Country Cowboys

Swing dancing-also known as flying. For a random girl with way too much passion, its definitely too close to what I would think “being high” feels like. Let me rephrase that, it’s one of those moments that make up for all of  the crappy ones. When you wanna die, go swing dancing. I’ve danced with about four boys a few times, and I can truly only remember one name, NOT GOOD. In normal society, this would be quite offensive; in swing dancing, if you good & know how to smile, they’ll forgive you in a heartbeat. It’s really one of the only things I’ve ever REALLY loved AND been good at as well.

This leads up to what I’m grateful for today.. the priesthood. How do these connect? Simple- the male species=) While being away from home, it surprises me how much I’m reminded of what the priesthood does for boys. I mean, high school, yess, they are sweet & goofy & caring. But when they come back from a mission, holy tamole, it it UNREAL how different they are (in a good way). Now they get it! Unlike girls who’ve been dreaming to get married all their lonely lives, guys don’t even register this future commitment until after they’ve been smakcked around by the Lord for two years. But once they’re back, then they know what they want, or better yet, what they need! No more hotties, they are looking for good-wife material. Short tops & mini skirts aren’t cutting it for these men any more. So now that they finally see all of us cute-but-not-sexy-hot girls are the way to go (bout time!) they treasure you while still treasuring God. Girls, you KNOW your man is a keeper when he can baptize you and confirm you, and eventually, call you through the veil. That’s how mine will be: I want my man to be so strong in the gospel (though physical is a necessity as well) that he will drag yo kicking and screaming to the celestial kingdom. Its easy to sweep youd off your feet, but once you’re in their arms, you wanna make sure they can carry you to the temple. Otherwise, not worth it.