Hot Dogs and Buns

Why is it that hot dogs come in packs of 10 and buns come in packs of 8?
This question is one of the many unanswered questions in the world.
Is it because the hot dogs feel superior to the buns?
Or because the buns like to stick to smaller groups?
Is it because the companies who make buns want you to buy two packs to go with one pack of hot dogs?
Or is it because the companies who make the hot dogs think they are so much better so they make more?
Maybe the companies that make hot dogs like to be more showy and share more of their hard work in one package.
Maybe the companies who make the buns are a little self-conscious to what people will think so they don't share as much.
Maybe the people who make the hot dogs are more generous.
Maybe the people who make the buns are more selfish and greedy.
Maybe we'll never know.

Night Games

Ah, Night Games.
Don't you just love the feeling you get when you play? The pure joy of being with your friends and the kids you grew up with. The feeling you get when you know you are just about to be caught. I could talk about all of my favorite night games. Here's a list of the ones we usually play the most:

•Ghost in the Graveyard... A classic. You're scared to leave the base because there is the chance that you don't see the Ghost and they will attack you... or tag you. And when you are it, oh you just can't wait to catch the first person who comes into view. You sit and wait with anticipation to attack... or tag.
•Fugitive... Sneaking around, hiding, and getting caught. I know our neighborhood like the back of my hand. I have no problem with sneaking around in peoples yard to get to the next. After all, I have lived here my whole life. If you are it you ride around on different types of transportation like scooters, bikes, and sometimes cars. Scooters is usually just around the neighborhood, bikes are to the church, and cars are to further places like Kholers or Walmart. Its great just to be moving around so much in the night.
•Judge's Rule... Line up behind the judge and follow. Sneak away and risk getting caught. If you get caught three times you're it. Being it isn't always the best unless you know all the hiding spots. Like I do in my yard. You also have to follow the same trail. You noticed that you missed a spot, but that's too bad, no going back.
•Murder in the Dark... There's always that eerie feeling in the air because you never know when someone will slit your throat and tell you that you're dead. You can't cry out for help, they find your body in the darkness. They find you and call every one together to find out the murderer and execute them. If your wrong, you lose a person. If your right, the murderer is gone and its all over. If your the murderer its hard because whenever you get close to someone they giggle or scream. You have to surprise them and do it quick. They may scream before you kill them. This is one of my favorites.
•Sardines... I have no idea why it is called sardines... maybe its because you get them in packs and they are all mushed together. This game just like hide and seek with a twist. I find it a lot more fun. You hide with the person. Its simple and easy to explain, whereas other games may be harder to explain and no one understands it. It may be simple but it is a lot of fun.

Night Games is always a great memory. One you can keep forever. Some of them may be stupid. Most are amazing and exciting. I love the rush of joy I get when I go play night games. Big groups are always the best. Especially with the right people...
Like I said... Ah, Night Games...

Two Minutes is Not Enough

Two days ago my brother left to the MTC. We all love Jeffery, and we know he is going to do great. On the day he left we were all preparing. I was texting a lot because I received his phone =) We left and my brothers all started joking and having fun. Just like old times. They talked about the things they had in common. I loved seeing them together.
On Jeffery's farewell, we went to the Bahr's house for lunch. Afterwards, people came to talk to Jeff. Then we went outside to take pictures and after they all started jumping on the tramp. I love to see all my brother's together like that. They were acting like little kids again. I guess a part of them never really grew up.
I thought of these things on the way to the MTC. Our first stop was at Einsteins Bros Bagels where Michael works. We talked to him and everyone met up there. Then we left for the MTC.
I tried to wrap my head around the thought that Jeff would be gone for two years. My mind refused to believe it. While we were pulling up to the MTC we got a call. Amber's car had gotten a flat tire. They never got to come and say goodbye to Jeff. We got out of the car and were told we had two minutes. Two minutes is not enough for two years. We took a picture in front of a tree. After the picture he hugged us and kissed us goodbye. We all piled into the truck and watched him enter the MTC. That would be the last time I will see him for two years.
Elder Liechty has entered the building.