Ok...well I got Tagged by Luke, and well....since I can't really make a blog about a sweetheart I guess I'll just make one up.
A-Attached or single? Well... at this time she is currently single as I am currently single, but eventually that problem will be solved.
B- Best Friend? It would either be me or the woman down the street who does her nails.
C- Cake or Pie? She's definitely a cake person. Don't know why...maybe she was Marie Antoinette in a former life.
D- Day of Choice? Wednesday....It's a good day to wake up and realize everything is the same as yesterday, and tomorrow will be like today.
E - Essential Item? She doesn't go anywhere without her Rubiks Cube.
F- Favorite Color? She keeps saying Periwinkle, but I maintain the fact that Periwinkle is not a color it is a Flower. Now if she were to describe it as Periwinkle Blue then I would know that it was some sort of blue that resembles a periwinkle. I'm a 16bit color type of man.
G- Gummy Bears or Worms? Bears of course
H- Hometown? Nextdoor
I- Indulgences? Toe Socks
J- January or July? Most definitely July.
K- Kids? see answer A.
L- Life isn’t complete without? Laughing yourself silly while laying on your mudsoaked lawn during a summer downpour. Even better when someone is there to laugh with you.
M- Marriage Date? see answer K.
N- Number of Brothers and Sisters?She's somewhere in the middle, but I'm not too sure where.
O- Oranges or Apples? If I don't bruise them trying to juggle them, then normally Oranges.
P- Phobia’s or Fears? Jumping into a large pile of leaves(why you ask...lets just say some Childhood memories still carry scars.)
Q-favorite quote? Depends on the Film,Book, and/or Play that she is currently reading, but most definitely anything that has a relationship to Lovey dovey stuff.
R- Reason to Smile? Getting electrocuted and living to smile about it.
S- Season of Choice? Winter despite that fact that she prefers July over January.
T- Tag: My brothers: I've no idea who will even read this....lets say Alisha, and Gracie.
U- Unknown fact about us? We've somehow managed to have a relationship(that isn't really a relationship yet[see answer A]) while one of us consists of Physical atoms, and the other exists only in the letters of this blog. Take that all you who say long distant relationships are hard :P
V- Vegetable? She'd say Potato except she know that since Potatos are mainly starch they belong to the Grains category of the food pyramid, and so will just settle for the plain boring Sugar Beet, but only when it's properly boiled.
W - Worst Habit? Somehow managed to miss being around when everything came into existance.
X- X-Ray or Ultrasound? Z-rays(x-rays don't work on her)
Y- Your favorite Food? My favorite food...wow...hmmm... I'd have to say Schweine Haxe.
Z- Zodiac Sign? She's a Pisces
Samstag, 19. April 2008
Samstag, 12. April 2008
THANKS
I also wanted to thank everyone for the Birthday wishes. It was a fun day, and some how everyone knew about it. Sister Gessner made me a cake(german style), and Elder Hanzal made a point of printing out my trunky papers a few days early just to give me grief. All in all though it was a good day. Love ya all.
More Pics for ya all
Elder Ellison and Elder Easter at KFC
Frankfurt Skyscrapers
Elder Ellison again.
Hello.....one of the YSA in the Mannheim ward decided to forward me some of these photos she took when our district did a P-Day with the YSA. They're from back around October.
Dienstag, 18. März 2008
Just some of the Scenes
Teaching Sabina in the Park with Sis. Cole
The Wiesbaden Streets
Nothing is Funner for and Elder than Primary Kids
The Deutsche Bank Towers
Frankfurt, and the Main at Night
Sunset
Frankfurt Skyline
Samstag, 23. Februar 2008
ANYBODY GOT A POT??
Well it's not that often that I find myself with enough time to write here anymore, but due to transpiring events(Elder Hanzels computer crashing, and the subsequent need to re-install windows), I find myself with enough time to spare. So after buzzing through everyones blogs, and having to say props to Laura on going Off Roading pregnant(sounds like something Mom would do), and that I more than understand the Need of M&M's a part of your daily balanced breakfast. I would like to relate some of the days events to you.
If there was any excuse to cancel P-Day a baptism would have to be it. Elder Ellison, my one time former companion was going to perform his first Baptism today, let alone seeing his first baptism since coming out here. He was stoked as could be, along with Micheal Heinen the once "eternal investigator" who had finally been able to make the step. We all gathered in the Frankfurt Chapel at roughly 14:30, and began to sing, prayer, and listen to a wonderful sermon on the importance of Baptism. The Spirit was strong, and I could see that Elder Ellison despite being nervous had helped to put together a good baptismal service. When it came to time to move over to the Baptismal Font we all quietly wandered out of the Chapel and over to the Primary room where the font was located. I was near the back of the crowd and couldn't see up front but it wasn't hard to distinguish by the sound of running water that something key to the Baptism had been forgotten. Namely Water. Apparently the once filled to perfection Font, had managed to empty itself in a short time leaving us well...High and Dry. Elder Ellison looking like a beet sheepishly came out to explain what had happened.
Not a moment was spared. The Ward jumped right into action as every able-bodied man made a dash for the kitchen to fill pots, and pans to help quicken the now refilling font. Those unable to carry water slowly trickled back to the chapel, but without anything to do the Spirit and reverance of the occasion was slowly slipping away. Luckily another Elder came to the front and motioning to Sister Cole managed to get those waiting to participate in singing some Hymns, and after a couple of Minutes the Meeting was once again attended by a member of the GodHead.
Outside the Bishop directed everyone in there duties, and in less that half an hour the font wass once again filled, and the Baptism was performed. Everyone was relieved at being able to finally relax, and what could've been a disaster managed to leave a fond memorable mark on one mans entrance into the Waters.
If there was any excuse to cancel P-Day a baptism would have to be it. Elder Ellison, my one time former companion was going to perform his first Baptism today, let alone seeing his first baptism since coming out here. He was stoked as could be, along with Micheal Heinen the once "eternal investigator" who had finally been able to make the step. We all gathered in the Frankfurt Chapel at roughly 14:30, and began to sing, prayer, and listen to a wonderful sermon on the importance of Baptism. The Spirit was strong, and I could see that Elder Ellison despite being nervous had helped to put together a good baptismal service. When it came to time to move over to the Baptismal Font we all quietly wandered out of the Chapel and over to the Primary room where the font was located. I was near the back of the crowd and couldn't see up front but it wasn't hard to distinguish by the sound of running water that something key to the Baptism had been forgotten. Namely Water. Apparently the once filled to perfection Font, had managed to empty itself in a short time leaving us well...High and Dry. Elder Ellison looking like a beet sheepishly came out to explain what had happened.
Not a moment was spared. The Ward jumped right into action as every able-bodied man made a dash for the kitchen to fill pots, and pans to help quicken the now refilling font. Those unable to carry water slowly trickled back to the chapel, but without anything to do the Spirit and reverance of the occasion was slowly slipping away. Luckily another Elder came to the front and motioning to Sister Cole managed to get those waiting to participate in singing some Hymns, and after a couple of Minutes the Meeting was once again attended by a member of the GodHead.
Outside the Bishop directed everyone in there duties, and in less that half an hour the font wass once again filled, and the Baptism was performed. Everyone was relieved at being able to finally relax, and what could've been a disaster managed to leave a fond memorable mark on one mans entrance into the Waters.
Freitag, 18. Januar 2008
Crazy Germans, and what not.
Hey There Everybody
Well it's seems my last post was a good hit. The ironic part was I really didn't think it was all that funny. I just wanted to post something so that I could feel like I was part of the Thomas Blogging Circle. Either way.. I must say I've really enjoyed blogging. It allows me to use my "creative" side, to show you the "creative" side of the mission life. Those of you who have already served know that there is just as much fun to be had knocking doors, as there is to be turning off the bathroom lights when you comp is in the shower(FYI..I've lost all trust in the concept of "German Engineering") They can build a fast car but they can't build a house(with the exceptions of windows and shopping carts.. those are ingenius). Anywho..lights are generally situated on the outside of the room to which they connect, and so there is always the unavoidable temptation to leave your comp, sudsing in the dark. It's great here in the office too. Since we're a companionship of three, you can do stuff like that and no one is really sure who did it. I mean...when it's you're just to two, then it's pretty obvious that it wasn't the cat. Despite what your companion says.
Another really crazy thing about Germans are the Old People. They're downright weird sometimes. Especially when they don't like you, and they don't have to have a reason. I couldn't help but laugh at the little video Mom sent me. Thing is.....That's exactly what a German would do. I laughed so hard. I'll try and get it up here so that you all can enjoy it, and then you'll understand, or maybe you won't but you'll be sure to laugh.
Well it's seems my last post was a good hit. The ironic part was I really didn't think it was all that funny. I just wanted to post something so that I could feel like I was part of the Thomas Blogging Circle. Either way.. I must say I've really enjoyed blogging. It allows me to use my "creative" side, to show you the "creative" side of the mission life. Those of you who have already served know that there is just as much fun to be had knocking doors, as there is to be turning off the bathroom lights when you comp is in the shower(FYI..I've lost all trust in the concept of "German Engineering") They can build a fast car but they can't build a house(with the exceptions of windows and shopping carts.. those are ingenius). Anywho..lights are generally situated on the outside of the room to which they connect, and so there is always the unavoidable temptation to leave your comp, sudsing in the dark. It's great here in the office too. Since we're a companionship of three, you can do stuff like that and no one is really sure who did it. I mean...when it's you're just to two, then it's pretty obvious that it wasn't the cat. Despite what your companion says.
Another really crazy thing about Germans are the Old People. They're downright weird sometimes. Especially when they don't like you, and they don't have to have a reason. I couldn't help but laugh at the little video Mom sent me. Thing is.....That's exactly what a German would do. I laughed so hard. I'll try and get it up here so that you all can enjoy it, and then you'll understand, or maybe you won't but you'll be sure to laugh.
Samstag, 12. Januar 2008
Eternal Companion...or Not????
Hello Everybody...
Due to a recent upsurge in the bragging of ones companion among the women folk who've managed to tie themselves(either by birth or law) to the Thomas nuts, and feeling very much left out. I have have decided in a spirit of boredom, and mockery(but mostly boredom) have decided to post all the wonderful qualities of my "Companion". Sorry.. After many attempts, and bruises from trying to get a photo of hugging my companion. I've detemined(the others determined) there would be no cute photos for this blog.
1. What is his name?
Elder Hartvigsen, and Elder Hanzel. They both have a wonderful first name. I believe it's of some long old origin, but I do know the meaning of the name is something to do with feeling as old as the pain in my lower back. That in it's own turn reminds me of how often they're like a pain in the back.
2. How long have you been married?
Elder Hanzel I first saw at a Zoko, as he openly opposed every dumb idea, and managed to replace them with sensibly solutions. Once again...never thought I'd be comps with one of the first Elders to come out of the Czech.
7. Who sings better?
We generally like to butcher our songs together, but on occasion we get the Spirit with us, and then we make a pretty good quartet.
8. Who's taller?
Spiritually, or Physically? I'm definitely the short spirit one, but I make up for it by being able to see both their bald spots.
9. Whose temper is worse?
Temper...we're too tired to have a temper.
10. Who does laundry?
We do it all separatly, but Elder Hartvigsen is always nice enough to escort me down to the basement to make sure I don't get jumped by a large spider.
11. Who does the dishes?
Elder Hartvigsen somehow manages to get them done when I'm not looking but if I'm fast I can get them done before he's finished eating.
12. Who does the cooking?
See question 5
13. Who is more stubborn?
Probably Elder Hartvigsen...you should see him trying to book hotel rooms. He's an animal
14. Who proposed?
proposed what? If it was to go tracting, probably Elder Hartvigsen, to go finish the Zoko slide show, probably Elder Hanzel, and if it was to blow out of the Office to go remodel an apartment that was probably Sister Webb speaking through me.
15. Who is most likely to admit they are wrong?
UH.......we're men, we don't talk about these things. We generally just grunt until everyone feels better. Either that or shoot each other with Air Soft Guns until someone surrenders.
16. Who pays the bills?
That would be Sister Cole.. she does everything with $$
17. Who wears the pants in the house?
We generally don't where pants at home. We go straight to the shorts, and Pajama Bottoms
18. Why do you love your husband?
Cause I can't get rid of him, and so after awhile he's just kind of there until he's gone, and then you feel a small twinge of Loss, either that or it's a bratwurst.
Due to a recent upsurge in the bragging of ones companion among the women folk who've managed to tie themselves(either by birth or law) to the Thomas nuts, and feeling very much left out. I have have decided in a spirit of boredom, and mockery(but mostly boredom) have decided to post all the wonderful qualities of my "Companion". Sorry.. After many attempts, and bruises from trying to get a photo of hugging my companion. I've detemined(the others determined) there would be no cute photos for this blog.
1. What is his name?
Elder Hartvigsen, and Elder Hanzel. They both have a wonderful first name. I believe it's of some long old origin, but I do know the meaning of the name is something to do with feeling as old as the pain in my lower back. That in it's own turn reminds me of how often they're like a pain in the back.
2. How long have you been married?
Never been married but I have been living with Elder Hartvigsen for about 7 weeks 3 days, and something around there. Elder Hanzel is the new guy in the flat, and has only been here a little over a week, but it feels like he's been eating my cereal since the world was created.
3. How long did you date?
No dating, just one phone call from President Webb, and we were living together.
4. How did you meet?
Elder Hartvigsen I first met on a train to Duisburg. It was there that I first learned his name has a very "special" meaning in the German Slang, and is best left untranslated. Needless to say I've had many good times dooring doors with Elder Horwegson. Never would've guessed I'd be his last comp.Elder Hanzel I first saw at a Zoko, as he openly opposed every dumb idea, and managed to replace them with sensibly solutions. Once again...never thought I'd be comps with one of the first Elders to come out of the Czech.
5.Who eats more?
Together they out eat me, but it's only by a little bit. I generally have more energy coming into the meal, because they like to cook, and it's only a 2 butt kitchen.6.Who said "I love you" first?
UH.......lets not go there, but in order to keep this spot from being left empty...it was 3 weeks 2 days from meeting Elder Hartvigsen that I first same him scribble a hasty "love ya" on the end of a letter not addressed to his mother.7. Who sings better?
We generally like to butcher our songs together, but on occasion we get the Spirit with us, and then we make a pretty good quartet.
8. Who's taller?
Spiritually, or Physically? I'm definitely the short spirit one, but I make up for it by being able to see both their bald spots.
9. Whose temper is worse?
Temper...we're too tired to have a temper.
10. Who does laundry?
We do it all separatly, but Elder Hartvigsen is always nice enough to escort me down to the basement to make sure I don't get jumped by a large spider.
11. Who does the dishes?
Elder Hartvigsen somehow manages to get them done when I'm not looking but if I'm fast I can get them done before he's finished eating.
12. Who does the cooking?
See question 5
13. Who is more stubborn?
Probably Elder Hartvigsen...you should see him trying to book hotel rooms. He's an animal
14. Who proposed?
proposed what? If it was to go tracting, probably Elder Hartvigsen, to go finish the Zoko slide show, probably Elder Hanzel, and if it was to blow out of the Office to go remodel an apartment that was probably Sister Webb speaking through me.
15. Who is most likely to admit they are wrong?
UH.......we're men, we don't talk about these things. We generally just grunt until everyone feels better. Either that or shoot each other with Air Soft Guns until someone surrenders.
16. Who pays the bills?
That would be Sister Cole.. she does everything with $$
17. Who wears the pants in the house?
We generally don't where pants at home. We go straight to the shorts, and Pajama Bottoms
18. Why do you love your husband?
Cause I can't get rid of him, and so after awhile he's just kind of there until he's gone, and then you feel a small twinge of Loss, either that or it's a bratwurst.
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