One day I asked the sisters over for lunch and due to my excellent culinary skills I decided to take them out somewhere. We picked a place and then headed out the door....only to find out that Heath had taken the car and left his usual mode of transportation-the scooter. We looked at each other, we looked at the scooter, and then we walked back inside to figure out what we would do. We tried to see if we could figure out a way for me to go in their car. We read their rule book- it was pretty cut and dry. My only option was-you guessed it-the scooter. Now, take into consideration that my extent of driving the scooter consisted of a few wobbly trials down our street. The place we were going was on an intersection of two major highways, but with back roads the whole may there. I really wanted to take the sisters out so I strapped on my helmet and they jumped in their car and we headed out. I am happy to say that I safely made it there and back, and I know understand Heath's obsession with the scooter-it was fun!
We have some really great missionaries in our area (especially our Ward). They are so kind, giving, and definitely are in tune with the Spirit. I was in the process of putting my papers in to serve a mission for our church when Heath and I met. Obviously I am grateful for meeting Heath and love being married, but I'm grateful for this calling with the missionaries so that I can fulfill that desire in a small way. Can't wait until we are older and can serve a mission together!
