Showing posts with label sister. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sister. Show all posts

Friday, March 16, 2012

"The List" #17

"One thing you're proud of"

Well, this is kind of random, but it's the only thing that came to mind. One thing I'm proud of is getting all my roommates to start wearing men's deodorant. Specifically, Old Spice.


Fiji and Matterhorn are my personal favorites.

How did I come to begin wearing men's deodorant? Well, my sister started buying all different kinds of deodorant to see which ones made her skin less irritated, sweat less, smell better, etc. She literally had at least 10 different sticks of deodorant at one point, including Old Spice men's deodorant. One day I was giving her a hard time about her deodorant collection when I started smelling them. And this guy isn't lying when he says Old Spice smells good:


One whiff of that stick of Matterhorn deodorant shut me right up. I was sold. And now, so are my roommates. Old Spice deodorant doesn't necessarily smell overly manly and it works great! I'm a fan.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

A trip to the temple

I was lucky enough to wake up this morning and do baptisms for the dead in this lovely building, the Provo Temple. It had been a while since I had gone and I would really like to start going on a regular basis. Preferably weekly; biweekly at the very least.
The temple always has neat experiences to go with it. Today, I was waiting on the benches outside the font watching the baptisms when a young man entered the font. He must have been twelve because he was little and very young-looking. He had the biggest grin on his face that just put a smile on my own. I looked around and saw that others waiting were smiling as well. This young man got it. He knew the joy and service he was providing to those on the other side of the veil and it showed. What a great example he was to all of us college-aged people waiting on the benches who sometimes so easily forget.

Something else neat happened too. I was looking for something to read and they had a copy of The Friend sitting on one of the benches.
At first I was going to look for something a little more "grown-up" to read, but for some reason I decided to open it up and have a gander. Not too far into the magazine, I ran into an article about none other than baptisms for the dead. I looked at the by-line and saw my sister's name there. Yep, my sister is that cool. (Love you, Lyss!) I loved reading her simplified version of how to prepare to do baptisms for the dead as I was waiting to do just that. Here is a link to an online version of the article.

Life is good and I know going to the temple makes it even better.

-Britt