Urban Poly Princess

My friend is visiting her daughter in Minnesota Friday morning so even if I could afford to drive to SLC, buy my Sari and return to Logan it wouldn't work anyway BUT I spent more on the fondue party than I planned to spend. It was really important for me to do this well. I wanted David and Mindie to be excited about fhe and realize that we CAN have a good group attend if we just plan and execute things well. They don't have to be perfect. If I spent less it would've been a half-ass job AND I don't do that!!!

David did a great job with the lesson and Mindie helped me set up and she is a super packer . They both interacted well with the attendees and Mindie's chocolate was to die for. I know I can be annoying and my telling them how it was with my family is very annoying I'm sure. They are both very nice to let me help. They didn't have to react as well as they did.

My cousin got married yesterday in Lindon. I guess I don't know anything. He didn't get married in the temple. His dad is a sealer in the temple. His 2 brothers and 2 sisters were married in the temple. I feel like yelling at him but I don't know him well enough to do that and I'm sure he got enough of that from his parents. I know this devastated my aunt. For someone to be faithful for so long only to screw it up when it counts is sooo dumb to me. How the hell can you spend your entire life being taught what is right, serve your mission, graduate from college, still be faithful AND THEN MEET SOMEONE AND MAKE BAD CHOICES???!!! I don't get it. I will NEVER get it. How can you spend two years of your life sharing the gospel, teaching people how they can be happy and then NOT choose happiness for yourself.

My brother just called because he and his family were planning to attend Kolo's wedding. I told him what happened. He kept telling me not to judge and he reminded me that our parents didn't get married in the temple at first. I reminded him that uh yeah COMPLETELY DIFFERENT circumstances. My dad never served a mission and my mother was raised in a barely part member family. My grandmother was LDS but drank and smoked. She attended church every Sunday but wore immodest clothes as long as I knew her. My grandfather used to scare me. He was English/Irish born and raised in Virginia. He didn't have any English or Irish ties but was rather just some white American boy who lied about his age and joined the navy when he was 16. He served in WWII and the Korean War. He died from throat cancer but he smoked like a chimney even after he got cancer.

If my dad EVER swore in front of me he did it in Tongan so at first I never thought he did. When I visited my grandpa he couldn't seem to speak without swearing. He met my grandmother when he was actually married to someone else. My mother found his divorce certificate that let her know for the first time that she was born when her dad was still married to his former wife.

My grandfather met my Hawaiian/Chinese grandmother when he was stationed at Pearl Harbor. He was in a submarine when Japan bombed Pearl Harbor. He had to dive and swim to stay alive. I asked him about it but he never told me anything about either of the wars he experienced. He just ignored me when I inquired. I finally got that he didn't want to talk about it so I quit asking.

I still don't know how my cousin made such bad choices. I keep thinking of what Stephen R. Covey said-Be a light, NOT a judge. My brother kept telling me not to judge my cousin. Instead I keep thinking how the hell was he so stupid???!!!