Ode to Being a Salmon

Well I could create quite a list of pros and cons on “Being a Salmon”, but I recently added two cons… 1. Everyone expects you to be incredible at all water sports and 2. You get gray hair by the time you are 16. We went to the lake as a ward this past weekend and people were surprised when they found that out I didn’t wake board. They insisted that I tried but I finally convinced them to just let me stick to tubing and jet skiing. Apparently our bishop is loaded, which means we have the BEST ward activities. We went through 80 gallons of gasoline on the jet skis alone, that’s over $240! We had 3 jet skis and 3 boats for about 6 hours. While we waited to get on either a boat or a jet ski we sat on the dock and fished. There are so many country boys (Rexburg Locals) in my ward that a good fisher is a quality I’m sure most of them want in their future wives. I caught 3 fish in a little over 20 minutes… so hopefully my phone will be ringing off the hook any day now. I was deemed as the crazy-daredevil-jetski-driving-girl in the ward, which is completely fine by me, because no one ever wanted to ride with me. When I finally got my turn on the boat I was able to go tubing for a good hour or so. The Bishops son is one crazy driver, I once fell off the tube by doing a back flip. Who knew I could do a back flip? We’re planning another trip to Ririe Reservoir in about two weeks, it’s a nice lake. It’s clean and there aren’t many people on it. Well now to get to my second con, the gray hair issue. I’ve probably had gray since I was 13 or so, it’s never really been a problem though just because I get it dyed by this fabulous lady that does it for real cheap (My Mom) about every 2 months, or as needed. This past week I had to have my roommates do it for me instead. They did an okay job actually, it’s a little darker than anticipated, but I think it makes me come off as more mysterious... I attended my first Enrichment night on Wednesday. One word: THE-FREAKIN-WEIRDEST-THING-IVE-EVER-BEEN-TO. The theme was “Just Married” Need I say more? We even had a wedding cake for our little refreshment that said “Congratulations!” on it. No wonder there are 18 year olds getting married left and right, they’re practically FORCED to. It was alright though; we made these kind of weird tiaras. We were also given a framed picture of the temple, and a spool of white thread, for us to start working on our wedding dresses. I like my ward though, so even though the lesson was a little awkward it was still fun to be there. I was recently called as the ward photographer. I know what you’re thinking, “Is that a real calling?” The answer is probably NO but I asked my Bishop the same thing and he said that most of the college wards have one. I’m supposed to be taking pictures of each of the apartments in my ward and putting together a ward Photo-Directory, I’ll let you all know how that goes. In other news I was planning on making $50.00 a week, but later got denied. If anyone else wants to make a quick $20 or so just find a Plasma Center in a town near you! I had my appointment set up and everything, had my blood drawn, urine tested and was just about to get hooked up to the pump after 3 hours of waiting, but at the last minute was told I couldn’t because I had once had cancer in my life. It was probably for the best though, the place kind of looks like a dump; a place where they’ve probably reused a needle or two…

P.S. There ARE a lot of good things about being a Salmon: Steal Sticks, Grandma’s Buns, Family Reunions etc.

P.P.S. I FINALLY got a few pictures of Kaitlain... (She's seen above)
P.P.P.S. For those of you wondering, my crown reads: YOUR FUTURE WIFE