talking to me. I know, big surprise, right? I still do that... Anyway, it was fun to hang out with her for a number of reasons, one being that her older sisters would let us tag along. In fact, when I was 13 or 14, one of them took us to drag State Street. Yeah, I got in trouble for getting home so late, but it was fun. And so grown up. But now that I think about it, dragging State is just plain weird. Anyway, we would always go for drives as soon as she turned 16. And we did a lot of talking. We just got to know eachother really well during pivotal times in our lives. And these days, she tends to remember a lot more about my teenage years than I do. And let me tell you, it can be embarassing... She was great to pal around with. I moved out of that ward when I was 16 but we maintained contact. She got married and moved to Oregon while I got busy with school and went on a mission. We lost touch there for a while, but she found me again and I saw her at Alana's wedding last year. Since then we have gotten together a few times. I now know what she is up to and a lot of what has happened in her life. She has four kids and lives in a cute little house in Spanish Fork wher her hub is a successful lawyer. It's so cute to see how proud she is of him. She is a great mom and her kids are absolutely darling. She is as gorgeous as ever, totally happy, and so much fun to talk with. What is so great about it is that when we do see eachother, we are able to just pick up where we left off. No awkwardness or feeling like there is nothing to talk about. That's what I love about long time friends. They already know so much about you aand you can continue to build on that foundation from all those years ago. So, I thank all my wonderful friends! I love you all!

Nicole is the one in the green sweatshirt. And I'm in the middle.