Walking Among Giants

This Sunday, Mark, George, Henry and I attended our stake/regional conference. We had the opportunity to hear talks from Elder Robert D. Hales and his wife, and President Monson and his wife. We were reminded to continue to read the Book of Mormon and be faithful. Elder Monson's talk was more relaxed than his usual demeanor seen in his General Conference talks. Our family enjoyed conference and the Spirit that was present. Over the last week or so, I had been struggling with some personal trails. I really felt that I had some prayers answered in the council that was given in conference. As conference ended, the congregation stood and sung, "Aloha Oe". We wanted to go and say hello to the General Authorities, however, there were too many people around so we left.
We went home, ate lunch and took a nap. I woke up from my nap and decided that today would be a great day to take pictures at the temple. We grabbed the camera and rushed over to the temple. I hurried quickly to the front of the temple grounds because the sun was going down. As I stood and took pictures I noticed a few people talking excitedly. I looked over and realized that President Monson was visiting the temple. We were able to speak with him, and hear him tell stories about when he was a mission president. He told George that he would be a future missionary and he gave Mark and Henry a High-Five!!!

What a great experience.

SOMETHING THAT CAME TO MY ATTENTION

While my mom was visiting the last week, we were able to take lots of pictures. I noticed while taking one of the pictures that my Mom had some B.O!!! (body odor) Now I realize that we live in Hawaii and you sweat more here, so I did not think anything of it, but after my Mom left hawaii, I noticed that the BO smell was still lingering around. In fact, I noticed it about the same time I had to change my clothes in the afternoon to go to my aerobics class. I was struck by the oddity of the situation considering, I had not yet worked out and I don't seem to have a BO problem. In fact, I haven't bought deoderint since 2003! You see, I just don't stink a lot. I sweat, but it doesn't stink. I like to think that I smell fragrant. Well it came to my attention as I sat in class today, after all the stinky football players left, that the room still smelled like B.O.!!! Confused, I lifted my arm and realized that the smell was wafting out of my own armpit! Can you believe that?!? I have B.O. I was confused and I didn't know what to do. REally!!! I have never had B.O. in my life! I only ever wore deoderint because I like the flower smell, but not because I was hiding a stinky smell. What do people with B.O. do? Dazed, by the smell, confused, and shocked, I called Mark at home. He wisely noted that it was time for me to start using deoderint. Note: I wrote this blog because I feel that a chapter in my life has just ended and I am embarking on a whole new journey...of stink. Please share any advise that you can muster. And for the record, I don't think it was my mom that had the B.O. I think it was actually me.