Tuesdays with Muerte

Pictured: Kareena Steed, Jason Hills, Kevin Paulson, X, Scotty (couch) David King, Jamma, Matt My new dinner group is made up of 12 individuals; mostly all from our ward.  We get together every Mon-Thur for an hour of dinner.  There are 6 guys and 6 girls.  All but 1 of us is single. The group is an intellectual bunch.  We email each other articles that we are interested in and discuss them over our meals.  Kevin, the guy in the top left is a political activist and has a mission to convert us all to his way of thinking, so our conversations always turn to politics regardless of how they start out. The menus are excellent as well.  We try to purchase the best ingredients, if we can, and share some thing that will be unique and cultural.

Although I did enjoy living the Valentine's Day dream vicariously this year by delivering flowers for a local flower shop, I think I will go ahead and plan to have my own Valentine from now on. I went in to the flower shop at 8:00am this morning to pick up my load of flowers.  I spent the morning delivering 3 boxes full of flowers and chocolates to 11 women and 1 dude around the city of Murray.  Most were at their offices and places of employment.  Most seemed nervous and were quick to shew me out the door.  Maybe I made them feel awkward because I was dressed in my tuxedo with a red cumber-bun and bow tie. They probably thought I was going to start stripping if they didn't say goodbye soon enough.  Once my first load was complete, I took a nice, long lunch break.  Upon returning to the store there was an 1-2 hour wait for more boxes.  I decided to come back in an hour and see if the line had died down.  When I returned, the line was 2-3 hours l...