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Sweet Dreams

Last night, I dreamt that I had found a study whom I haven't seen in months waiting outside in my garage... only to have the cops show up and deport him.¹ 

Then I dreamt we were out in service and met an irate householder who wanted us to get off his porch while his girlfriend rolled her eyes at us from inside the house.  

Then, if I remember correctly (and I probably don't), I met the deported study again fishing in some stream up in the canefields, and then the irate householder said it would be okay for us to come back with the magazines after all and so I guess the story/ies ended on a positive note.²   

Interestingly enough despite all the dreaming, I managed to somehow sneak in a good nine hours of sleep- something that I haven't done in a long time.³

By the way, I got a new camera.  Thanks Mom!

 

1 Although I really have no idea if it could happen in real life- a person's papers are not someting I usually ask about.

2Wow, I'm in service even in my dreams...how theocratic!

3 Appreciated since we had left early in the morning for Kona where I gave the talk.  The drive over the Saddle was breathtaking and we had fun seeing the friends, but Kona itself was voggy and oppressively hot, and we also had the privelege of  getting stuck behind some annoyingly slow drivers on the way home.  White Honda Civic and white Toyota Camry with the temporary plates...you know you you are.

Brown, Brown, Go To Town, I Dropped My Camera Upsidedown*

I am just slightly irritated by the fact that my brand-new[ish] camera is already non-functional after only a few weeks, because all I did was drop it a whopping 6 inches onto a soft surface.  Unfortunately, that soft surface happened to be beach-sand and there's probably a grain or two inside interfering with the lens apparatus... in which case I'm stuck since the warranty doesn't cover mechanical damage caused by "insertion of foreign objects"¹.  So until further notice, there shall be no more pictures on my blog, and how sad for you since there have been oodles of photo ops the past weeks. 

Take for example the highly emotive redesign of the Gonzalez' bathroom this past Saturday after field service.  I deem it a great honor, nay a privilege, to have taken part in this  wonder of interior decorating and frankly found it to be quite disturbing not to have a camera with which to document the transformation. 

Thankfully, I found some perfect photos online that come pretty close to what the renovated bathroom of their dreams looks like.  Ready to be wowed? 

 

The breathtaking view of the all-new Gonzalez bathroom looking in from the hallway toward the shower:

 

The ravishing view looking toward the entry.  Note the embelishments:

 

The impressive view looking left toward the towel bars²:

And finally,  the awe-inspiring view looking right toward the sink: 

If you don't know the Gonzalez',  you probably think I'm joking but I assure you that I'm not.   And you shouldn't be surprised either: 

I shouldn't poke fun (okay, maybe just a little) because he who has blue and white checkerboard patterns painted on the back steps, should not throw stones.  But I do like dark, rich colors and the bathroom's new hue called "Baked Pumpernickel" is a whole lot more attractive in my eyes  than say something more conservative like  "Beige, The Color of My Grandma's Girdle"³.   Bravo on the choices, I say! 

Anyway, I'll get around to posting some real pictures once I figure out what to do with my camera. 

 

* For those of you who remember such things, the real rhyme ends with "kiss your girlfriend upsidedown." 

1 Why do I even bother with warranties anyway?  The product either works perfectly, is affected with something the warranty won't cover, or I'm just too nice and/or lazy to send in the paperwork.  What a shnook.

2  I am told the purchased towels are also brown.  May Martha Stewart have mercy on our souls.

3  Thankfully, I've never seen my grandma's girdle and I don't even know what a girdle is.  Isn't it what you use to cook pancakes on?

Hey look at me! I'm an idiot!

Upon arriving home from the Hall last night, I changed out of my meeting clothes as usual, only to realize I must have grabbed the wrong pair of trousers before I went out since they didn't match the coat.  Which means I had gone the entire evening wearing a mismatched suit, half of which was striped, half of which was not.  It wouldn't have been too much of a big deal had I not been conducting the school or given a part on the Service Meeting.  Then again, no one said anything or looked at me any funnier than they usually do and so I'm thinking maybe no one noticed.  In fact, it probably wouldn't be much of an embarassment had I not gone and posted it here for everyone to read.  In which case, just forget I ever brought it up.

Finally! A Day Off

The 3 months of rain  FINALLY seem to be over, which means the mud puddles around the yard have FINALLY dried up, which means I finally had the chance to mow the lawn after service this Saturday.   The week long School for Congregation Elders is also over,  which means I was able to FINALLY concentrate on my second Public Talk in 2 weeks, which in turn meant I sorely needed some brain-vacation time. 

In fact, who doesn't? 

And so taking advantage of the sudden burst of winter sunshine and the long anticipated extra day-off, our field group planned to spend a full day lounging outside beneath the blue skies.  Problem is, we don't know whether to pass our precious down-time in the mountains or at the beach and so we simply end up doing both, and everyone is happy.  Ah, lazy days.. my brain thanks you.

We spend the morning on the crisp, breezy slopes of Mauna Kea:

Later on towards the afternoon, we leave the cool, refreshing slopes to hit the balmy, refreshing beach at Anaehoomalu Bay:

There.  All refreshed and rejuvenated! 

Come on work week,  I'm ready for you!

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What a great week! 

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