All Right Then

So, I delivered my talk at church this morning. I think it went all right. I cried and stuff. I mean, considering I used a lot of what I’ve posted on this blog as material for the talk, people seemed to respond positively. That makes me glad.

Also, someone who really intimidates me and whose approval I’ve always wanted approached me and said that I wrote the talk and presented it well.  He said some other stuff, but I was rather shocked and surprised that he was talking to me, so I forgot what it was. We talked about teaching a little bit. I thanked him for his kindness. He thanked me. He. Hee.

It might have helped that I looked pretty cute. Not tooting my own horn. Just an observation.

The boat party last night was fun. I mean, I had a good time because I couldn’t get over voluntarily confining myself on a boat for three hours with hundreds of other church singles. There were lots of people to meet, lots of people to avoid. The music was great. The weather and the scenery were amazing. Sitting in a corner, telling stories. Fidgeting. Enjoying great company. Watching people kinda sorta fall in love. Hilarious.

Today is a glorious day. Enjoy it. 75 degrees, sunshine. Seriously.

Oh, I curled my hair last night. A friend of mine actually did it. She used a flat iron and turned my board-straight hair into a bouncy mane of springy ringlets. I didn’t take pictures, but other people did.

I thought it might be nice to have cute, curly hair for my talk this morning. But after three hours on a boat, surrounded by water and the wind rushing through my hair, and after sleeping on it, and after looking in the mirror, I decided to pull my hair back. Yeah, there was no way I was going to subject my fellow churchgoers to that. It kind of looked like a small beast was attacking my head. Maybe a cross between a tasmanian devil and a poodle. Yes.

Got a priesthood blessing today. All I gotta say is, Wow.

Nap time!

In An Hour

I’ll be heading to the Hudson River at 42nd Street to board a boat that will circle the south half of Manhattan, and that will take three hours. Good thing I’ll be with friends, because if the music is bad, I’m gonna sue. True, I had the chance to request some songs, but if you’re a decent DJ, you have to have a constant finger on the pulse of people’s preferences for dance music. 

Maybe they’ll have good drinks and snacks.

Today I wrote my talk for tomorrow. I hope it’s okay.

Today I attended a block party/tag sale our church threw at 87th Street, between 2nd and 3rd Avenues. Quite a few people passed through, and hopefully our youth raised enough money for camp this summer. It’s great to see people come together that want to help one another and love each other.

I have a feeling the vibe on the boat tonight might be a little different. Just sayin’.

A Couple of Summer Photos

Courtesy of Deena's Camera

This is my birthday party my roommates threw for me. They’re sitting beside me, right up front. Maybe you can tell I’d been practicing this pose all day. Maybe I had also been working on my tan?

Courtesy of Chuck's iPhone
Courtesy of Chuck's iPhone

Becky was so nice to squat so it looks like we’re the same height. Graduations are almost like weddings to me. Festive, celebratory, symbolic – relatable to the gospel. My little heart inside of my 4’10” body was about to burst with pride. I’m sure one of the Master of Science grads would have been able to administer CPR. And maybe he would have been cute.

See what I mean with the friends? Leaving this place is going to be so bleepin’ hard.

Deserving

Yesterday morning, I was just telling my seminary class about one of the seven cities John the Beloved wrote to, you know, the whole deal about not being lukewarm or the Lord would spew them out of his mouth. Because their water supply system was such that once water reached the city, it was no longer cold, but lukewarm. Revelation chapter 3, or thereabouts. The city named Laodicea.

And the winning word for this year’s bee? Laodicean. Further evidence seminary is inspired.

This article has a weird grammar typo subtitle. Somebody might have gotten a little too excited writing it. Ironic. Hilarious. Love it. I hope no one catches it.

Congratulations, Kavya. You were calm and poised and exceptionally prepared. You totally earned it.

What an incredibly fun bee.

Prime-Number Time

11 finalists. 8pm, tonight, ABC. My crazy friends are humoring me by watching with me. Thanks, you guys.

It’s going to be a lot of fun.

OH! You know what was exciting? One of the Round Three words was sesquipedalian. That was one of the words I spelled at stake singles spelling bee in January 2007. Ooh. It was a third-round word for me, too! I struggled a little bit with that one, but I pulled it off.

No Canadians this year. The Midwest dominates the competition with six spellers. Everyone else is from California, Florida, Nevada, New York, Virginia. The Mormon boy from Hawaii is out.

I’m rooting for them all.

Little Bee

I’m watching the semifinals on DVR right now. Extremely exciting stuff. Um, speller 18 is supposedly 13 years old. Um, early testosterone boost?

Went to the temple this morning after seminary. Good experience.

I’m a little weepy. Feeling extremely vulnerable.

But, I totally spelled nescience correctly. Me and New Hampshire, Speller 159, we’re buds.