today...as we were once again talking at work about how "cRaZy" it is that I don't drink coffee... my co-worker said..."Kali, where do you get all these rules? I swear you're making up your own religion as you go." She was kidding of course. I got a good laugh out of it. She then proceeded to ask me how I know all these things I'm supposed to do, "like, do you have them all written down somewhere or something?" Well. As a matter of fact I did. Thanks to my mother who sent me a For the Strength of the Youth pamphlet, miniature size, to put in my wallet. I whipped it right out and she had a good read. Then she said, "You know, you're not really that weird. This is how all people should act." She asked if she could keep it. I almost cried tears of joy, but instead I said yes. Then she told me she was going to get drunk every night for a year just to get it out of her system, and then become a mormon... not exactly the path I was hoping for, but its a start right? Also, I got a text from her tonight after she watched the american idol tryouts in utah, "I was looking to see who were mormons by the way they dressed. From what my mormon teacher taught me, a lot of them didn't look mormon..." stay tuned folks. I'm on a mission. seriously. only...not.
p.s. happy 7 month anniversary to us!