The More Boys I Meet...

KATRINA AND JOEY ARE GETTING MARRIED!

I am so excited. That means I'll be flying home the last weekend in June. A certain someone may or may not be making the trip with me. I have to ask him if he'd like to tag along. Hopefully he'll say yes. It's so crazy that Katrina is getting married. I still can't quite wrap my head around it all but I am so happy for her. And if anyone thinks they shouldn't get married I'll take them out. Its no one elses business really.

Anyway this week has been kind of crazy. I was pretty sick on Sunday so I was debtaing on whether or not to go sing hymns under the stadium. So I was just going to hang out with Stella and then Poor texted me and said he decided to go so of course then I went. We were waiting for them to begin and we saw Elder Kinghorn...well now just Kinghorn. It was like a mini-reunion. three out of five of us. We stayed for most of it, but Poor had this horrible cough so we left early. And we're walking back to the apartment talking about randomness and he just all of a sudden is like "so your facebook says your in a relationship." I was seriously thrown for a loop. So I told him I kind of was, but I really didn't want to be in it. And he in all of his glorious wisdom says "you should get out of it then." So then we talked about how I hate not being in a relationship. And there was so this moment when we were just staring at each other and my heart started beating so fast and I thought oh man this is it. Then he said he was exactly the opposite right now. So somehow we got onto the subject of how I hate mormon boys. We ended up going back to my apartment so I could make him something to help his cough and sore throat and he pestered me the entire time for an answer. I finally asked him why it was so important to him and he said because he was a mormon boy. So I gave him half of the reason.

Then on Monday the rim I bought him for his car finally got here. So he came over to pick it up. After he left he called me. But actually he was trying to call his dad so we had a random conversation about how could he possibly mistake me for his dad. Then later on I called him because we had family home evening in Idaho Falls. That meant I had to get in a car for the twenty minute drive and I really haven't been in one since the accident. So we talked about irrational fears and he told me I would be okay. I told him if I died it would be all his fault. He said he was cool with that because he knew I wasn't going to die. Haha. I suppose he maybe was right.

Then Tuesday is devotional so I saved our seats like usual. He slept through the whole thing because he has the flu (he went to the doctor on Monday...finally) After it was over I asked him if he still wanted to do our usual Tuesday night talk/dinner thing and he said yeah sure. Then after a moment of discussing what we had to do that day he said he'd call. He never called. Then yesterday Stella and I decided it would be a good idea to walk to the grocery store in the rain. So when we got there I called him to see if he'd come pick us up and there was no answer, but he never called me back and usually he does. I'm kind of worried because he's not like this. Whenever he says he's going to call he always calls. I'm wondering if since he waited over a week to see the doctor about his flu and is still going to class if maybe its turned into pneumonia. Which would be really bad. I'm going to try calling him again this evening. I really hope he's okay.

Other than that not too much is going on. I've got some pictures Stella and I took. I'll just make another post for them. it was us in the Ricks Garden. They're pretty sweet.