September is almost over . . .

Two hand-holdings, a kiss on the cheek, a plate of brownies, Sunday night dinner, and a Sunday school surprise . . . yeah--it's been that kind of a weekend: amazing!

Take me out to the ballgame

For future reference, when we talk about the opposite sex, that being the female, we use baseball terms. It's not your typical "first base, second base, etc." It has nothing to do with that. It has everything to do with everything else though. Here are just a few examples:



Roommate: "So what is your lineup?"

Other Roommate: "Well girl #1 (insert name here) is leading off, but girl #2 is on-deck. I figure girl #1 will stay in the lead-off position until she messes up or girl #2 makes a statement and gets some key hits."

Roommate: "Anybody in the hole?"

Other: "Well there is this one girl in my class. I picked her up off of waivers last week, but she's still on the bench for now. I might put her in the hole later on in the week and give her a chance to hit."

Example #2:

Roommate: "How was your night with so and so?"

Other: "Dude--it was awesome!"

Roommate: "So she got on base then? So what did she hit-- a stand-up double?"

Other: "No dude, she had a triple for sure. It wasn't standing up; she had to slide, but still; she cleared the bases."

Roommate: "Awesome."



Batter's up!

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Conflict of Interest?

We have all been there. Been where? In teacher's quorum I say. And when I say we, I obviously am referring to those living in our apartment. But the point is, we've all been there. It's a typical sunday afternoon, so you think, and it's the last hour of the block. What's the lesson for today? Well wouldn't you know it... the lesson today is about getting married. And so it begins as each young man is handed a piece of paper and a pencil. The task at hand? Write down a list of qualities/characteristics you want your future wife to have.

Maybe for you it wasn't in teacher's quorum. Maybe it was in seminary, or maybe it was when you got home from your mission. Regardless of when and where, we have all done it at one point or another in our lives. It's obviously a productive exercise, to say the least. However, it would be unwise to assume or expect to marry someone who will meet all the criteria as listed on your piece of paper. BUT to what extent do you be easy-going? Of course you can't "settle." We aren't talking about settling. What we are talking about is real and rational expectations. Furthermore, we are talking about focusing on what's important and relaxing about the smaller details.

But what happens when you have a conflict of interest? Picture this: one girl, great spiritual side, awesome personality, fun, spunky, etc. The other girl? Even a more favorable personality, even more fun and such, but maybe not as spiritual. Of course spiritually is HUGE, but at the same time, you find that you enjoy time with the other girl more. But maybe it's too soon to judge; maybe the other girl is really spiritual and you haven't realized it yet. And maybe the other girl is more fun than you thought. Maybe you just haven't given it enough time. On the other hand, maybe you have and your assessment is dead on. And you have to choose. This, my friend, is what we call a dilemna. This is the BYU dilemna.

Ok ok, so it's not the BYU dilemna, but it is a dilemna nonetheless. What would you do?

Squirrel!

Our first apartment date. We figured it would only be right to keep record of our apartment dates, and this past Friday was this school year's first for us. From a blind date to a long-distance friend and from a classmate to a new found friend, we were all excited for our respective dates.

We first went to a volleyball game, which was followed by games and ice cream. We played "the game inside my head," which was absolutely hilarious. After that, we watched National Treasure 2, which was a very good movie.

And just like that, the evening ended. To be fair, we believe that all in attendance had a great time. We were fortunate enough to receive a couple post-date texts, therefore signifying that the girls did indeed enjoy the activities of the evening.

What's next for our apartment? Well my friends - that is the joy of the single life at BYU. You never know what tomorrow will bring. As for now, we take each day as it comes.

You emotionally exhaust me.

That's what she said. No seriously--that's what she said:

Me: "How are you?"

Her: "Good. Kind of tired."

Me: "Ya but it's been a good week?"

Her: "Oh yeah. It's just I am emotionally exhausted."

Me: "Emotionally exhausted? I'm sorry. Is everything okay?"

Her: "Oh I am fine. Don't worry about it."

Me: "Well what happened?"

Her: "Oh nothing. I am just emotionally exhausted from flirting."

Me: "Haha, what? From flirting? Tough life flirting with all those boys I see."

Her: "No. Only one boy. You. You emotionally exhaust me."

Me: "Oh I am sorry."

Her: "No. It's a good thing. I like it. I am just tired."

Me: "Oh. Well. Your welcome, I guess."

Brownies

From wikipedia.org we read the following concerning brownies:

"A brownie or chocolate brownie is an American invented dessert or snack food: a semi-flat square or bar, made with chocolate and baked in a sheet pan, something like a dense chocolate cake. Brownies' density ranges from fudgey to cake-like. They may feature a variety of toppings and ingredients such as frosting, nuts, cream cheese, and chocolate chips. Brownies are common lunchbox fare, typically eaten out of hand, and often accompanied by milk or coffee. They are sometimes served warm with ice cream or topped with whipped cream, especially in restaurants."

Our apartment has been mercifully blessed to receive a plate of brownies from a different apartment of girls the past two Sundays, thus indicating a perfect record of 2-for-2 since the new semester began. As we returned home last night, we wondered what fate might deal us come our 3rd Sunday. Is it too ambitious to hope for a 3rd plate of brownies? Would that be unreasonable? Unsure of how to approach the situation, we went to bed with great anticipation.

The brownies are not what is important. What's important is the concept of wonderful food given to us. In all of its glorious, varying, and beautiful forms, we are gladly willing to accept such blessings. With such an understanding, we are glad to report that we were extended a lunch invitation for 2:00 today from some girls we sat next to in church.

3 Sundays down . . . 3 occasions of free food. 3-for-3.

P.S. Please recognize the difference between what is going on here with us and what was spoken of by Elder Oaks: "Don't make it easy for young men to hang out in a setting where you women provide the food. Don't subsidize freeloaders. An occasional group activity is OK, but when you see men who make hanging out their primary interaction with the opposite sex, I think you should lock the pantry and bolt the front door."

Thank you for understanding.