Amen

I just got an e-mail from my very first mission companion, Joe Wolfe. He and his wife are expecting a baby about a month before us, and I am so happy for them. He was one the best companions that I had on the mission. He was so good with the people, so good with me, and such a good leader. He was one of the youngest missionaries to train greenies, and he was a district leader at the same time. Elder Wolfe was a very successful missionary, and ended up being an Assistant to the President. He is such a good guy, and I miss him a lot. I am still using his phrases and making his excited noises. (Bomby!)
I just spoke to Eric Gardner, also from the mission, and he told me that Trentle is getting married! (Trent Hunsaker, also from the mission, also an Assistant to the President, also an awesome guy and my former roommate.) The word is he's getting married over spring break. Congratulations, Trent!

In other news, I am at the library trying to do my homework, but I just can't get into it. My geography class isn't what I was hoping it would be.


All I can I think about is a quote that one of the residents at the nursing home said while on the toilet anticipating a bowel movement: "Dear God... Amen."

Amen.

Gettin' in the groove

I'll admit, I haven't been to church in about 4 or 5 weeks. This is due to the fact that I work every other weekend, and on the weeks that I could have gone to church we had stake or general conference. So when I went yesterday, I felt about as antsy as the sunbeams! It's hard to sit that long in a room that is either too hot or too cold (or too boring). I'm going to have to get used to this church thing again.
I have to mention that I finally went to the temple on Saturday. It was awesome. I can't believe how blessed we are to have the opportunity to go to such a place to learn and become closer to our Father in heaven. Since it had been so long, and since I had just returned from St. George, I was a bit tired and uncomfortable at the temple too, but I stuck it out, and enjoyed it. From my trip to the temple, I realized that I really need to lose weight. My pants don't fit me anymore. I am showing way more than Eliza, and I'm not the one carrying the baby!

Two Interviews and a Funeral

So, I had my interview at University of Utah. It was actually two interviews, one with a doctor and one with a fourth-year medical student. I think they went well. I felt calm and I responded well to the questions asked. The nice thing about the interviews was they were relaxed. The interviewers weren't trying to make me look stupid or ask hard questions. They sincerely wanted to get to know me and see if I would be a good fit for the school (and I am, by the way). They gave me a tour of the facilities, and I am so excited to even think that I might have the opportunity to go there. The new health sciences building is beautiful. It would be a treat to go there. They won't let me know if I am accepted or not until March 1. Let the waiting begin!
Eliza and I went down to St. George with her family on friday to attend her grandfather's funeral. It was beautiful. Her aunt and uncle gave wonderful talks, there were two musical numbers sung, and the prayers gave us a little "something" to talk about. The overall trip was nice and entertaining. On the drive down to St. George, we got to experience a debate between Uncle Gordy and McKay about the intricacies of modern revelation (I sided with Gordy), and I successfully won a spelling bee by spelling hemorrhage, diarrhea, and diphtheria. On the drive back to Orem, we played "Topic: Subtopic", the next gameshow sensation, which gave way to brainstorming for possible business schemes for Michael and McKay to embark on as soon as Michael graduates from college (although I don't know how likely it will be to become Water Lords).
In the hotel that we stayed at, the water main broke, and we were without water until midnight, or possibly later. This was the opening act of the water tragedy, the closing act to be realized at the Platt home when I clogged the toilet, made it overflow, and, during clean-up, accidentally bleached the really nice hand towel in the bathroom. I only wish that I wasn't the star of the second half.
On a more delicious note, I ate at the new Market Street Grill in South Jordan with my parents, and it was AWESOME! I can't wait to go back.

Never going to post...

I've just faced the fact that Eliza will probably never post on our blog. She's become a blog baby because she thinks that I post too much. This is what I think: if we don't post regularly, then no one will ever read our blog because nothing will be new. So, I'll try to carry this burden alone. My sister and her husband just started their blog. Click here to see it.
I think blogs are the greatest thing. It's like mass e-mailing family and friends without the hassle of trying to figure out who you want to send it to. And the family and friends don't have to feel guilty about deleting those messages without reading them (which is what I often do). Blogs are so informal and fun. Go Blogs!
So, Referendum 1 didn't pass (YES!!!), so Eliza and I don't have to feel guilty about not voting yesterday (since we have a "STOP Vouchers" sign on our lawn). We just didn't register on time. I don't know what else to say about that.
I have my first medical school interview tomorrow at the University of Utah. I'll let you know how it goes. I'm not nervous yet. I haven't had enough time to think about it too much. But I'm sure that I'll be a mess tomorrow morning.