Random Thoughts

So, I've been thinking lately (dangerous, I know) about a lot of different things. None of them are really all that connected, so bear with me (hence the title of this post).

My hubby is getting ready to graduate from law school. More will come on this later. We just sent in his application to take the bar exam. What a document. It felt like we were filling out a book and we had to conduct a full background search of every job and residence he's lived in since he was six. Okay, just for 10 years, but it still felt like a whole life history. Apparently, he has to prove he's "of good moral character and of good standing." Does the word Mormon mean anything to you? Also, when did lawyers care about being in good moral standing? Isn't a moral lawyer an oxymoron? Just kidding...

I've been reading some essays by Bill Bryson (quite the humorous travel writer). One of them is called Rules of Living, a series of rules that he wants to go into place immediately. Rule #4, I totally agree with:

When standing in line at a retail establishment, it is a requirement that you familiarize yourself with the currency of your nation before attempting a transaction. It is not permitted to engage the sales assistant in conversation regarding the weather, the health, or personal relationship of mutual acquaintances, or other matters not relevant to the purchase. When purchasing food or beverages, anyone who has to leave the line to ask his or her partner whether the partner wants a sugar cone or a plain cone, or a small, medium, or large macchiato, or anything like that, will be escorted from the premises. Anyone who reaches the front of a line and says, "Now what do I want?" and purses his lips thoughtfully or drums his fingers on his chin while studying the ordering options as if for the first time will be taken outside and shot.

Naps are wonderful things. When naps don't happen, life just doesn't go as smooth.

It is a hard fact for one-year-olds to discover that they are just too tall to stand under the dining room table anymore.

I'm also really sad for the people of Burma. Their government just really won't help them, or let others do what they can't admit they can't, or won't, do. It's just so sad.

Many of you will disagree with this, but working in Primary is one of the best callings ever.

I think that's it for now. I let you know when more random thoughts come my way.