will work for food

I was kind of annoyed that I have to go to this "Annual Tour" that my company is giving. It's kind of like a company wide meeting after hours. But then I found out they are serving food. I signed up for the fillet mignon. Woot.

Mission to Mars

Family update: My parents got home from their mission yesterday. (They went to San Jose, California.) I went up to see them today. They are doing quite well - adjusting to their new life of being able to change their clothes after church and watch Nascar on tv. (Mom doesn't watch Nascar, just dad.)

Here's a funny story dad told me:
There was a missionary in his mission of Tongan decent who was very big and very strong. (He told mom and dad that he would always "have their back" if need be.) At one point in the story (I was fading in and out in my paying attention, so I'm not exactly sure how the missionary got to this point) the missionary had to use the bathroom and there was just one of those bathrooms in the church that only has one toilet and sink - you know what I mean. Well, the missionary went to use the bathroom and when he opened the door there was another guy in there washing his hands. Missionary apologized for the intrusion and said, "You know, you really ought to lock the door." Man in bathroom replied, "I did!" The missionary was so strong, he didn't even realized he pulled a door open that was locked. Yikes Spikes! I would want him to have my back!

Soon to come: little sister getting home from mission.

6 insignificant things about me

Since Erin challenged me to do this and since she is most likely to be the only one who reads this blog, I'll do it. Here are 6 insignificant things about kristin:

1. I have never broken a bone, but when I was 8 my appendix exploded. My parents thought I just had the flu, and finally my mom took me to the doctor. He told her, "I don't want to make you feel bad, but your daughter's appendix has ruptured; we need to get her into surgery right away."

2. Speaking of surgery, I had plastic surgery my freshman year of college on my ears to make them not stick out. My uncle is a plastic surgeon and he did it for free. I have not regretted it even once.

3. I like the smell of cigarettes and pipe smoke. It reminds me of baseball games and amusement parks.

4. My elbows are double jointed. Or perhaps "super-jointed". I don't know. But they can bend into an obtuse angle the wrong way and it frequently creeps people out.

5. These are the states I have NOT been to: Alaska, Hawaii, North Dakota, Wisconsin, Arkansas, Mississippi, Alabama, Maine, Vermont and New Hampshire.

6. These are the things Erin said I should include:
a. My greatest wish in life is to become a professional pirate - on the high seas.
b. I buy books like it's going out of style. I just love books. More than I love most people.
c. I'm almost short enough to be considered handicapped. (ps. This is not true. I am well over 5 feet tall. Like at least 3 and 3/8 of an inch taller.)

i guess i'll start a blog

everyone else is doing it, so why can't we (well, me)?

cheers!