So I worked out with Steven this morning (btw he got 2 hours of sleep and was still there at 6am to work out with me, whatta trooper). Steve bought me breakfast.
I got home showered and took a 2 hour nap.
I did my last minute studying for my last Bio test. I needed a 89% to get an A and a 65% to get an A-. So before I took the test my question was if it were really worth studying, it's not hard to get 65%. But somehow I only missed one question. I mighta tied Brad! Either I'm getting better at guessing or the computers are busted...
Then I finally got around to getting my handicap parking pass. So the form was interesting. It said I couldn't walk 200 feet without being fatigued. It said I needed help from a brace or crutches. And it said I had orthopedic surgery. I didn't want them to call me out as a liar because NOW I can walk pretty well so I took a crutch with me just in case. It worked. They gave me 2 passes. One for my car and one for the person who gives me a ride. Cool.
But here's the sad part. My next errand was getting the tires rotated at Super Walmart. There is no handicap garage. Fine. Then I went to the BYU creamery and the parking spots are so close that there is no handicap spot! Strike 2. Then I went home. I have an assigned underground parking spot, and there are no special spots above ground. So maybe before the 3 months run out I'll be able to take advantage of my crippleosity. I guess it will be nice once all the parking lots are covered in ice....And yes, I did manage to get my groceries up the stairs all by myself in one trip.
I wish I had pictures but I don't.

And this morning I had a really interesting study. I studied the next talk of the conference Ensign. It was by
Last week we also had interviews with President da Silva. They were really special. President da Silva is a very spiritual man. He based our interviews off of a couple of questions. He told us to imagine that the interview was between him and our mothers. He asked us, “How would your mom describe you as a missionary? What type of missionary does your mom think you are?” The other thing he asked us was what question would your mom have for President da Silva? It was an interesting experience. My first two ideas for the second question were interesting because as I analyzed them, I realized that they were questions I had and I don’t think Mom would have asked them. It was really cool.