Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Irony

I have had a few very ironic experiences in my life. and I enjoy them. because after the fact, they always make me laugh. always after though, I for sure don't like them in the moment.

example one. the other night I was driving home. that's not the ironic part, hold on. and I was listening to a talk given by Elder Cook. it's a really great talk, you should definitely read or listen to it if you have a minute. here's the link--->Personal Peace

and now for the irony. I was listening to it while driving in my car which I had forgotten to register and there were cops EVERYWHERE. one even zoomed past me with his lights on and I thought for sure I was done for. so my heart and mind were definitely not calm at this point. then a coyote ran across the road and I screamed because my nerves were about to ....um,....something. I was just very wound up, let's say. so, irony. talk on peace playing in the background of a frantic, practically illegal car. and did I mention I have an irrational fear of coyotes? I do.

here is another story from the past. I don't know that this is irony so much as just an interesting coincidence. wait,... anywho, there was this day back when I was going to SUU. it was one of the first warm days we had had in quite a while and I had decided I would try to do myself up reeeeaaal cute and not even wear a jacket. I took extra time with my hair, picked out my favorite clothing articles, painted my toe nails, all the stuff. and I was walking on campus feeling pretty dang fly. now, there is this walkway on SUU campus. it's pretty much a main walkway. it goes right down the center between all these main buildings and everyone has to walk down this cement path at some point in their day. and at the end of the path is a wide staircase, also a very popular walkway. and I was walking up these stairs with a large-ish crowd of people behind me. and I was thinking how cute I felt and how much less self-conscious I was that day. and my flip-flop caught the edge of one of the stairs. and I flew forward, throwing all the books and sheets of music I was carrying. and I landed less then gracefully, scraping my hands and wrists. and I learned something that day. and I've learned it several times since. flip-flops are the devil. just kidding, that's not what I learned. I learned to not get too prideful. and I also wonder how anyone can even be prideful. because I can't be the only one this stuff happens to. right????
I love ironic croc
so why did I tell you these stories? no idea. but peace and blessings!!