devotional

So the devotional today (BYU has a weekly devotional at 11 on tuesdays... there are no classes and virtually all of campus is shut down at that time) Anyway, the devotional today was the dedication of the newest building on campus- the Joseph Fielding Smith building. It was awesome... The Prophet, President Faust, President Monson, and some of the 12 came. President Hinckley spoke, but it wasn't even what he said that was so awesome. The entire Mariot Center was full (it holds something like 27000 people... or is it 2700... I always get those two mixed up) It seriously looked like all of these people were piled up on top of eachother and that the whole tower of them was going to topple over at any minute. We (Me, Frik, & Sarah) got there sabout an hour and a half early (so we could get seats), so I was sitting there, doing my homework and talking. (mostly talking). But at about 10:55 or so I was reading and then everyone in the marriot center stood up and the prelude music changed to, "we thank thee oh God for a prophet". People always say that as soon as the prophet walks in the room you just feel the spirit so strong, and honestly, I never felt that until today. I was so glad I went just because sitting there for the 5 minutes before the devotional was worth it. It was so peaceful and all the little old men looked so cute.

I know that not all of you believe in the same things I do, so I'm not posting this to try to persuade you to believe, but I also know that some of you do believe the same things I do. I guess I just wanted to share.


Oh, something funny happened at the bakery yesterday--something that has never happened before... well maybe a long time ago, but not in the past 5 years. We were making brownies and when you make a large batch and want half of it to have walnuts in it, you scoop the first half out, then add the walnuts and mix them in... simple, right? Well anyway, we had finished the first half and Sarah added in the walnuts and started it mixing and there was this huge bang noise. So, she stopped it and we looked at the beater (fyi: it's like a giant kitchen aid mixer and by giant I mean about 5 feet tall). Everything looked fine so she started it again. There was this huge crack and the paddle started sinking into the brownie batter. It had snapped at the neck where it attaches to the mixer...
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So we were pretty much screwed for the rest of the day. We stirred the walnuts into the batter with a huge spoon and then left a note for the night crew (who are a bunch of dummies)

Anyway, I've got some HW to do... I just felt like telling you that little story... heh...