The Marshmallow Man (or Woman)

Back when I was at Ricks (now BYU Idaho) a few of my roommates and I ended up working in a haunted forest for a night. I don't really remember the details of how it happened, but I do remember that one night. It was COLD. So we bundled ourselves up and headed on over at the appointed time. I had a lot of clothes on, including long underwear and my winter coat. We were going to be outside all evening, so I had to dress accordingly. Well when you have all that stuff on, it impairs your mobility. I was already walking a little stiffly. Then they dressed me in a pair of white sweats and painted my face white. So now I was a walking marshmallow woman. I could barely walk...it was more of a waddle.

My assignment was to lay in a fake coffin in the woods with the lid closed. I have no idea why I agreed to that. Could anything be creepier? And I was pretty alone, there weren't any other people nearby. They gave me a cardboard knife covered in foil and told me I had to pop the lid, jump out and run after people as they came by. Just try to imagine that. First off, it's not that easy to pop up from laying totally flat and do it quickly. Secondly, I was a marshmallow woman which made it even harder. I'm surprised people just didn't bust up laughing as I heaved myself out of that coffin in white sweats and lumbered after them, screaming at the top of my lungs. But somehow I managed to scare people, some of them pretty good. I even remember a couple of brave looking guys running away from me at full speed. Despite my awkward, marshmallow-like appearance and my creepy assignment, I had a great time that night.

I'm a dork...

Today I told my sister I'd attend church with her and her kids because her husband had to work. But my parents and I had decided to drive the Alpine Loop this morning before church and I was running a bit late for her 1:00 ward. So I rushed over to Lehi, parked and hurried into the church building. I didn't see my sister there, so I plopped myself down in the nearest bench to wait for her, opened the hymn book and began to sing the first verse of the opening song. It wasn't until that first verse was over that I started looking around. There weren't any kids. I didn't recognize anyone. (I've attended her ward before and know a few people.) I thought about my drive over and suddenly realized...I was in the wrong building!!

I'm a dork.

In my rush, I'd stopped at the church down the street from my sister's building. They look the same both inside and out. So I picked myself back up, got back in the car and rushed over to the right building where my sister and her kids were waiting. Guess I should pay a little more attention sometimes...

Counting Clouds

Counting clouds with my cute niece Alyssa. How could it get much better than this?