Behind Green Eyes: 2007

The other day my hubbie and I were sitting out side our home smoking, when two men rode up on bikes. First let me say that the two men were well dressed, and groomed. Second one look at TW and I knew he was a little uneasy. I had two strings of thought crossing my mind, they were either well dressed thieves here to mug us, or they were Mormons. Either way this was sure to be an unpleasant encounter, I was sure.

They introduced themselves as elder one and elder two, we made our introduction, and they enticed us into conversation, ok, they forced us into conversation because to say the least, elder one was damn cute. They informed us as to why they were here, and we had questions, and they had answers which I should point out required a leap of faith about as far as O.J’s innocence. Thankfully I had an appointment that could not be missed a few minutes into the conversation, and believe me about the time they started praying, I would rather have to see a denial worker with no anesthetic, and the bed side manner of a troll in heat.

Just to be kind, and we really were interested in what they had to say, we invited them back the next day around two.

Believe me either subconsciously or with perfect clarity we did our best to arrive late to the meeting. It worked, well sort of, we did arrive late, but so did they and they were more than sorry for making us wait. We informed them that it was ok, and began our religious conversion, ok not really they talked and we questioned. The whole time Mr. Elder Number One was checking me out, I know this because I was doing the same to him. The whole thing was actually very pleasant, I managed to squeeze Elder One’s first name out of him, but the other was adamant about not telling, as it would “Make this less formal.” I was very happy with his ability to convert; frankly it pleases me that he has about the same chance of converting a person to his faith as he would a tree into Cher’s left breast. They left with a prayer and the hopes of us attending church on Sunday; we were less than optimistic about our chances there.

We thought that was the last of it, but they came back! Oh yes Number One and Number Two, stopped in to check on us. It was very nice as number two turns out to love photography and number one just loved my work, well at least I hope it was genuine interest in my photography and not just an interest in me. They parted soon after.

I really ended up enjoying my whole Mormon experience and if it happens again I shall welcome the conversation, because let me tell you if all Mormons are that cute, I’m converting soon.

Ok, I live in a home with some very kind, loving, and wonderful people, this is not to say that just because they are loving that I don't want to kill them from time to time, but we try.

The Emperor is in the middle of some home renovations, and the empress is doing some cooking and blogging, you can tell which one she is paying attention to more i am sure. Both Dibbuns - the youngest two children of the house, are doing there best to test my ability with sharp objects. The fool, is sleeping, but not before attempting to see just how hard a fag can hit. My hubbie is at work, and i am lonely so I'm trying to renovate my blog.

My Renovations are going well with my blog, however the renovations of the house are going about as well as year old milk.