Bands and Bets

After saying goodbye to Lucy, we went to a Mexican restaurant for lunch. My 17-year-old brother Erik said that his band, Recent Tragedy, had a concert that night, so I him that I wanted to go. Rather than being thankful, he was a brat and said that he didn't want me there.

Ignoring him (mostly because he's a dumb 17-year-old, Russell, Jennie (Russell's girlfriend), and I drove an hour to see him play. We got lost, but we finally found the VFW they were playing at.

Russell, me, and my "rock star" brother Erik

Erik and his guitar

On the way home from the concert (since it took an hour to get home), Russell and I calculated the number of hours he and I have approximately attended Mormon church. After we calculated church hours, seminary hours, EFY hours, service project hours, meeting hours, choir hours, fireside hours, Youth Conference hours, and Bishop's interview hours, we came up with 5115 hours. If I had only gone on a mission, my number would have been huge!

I also helped clean the backboard of a basketball hoop for Dad. Russell helped and after we finished, we both developed a strange rash on our arm. Dad said it was the fiberglass from the board that cut our skin. I'm just glad Russell hurt worse than me.

Tonight, we went to a pizza place to have dinner. It was about 9:30pm when we went and I told everyone that I would pay (mostly to get people to go). My Dad, who is mister "I need to go to bed early" surprised us all and came! I was really excited to have the family together (minus Erik who was with his girlfriend Emma).

This is just a cute picture of Benjamin.

While we ate pizza, I told Benjamin that I would give him $2 if he ate a handful of those pepper flakes you get a pizza places. He did and this was his face. I gave him the $2 and I enjoyed watching his discomfort.

Jennie, Russell, Benjamin, Dad, Mom, and Me