My Favorite Genre

As I've become mellowed out by age my taste in music has changed. I've become much more concerned with the music making me feel the spirit than I am with the quality of the music. Naturally, this has caused my taste to change. I begun to enjoy songs teach true doctrine, that has the spirit testifying of the truth of the doctrine contained in the songs. As I've tried out almost every style of music, one style keeps becoming more prevalent in my mind. Anybody that has listened to music with me since I've come home from my mission knows what Genre I'm writing about. Country. Right now I'm listening to a song titled "I saw God Today" by George Strait. Other Titles also include, but are not limited to; "Don't take the Girl", "Unanswered Prayers", "I'll Go on Loving You", "Are You Washed in the Blood?", "Waiting on a Woman", "Little Moments", "When I get Where I'm Going", "Walk a Little Straighter Daddy","She's my Kinda Rain", "Live Like You Were Dying", "My Next Thirty Years", and my personal favorite "Love without End, Amen" by George Strait. Feel free to listen to any of these songs and you'll realize what I mean. I've personally felt the Spirit during each of these songs. I think that country has motivated me more towards goodness than any other genre outside of the Hymns.

Busy Sundays

Its amazing how busy Sundays are. I can barley breathe half of the time. they generally start off kinda slow(church doesn't start till 11:30) but immediately after church I usually have dinner with Laurie and Micheal. Yesterday it didn't start till 4:30. That's probably my favorite post-church event. It was actually really sweet. MD is finally starting to warm up to me. He even gave me a hug when I left, Then Nick was having a mini mission reunion. I arrived at the tail end of that just in time to have my smoothy party. That was a ton of fun. We probably had about 15 people there at one point, and about 8 of those were female, and not just any females, they were hecka cool females. I had so much fun. Then its off to ward prayer, love-notes, and game night. When I finally get back to my apartment at 12, I get on Facebook and see that Elder Earl is on, so we start chatting it up and lo and behold he lives right across the street from me. So he comes over for an hour, then I go over to his place to meet his wife. I finally get home around 2 am, take a shower and get to bed around 3ish. I forgot to change my alarm from my Sunday settings and wake up around 8, to late to take the bus. So I call a friend and get a ride with him. Talk about an exciting life.

My addiction

I've realized that I have a major addiction. Its probably the most addictive thing that one can encounter. Its worse than Drugs, Alcohol, Pornography, you name it this substance is more addictive. Its the $5 foot-long Spicy Italian Sub on Italian Herb and Cheese bread from Subway. I was initially exposed by my father during my 7th grade year of school. Since then I've been off and on. I'd quit for a week or two but I've never had the will power to resist. I was doing so good. It had been about 3 months since I had acted out and then one of my friends wanted to go. I was powerless to resist. Since then I think that I've hit rock bottom. They say that when your trying to break an addiction that you have to change everything about yourself, even the way that you do certain things. This is to help you avoid triggering your "Habit," so I fled to Utah under the guise of going to school. To my up most horror that there is a Subway across the street from LDSBC! Oh the Horror. So I went and applied.

Greatest Moment as an Uncle

So I live near my older sister Laurie and her husband and 2 sons. I remember the Oldest Son Micheal from before my mission, but he doesn't remember me at all. He is also notoriously slow to warm up to people(His younger brother Hyrum is another story). I've been going to their house on Sunday for Family dinner and Michael has been avoiding/ignoring the strange man who keeps coming to his house. Well this last Sunday it finally happened. I was sitting on the couch and I threw a pillow at little Michael, he looked at me and threw it back. Before you know it we're knocking down pictures and candlesticks as we frolicked in their living room. It was so fun. I doubt that he'll remember me this next Sunday. But for 1 hour I felt like his uncle again. I love being near enough to develop this relationship with at least 2 of my nephews.

New Beginings

This is my blog for any interesting ideas that I have at any random moment on any random day during any random year. I'm still trying to figure out the difference between bogging and facebook, but life goes on.