President Hinckley's Testimony

"I hope that all of you will remember that on this Sabbath day you heard me bear my witness that this is God's holy work. The vision given the Prophet Joseph in the grove of Palmyra was not an imaginary thing. It was real. It occurred in the broad light of day. Both the Father and the Son spoke to the boy. He saw Them standing in the air above him. He heard Their voices. He gave heed to Their instruction.

"It was the resurrected Lord who was introduced by His Father, the great God of the universe. For the first time in recorded history, both the Father and the Son appeared together to part the curtains and open this, the last and final dispensation, the dispensation of the fullness of times.

"The Book of Mormon is all that it purports to be—a work recorded by prophets who lived anciently and whose words have come forth "to the convincing of the Jew and Gentile that Jesus is the Christ, the Eternal God, manifesting himself unto all nations" (Book of Mormon title page).

"The priesthood has been restored under the hands of John the Baptist and Peter, James, and John. All the keys and authority pertaining to eternal life are exercised in this Church.

"Joseph Smith was and is a prophet, the great Prophet of this dispensation. This Church, which carries the name of the Redeemer, is true.

"I leave you my testimony, my witness, and my love for each of you, in the name of Jesus Christ, amen."

President Gordon B. Hinckley
April 1, 2006, Sunday morning session of the 176^th Annual World General Conference

Run-on Sentences

So last week I was messing around in the blogosphere, and decided to check out people who were out of Rexburg. I figured I had a pretty high chance of finding someone I knew, and I ran across a guy I had a lot of classes with, and discovered he and his wife just had their second baby, awww… sweet… So while I was on warm fuzzies, I ending up finding a guy who was in my ward for about 4 semesters, and was kinda excited to explore his blog, because truth be told, he was one of a kind.

As I was reading post after post I realized that I was becoming depressed.

His blog was soooo depressing. And smarmy, and a little gross… (He posted what kind of kisser he is, according to a Facebook application.)

Anyway, I became increasingly worried that my blog left people depressed. If it could happen to him, it could happen to me. I don’t want people feeling icky when they visit my blog.

And amidst all this worry, it hit me: I am so not depressing. Even if I tried, I couldn’t post depressing posts day after day. Face it Cohen, you are entertaining.

Well, most of the time.

Lucky Dream

On Saturday night I had a dream that the San Francisco Giants went to the Super Bowl.

In my dream I didn’t have a problem with it, and only after a few hours of being awake (in the middle of church) did I realize that the San Francisco Giants would never be going to the Super Bowl, but that the New York Giants had a shot.

Clearly my dream meant that the New York Giants were going to win their game on Sunday,

AND THEY DID!

IN OVERTIME!

I was freaking out. I could hardly believe it.

So what, what, what does this mean? Does it mean if I pay attention to my dreams, I will know who will win the Super Bowl? I hope so. That would be awesome.

Between the Make-Believe Trees

Happy New Year!
I am honestly blown away that it is 2008.

Two thousand and eight.

Crazy.

With the turn of the year, and the influence of old people in my life, i got to thinking and figuring what year i could live to see. My Grandmother is almost 84, so let's say i live to that age, that means i could be alive in the year 2068. I really want to be around for the year 2100, because i would want to know what everyone calls it. Two thousand one hundred? Twenty-one hundred? Will there be a great divide between the people who say two thousand one hundred and twenty-one hundred?

I hope so.

Of course that would mean i would need to live to be 116 years old.

Whatev.

I could do it if i really wanted to.

In the meantime, let me show you what i did today:


First the family went out to breakfast where Grandma yelled at everyone, then we went to Oceano, and went on this nature walk. These are the ducks at the Oceano lagoon, and i'm pretty sure they are plotting to attack us.
Look at them all huddled up, looking very conspiratorial.

This walk was da bomb because you got to pick up a pamphlet and read about the different areas of the trail as you go along. We learned that a beaver chopped this tree down (notice the beaver teeth markings) but the tree decided to live anyway, and grew 4 branches out of the stump. I could be more descriptive if i had that informational pamphlet, but if we kept it, we were suppose to make a donation, and boy do we hate donating.




Mary was the reader for post number three, and it went a little something like this: "Look up, you will notice a eucalyptus tree right above you. This is the home to the blah blah bird, who dives into the lagoon and the ocean looking for food. Because this blah blah bird isn't waterproof (or whatever it is about birds that makes them not soaked) this blah blah bird will come back to it's nest and then shake like a dog, causing a spray of water to fall down to the ground. Be careful when standing under this eucalyptus tree."

I don't know why they made post number three right under that dangerous eucalyptus. How hard could it have been to move it out of harm's way? And then the pamphlet could read, "You lucky dogs, we saved you from a very unpleasant experience. The eucalyptus tree you just passed is home to the...."

You should also note that dad is trying out his new Preppy look. He says that will be his signature style for 2008.


Just a few shots of the trail.





It was a gorgeous day, and when i got in the car to head home i decided that maybe you would want to know how gorgeous it was, and it just so happened to be 60 degrees gorgeous.