20 November 2008

My brother sings


I called my brother this afternoon on my way home from work. I do this almost every day and I generally wait for one of several responses on the other end. The most "normal" response occurs if there are friends over. If that is the case, I get short, one syllable responses in an exceptionally deep voice. "Hey." "Sure." "Yeah." I can generally tell if someone is there and I can ask if they are behaving themselves.

Sometimes I call and all I get is "Meow."

"How was school today?"
"Meow."
"Do you have a lot of homework tonight?"
"Meow. Meow."

Today I called and I got another fairly normal response.

. . . ring . . . . ring
"Bring me a snack!"
"Hello. How are you today? No, I am not bringing you a snack."
"Please bring me a snack?"
"Hi Willie. No, I am not bringing you a snack."
"Pleeeeeeaaaase?"

. . . this conversation continued for a while until it changed into something I haven't heard before. He started singing the Bonanza theme song. "Ba ba da ba ba da ba ba buh!" After a minute or so, it changed to Godspell. "Pre-e-e-pare ye the way of the Lord."

He wouldn't shut up. He continued forever. I listened for quite some time until I finally just said, "Willie, I'm hanging up now."
"Pre-e-e-pare ye the way of the Lord."
"Bye Willie. I'm really hanging up now."
"Pre-e-e-pare ye."
"Ok. I'm hanging up now."
"Pre-e-e"
Click.

I guess he was okay. He never did say. At one point he stopped singing to tell me that he got suspended for "play fighting" at school. Yeah right. He wouldn't dare. And if he did, the last thing he'd be doing would be singing to me on the phone. He'd probably be sitting in a corner somewhere with his behind black and blue. He is definitely a crazy boy, but we like him. We'll keep him!

16 November 2008

Follow the Prophet!

Disclaimer: My husband James does not see the humor in the following post and feels that it is a bit inappropriate on my part. I disagree and am posting it anyway. However, if you agree with his opinion, please take this post with a grain of salt. It is intended to be funny, not offensive.


Today we were at my cousin Chloe's missionary farewell after party. I was outside when she and three of her friends were attempting to take a picture of themselves as a group. I offered to help and they said that would be appreciated.

There was so much obnoxious, gleeful giggling that I asked, "Are you ALL BYU coeds?"
They pointed to one girl in a striped sweater vest and quickly chided her, "She's not."
I reached over I gave her a high five, but the others were not pleased at my action.

As I started to so kindly take their group picture, one of the other members of the group felt impelled to say to me, "Some of us find the light and others do not."

I was a little irritated, wondering why I said I would take the picture in the first place. I responded.
"Some of us follow the prophet and others do not!"

Take that you little twinkie eater!!


Here are just a very mere few of my fellow alums!



... on a side note . . . Did you see my mama's post the other day! Pretty cool!

GO UTES!!