i called a stranger today. yes, me. the "white" personality who can't talk to anyone she doesn't know (i used to make brooke call stores to ask if they were hiring- she was 11).
but today, i called a stranger in my ward to see if she wanted to go running. and she said yes. i nearly patted myself on the back.
p.s. i know this is old, but i just found these pictures so thought i would post them with the accompanying story.
a few weeks ago after church, i was sitting lazily on the bed and the following took place...
me: "hey will you grab me some clothes to wear?"
blake: "sure, what do you want to wear?"
me: "anything."
blake: "anything?"
me: "yeah, i don't care."
he then pulled out this:
yes, this is a scuba suit.
so, i made him wear this:
hospital scrubs, taxi cab hat, napoleon dynamite shirt, looney tunes jacket, pink tie, and graduation gown.
i still think my outfit is worse.
2 comments:
Its not a scuba suit! its a wet suit. Or, in your case I guess we could hall it a "sweat" suit. bahaha
LOL! i don't think a "sweat" suit fully describes the feeling of wearing that in 90 degree weather.
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