Roxanne Home Evening

Well, last night Peter came over to pick me up for the monthly Parley Family extended Family Home evening. I just love grandmother and grandfather Parley. They're so wise, and have already accepted me as one of their own.

Anyway, after I fixed Peter dinner and we were sitting down to enjoy some Lion House Chicken, Roxanne came over. I excused myself from dinner and went downstairs to return some CDs I had borrowed from her. Stephen was sitting on the couch watching television and Roxanne made herself at home next to him on the couch. I went back upstairs to clear the table and get ready to head over to Grandmother and Grandfather Parley's house. I went back downstairs to tell Roxanne that I was leaving and when I got there she was taking off her shoes and socks!

Well, of course I didn't know what to do. I didn't want Stephen to see the tattoo (he doesn't need any encouragement in that direction) and I didn't want Roxanne to become uncomfortable in our righteous home once it became known that was marked. I didn't know what to do, so I spilled my water on her leg to try and help her get out of a potentially awkward situation. I realize that this might not have been a totally honest thing to do, but I was trying to save my friend embarassment and I thought that it would be better for Roxanne to be comfortable in our home.

Well, turns out that there was no point. You see, Roxanne's tattoo wasn't a tattoo at all! It was drawn on by one of her Beauty School Friends. When she took off her sock to dry it off the tattoo simply wasn't there. It was such a tough moment for me. On the one hand, Roxanne was now washed clean, and the symbolism of baptism was not lost on me. On the other hand, avoiding the appearance of evil is also pretty important.

At any rate, we were going to be late for Family Home Evening, and Stephen and Roxanne were heading out to see New York Doll, which is apparently a documentary about the Church. Maybe Peter and I will go and see it too soon.

Excited Dreams...

Veronica Mars?

Well, I wasn't going to reveal her name, but my tattooed friend from the previous post has been coming over to my house a lot and looks like she'll be a part of my life so I guess I'd better name her. I'm sorry that I posted about Roxanne's tattoo, because I wanted to keep her anonimity and all. But anyway, she's been coming over alot and it's been pretty fun to have her.

Last night, Roxanne dropped by and Peter and I were trying to pick a theme scripture for our wedding. It was kind of awkward, because your theme scripture for your wedding is such a personal thing between future groom, future bride, and the Lord, but I thought it would be good for Roxanne to help us and get into the scriptures.

After a few minutes, she excused herself to go to the restroom and didn't come back. I left Peter deep in Isaiah and went to go find Roxanne. I found her downstairs with Stephen watching TV on the couch. Roxanne said, "Hey Mol, want to check out Veronica Mars with Steve and I? It's a really cool show." No, of course I didn't, but didn't Roxanne want to come back and help with the scripture hunt? She declined, and ended up spending the evening with Stephen in his room listening to music. At one point, I heard the sounds of the Grateful Dead and was a little tempted to join them, but we all know what road that put me on! I figured that Roxanne didn't want to inpinge on Peter and I's special time, and I really appreciate that about her. She's a great friend.

The Mark of the beast?

Yesterday, a close friend (I won't tel lyou her name) came over to my house to give me a peticure. We're trying to see what will look good for the wedding, and she has been to beauty school and just has a lot of great ideas about these kind of things. Anyway, I was really excited. I haven't been able to see my friend as much since I've been spending a lot of time working and of course, with Peter. My friend did such a great job I wanted to return the favor and give her one back. She said great and took off her shoe and sock and that's when I saw the tattoo.

I was pretty shocked, and didn't really know what to do. I mean, we had shared a cabin at girls camp for years. We had even been YCLs together, and I just had no idea. Well, I wasn't sure what to do, so I just gave her the peticure but of course she realized something was wrong. She said, "It's about the tattoo isn't it Molly." How did she know!? I mean, we've been friends for such a long time I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, but I really was! I said, "Well yes it is actually. Is everything ok?" She said, "Of course." I said, "Really?" And she said yeah. She was really comfortable with it, and even let me take this picture.

I love my friend, but I'm just not sure what to do! I mean, I knew she'd been hanging out with the beauty school crowd up in Salt Lake and all, but I had no idea it had come to this. I decided to make a point of spending more time with her and praying for her with Peter. What next, two sets of earrings? Sometimes I'm really glad to live where I live. It's just so nice to be able to turn on the Cougar game and see the other teams tattoos but to see our team sparking clean and fresh as they go on to victory. It's great to be in Utah County!
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