Bedtime Deadline

There comes a time every day where I decide it's time to go to bed. I'll call it my bedtime deadline. And sometimes I miss the deadline. And then all my decisions after the deadline are just not so smart. I know I need to go to sleep. I've prayed and read my scriptures. I even flossed my teeth (preceded by the brushing of course). But then my eyes see the book I've been waiting to read. And then it's 3AM in the morning and I have a meeting at 7AM. I hate sleeping in anyways. I remember when I got 8 hours of sleep, and I wished for 9. Just to think that was last week...

Baseball Date-The True Story

So, it has come to my attention that there are many versions of a story I told about a date. It was probably a disaster of a date, but neither I or him thought it was that bad until we talked to other people. To tell the truth, I don't remember that much. Just highlights.
We went to a baseball game (St. Louis Cardinals versus Seattle Mariners, my favorite teams) with all the missionaries in the St. Louis mission. So now I know that's not a good idea.
I picked him up with a threesome of sister missionaries.
It was like a 100 degrees and he was wearing a black t-shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes.
We sat in front of the mission president.
I answered my cell phone twice (my mom and Laura).
This is the highlight...He took off his shoe and picked at a scab until it bled. We had to get tissues from someone I think. I laughed.
Now looking back, I can see why some would consider this a bad date. I'd like to think if you just have a good attitude about things, everything looks a little better.