I love to see the Temple.
I was going there today.
But my recommend has expired
So there was no way.
I think I was more embarrassed tonight than I was vomiting on the subway. Why? Because I'm the R.S.P. and I organized the RS Temple night.
I asked if they could send reminder postcards like the dentist does.
Plan B: make orange rolls
Laughing!!! (but it is not loud laughter) just laughing.
ReplyDeleteHa! That is so funny. Good thing about the Boston Temple is most people that work there probably know you and you're good standing.
ReplyDeleteGood plan B.
ReplyDeleteOh man, I am so sorry! Laughing a bit, but still sorry:)
ReplyDeleteCan I have some of Plan B?
ReplyDeleteYES to the reminder postcards.
ReplyDelete:)
So sorry....but that is pretty funny!!
ReplyDeleteLove the new song lyrics!
ReplyDeleteLove the Lyrics and love the postcard idea. Or how 'bout just an email!
ReplyDeletei miss you, ellen!
ReplyDeleteThis happened to my husband when he was the Bishop of a Single Adult Ward and drove them all to Atlanta only to find that HIS recommend was expired.
ReplyDeleteoh, Ellen. That is the greatest story.
ReplyDeleteside note.....(When my mom was RSP in Vegas her bishop walked into a restaurant just at the moment she was playing the slot machines! She is NOT a gambler, but just happened to feel like putting a few nickels in that night. She just about died. Thankfully he had a sense of humor and they both cracked up about it.)