April 11, 2010 Letter:
This weekend, JaNae and I drove down to Boise to be part of Ty’s [my brother Andy's oldest son] ordination to the Aaronic Priesthood. It’s about a 4½ hour drive to Boise, and both of us were quite tired heading into it. The night before we left, the freezer alarm at my work went off. It was no big deal. When the freezer went into defrost mode, there was too much moisture in the air. This moisture froze and bound up the fans so that when the defrost was over, the fans would not click on. This caused the temperature to increase and set the alarm off. I was called in at 1:00 a.m. Basically, when that happens you go into the freezer and beat the tar out of the fans to free them of ice, then get out of the freezer and let it do its thing. The problem is you have to wait until the temperature is moving well past the critical stage before you can comfortably leave the freezer alone. JaNae went with me (because you don’t want to be in the freezer without someone else knowing you're there), and we didn’t return home until 3:00 a.m.
Needless to say, we slept in a little longer than we had anticipated, and we were both tired when we left. JaNae slept the first couple of hours, and I slept after that. But we arrived, none the worse for wear, in time to watch Ty play lacrosse. Lacrosse is very interesting. Basically, you catch the ball in a netted stick and run like crazy so the other players don’t beat the tar out of you, which they can do as long as you’re carrying the ball. Eventually, you try to throw the ball into a net (kind of like soccer). Ty’s team won, and he played well. [Ty is #22 in the dark red jersey and helmet.]
April 18, 2010 Letter:
Another week has passed filled with interesting experiences for JaNae and me. I had to work yesterday, and due to the fact that I hadn’t closed on a Saturday for quite some time, it took me a while longer, and I didn’t get home until nearly 7:00 p.m. JaNae already had dinner ready, and we hadn’t been eating longer than about five minutes when the phone rang. It was the missionaries. I was sure they needed someone with whom to split for the night or some other favor, which is fine, but that wasn’t it at all. Instead, they called to tell us that one of the members of our ward had extra hockey tickets (we have a minor league hockey team here called the Tri-City Americans [the team in white shirts] who happen to be in the playoffs), and could we please call a gentleman I have helped them teach twice previously to see if he’d like to go. (Of course, the missionaries weren’t going. Just the member and his family.) We never got hold of the man, but within twenty minutes or so, JaNae and I were seated at a hockey game with this other member couple and two of their children.
I think I told you about lacrosse last week. Well, hockey is much the same. The only differences are that all the players are on ice skates, and you can hit anybody anytime for any reason. Oh sure, there are rules. You can’t hook people with the stick or trip them. But the basic gist of the live game is smashing opposing players into the wall and fighting, all while trying to get a small puck into the opposing players’ net. Basically, there are a ton of loud noises to hear, which makes the whole thing more fun than it ever appears to be when watching it on TV.
Well, our team won 4-0, and JaNae and I really had a fun time doing something we probably would never have thought to do on our own. Made lots of new friends, too, but of course they are all overweight, sport tattoos, and drink lots of beer. Oh, and the fighting is really interesting. The players are allowed to do it willy nilly, as long as they are both still standing on their skates. They take their protective gloves off, so their punches really hurt, and start pounding each other. As soon as they fall on the ice, however, two or three of the refs dive on them and pull them apart. They then have to sit in the penalty box for five minutes apiece, and the game continues, only now with fewer players. What a kick! Needless to say, the activity really developed our sensitivity to spiritual things just in time to attend church today.
Well, there you have it! My post for the next six months is now completed, and I feel so much more in tune with my feminine side. Talk to you in a few months!