i need to wind down my head a bit before going to bed, cause i've been up playing half-life 2 which is almost the scariest game ever, so i thought i'd take the opportunity to throw down a blog post.
so last sunday tony was called into the bishop's office after church. i thought he was in big trouble for, i don't know, chewing gum in church or something. or wearing a tie that didn't match my outfit. or killing someone. hey, i'm not with him 24/7, who knows what he does on the way home from work. anyway, it turns out the bishop just told him to go on a mission. apparently he was so impressed with tony's public speaking skills while he was giving a talk several sundaes (mmm, ice cream...) ago that he felt he should put those skills to use in the mission field. plus he looks way good in a suit, which is a well-known missionary requirement.
of course, tony said that if he goes, i have to go. i told him he was cute and kept playing video games.
just kidding. i actually feel really good about the kid going on a mission, and if he went i would go too. on my own mission. (dur.) i know it would be extraordinarily good for us, both as individuals and in our relationship. plus that whole teaching the gospel thing.
so that's what's been on our minds the last couple days. i do feel good about it, but at the same time i feel a little impatient at other things i want to be happening in my life. it seems like everyone around me is getting married or having babies or playing with the babies they already have or buying their first home, etc. i'm not really in a hurry for all that, but with it being a potential next possible step i can't help but get excited dreaming about it. i know 2 years isn't a ridiculous amount of time, but when standing on this side of it, it seems to stretch.
of course i can put those feelings away for tony's sake if he decides to go. and for my own sake. i'd feel way too guilty knowing i denied both of us the blessings of a mission just because i was impatient to do something we can still do later. it's just a little exhausting thinking about it.
okay, i'm feeling more ponderous and less scared now, so it's bedtime. what up, bed. i'ma sleep in you.