Monkey Business

Why are practical jokes so much fun? I never can seem to get tired of them (as long as they're not the really mean kind). Case in point:

Today at work I was at the desk when I noticed that one of my co-workers had left his facebook account up at the desk. First of all, he wasn't supposed to be using facebook at work. Secondly, that's pretty risky leaving your account open where anyone can get into it . . .

I think you can guess what happened next.

Suffice it to say that the next time my co-worker opened his account, he was more than a little surprised to see that he had a new profile picture. Instead of the usual self-portrait, someone had posted a picture of a monkey.

Luckily I didn't get in trouble for changing the picture. My boss even agreed that it was a better picture than the one my co-worker had chosen for himself, and suggested that next time I find facebook open at work, I should change his password as well.

What better way to end the week than a little monkey business?

The Top 10 Things I Refuse To Do

1. Watch The Office. Just because everyone else is doing it. I refuse to blend in with the crowd.

2. Go to a football game. Why would I want to sit for 4 hours and freeze to death watching a bunch of people jump on top of each other when I could be home cuddled up in a blanket, reading Pride and Prejudice for the 100th time? Okay, maybe if a really cute boy asked me to go with him . . .

3. Eat brats. Barf. Same goes for sauerkrat. Who in their right mind would want to eat bloated, greasy sausages and pickled cabbage?

4. Go bulimic. Read Suzy's blog for details.

5. Go on a roller coaster. I can just get the stomach flu again for a much cheaper price.

6. Talk to Confederate Man again at work. For those who haven't heard this delightful story, he's a patron who comes in, wearing a confederate hat (to make a statment, I think), and proceeds to talk with anyone who will listen for at least 1/2 an hour straight. His questions range everywhere from "Where did Spencer W. Kimball say that the Adam-God theory was false?" to "Have you heard about how the Sword of Laban is supposed to remain unsheathed until the Second Coming?" Talk about weird. It's somewhat reminiscent of my days on the mission. Fortunately I learned a good trick back then: "Ignoring is bliss!" I think he's finally starting to get the hint. Either that or he's just too absorbed in researching whether or not Adam had a bellybutton.

7. Give up on reading the Old Testament. I may have started it over 2 years ago, but I'm not giving up now. I finally made it to Nahum and I'm determined to hold out until the end. Only 27 pages to go!

8. Go tanning. With my fair skin, I don't think skin cancer will need any extra help.

9. Let Becca leave any more moldy bread on my car. Pranksters, beware! I'll be plotting a comeback for any knaves foolhardy enough to try.

10. Go without dark chocolate for longer than 24 hours. I think I might start experiencing withdrawal symptoms if I did. Or at very least, I'd be perilously in danger of losing my membership in the Wilson chocoholics club, and that would be a tragedy.

Highlights of this last General Conference

1. President Hinckley "knighting" President Eyring with his cane after he was called to the First Presidency.

2. Elder Wirthlin showing what it really means to teach by example as he continued his talk on love for at least 10 minutes after he started shaking badly.

3. Getting to see conference in Salt Lake for the first time.

4. Taking Trax for the first time

5. Watching Jacob alternate between tired, confused look and cheesy smile.

6. Finding out who would be the next apostle and member of the First Presidency.

7. Being with the family all day long!

8. Mom's heavenly chocolate cake.

9. Driving up into the canyon afterward to see the leaves and the view of the valley.

Looking back at this conference weekend, we were blessed with a lot of great moments. It's nice to have a conference weekend like that to put things in perspective. Sister Mary N. Cook said that we should strengthen our relationships with our brothers and sisters because they may become our best friends. I'm grateful to know that my best friends are within my family. "For I have no greater joy than to know that my [family] walk in truth." --1 John 1:4

Pizza and PDA

The other day some friends invited me to come with them to Brick Oven and get pizza. A pretty harmless scenario . . . or so I thought! But, as the waitress sat us in our table, I noticed I was directly facing a couple in a booth. They were both sitting on the same side, which I thought was a little strange, but people do strange things some times. I joined in some conversation and forgot about the couple in the booth until I absentmindedly glanced over a few minutes later. They were kissing in the middle of Brick Oven! Honestly, who picks Brick Oven for their make-out site? I know this is BYU, but there are still some rules to protecting innocent eyes. And #1 should be "No Making Out in Restaurants!" Unfortunately this couple hadn't learned rule #1 yet. To my great amusement, after we started snickering, the guy turned around and scanned the room, like he was checking to see if anyone was watching. What does he think everyone else is going to think? It's not like slobbering on each other in public is exactly inconspicuous! But, apparently exchanging germs in plain view of the world is more important than enjoying a good meal. Maybe next time we can reserve the banquet room-- I'd like my pizza without PDA on the side, please!