Paris.
The France Paris Mission.
Dear Elder Coburn:
You are hereby called to serve as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the France Paris Mission...
It is perfect. For me. Everything about it makes me excited. I have been there when I was little but I don't remember a lot. I took four years of French in high school, so you can imagine my excitement. For example, take the excitement of our weekly french toast night, multiply that by about a few million and you are about a fourth of how excited I am. D'accord? OH! My roommate Sean opened his mission call two days before me! Guess where he is going?! Paris. Same day.
I have two French flags in my room, and a picture of a little boy from France (holding roses. he's a sweet heart. his name is Wyatt). My homepage is http://www.eglisedejesuschrist.fr/.
I often listen to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4K1q9Ntcr5g.
And I am usually watching THIS: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZCQZvLPIiVo.
(if you're going to click any of the links, this. is. the. one.) Also, French bread from the creamery is divine.
In other news, our club, The Adventure Boys, went out for a treat the other night. What kind of a treat? Well. We got scalp treatments at the local beauty school. Listen to this: scalp brushing, peppermint tingly shampoo stuff, head massage for fifteen minutes, rinse, shampoo, rinse, condition, rinse, blow dry. All for one easy payment of only SIX DOLLARS. It''s kind of a big deal.
The snowboarding has been mmh mmh good. We (Josh Caleb, Shannon and myself) traveled to Brighton on President's Day. It may be the best resort to have ever been born. This picture resulted. Guess who's who? It's irrelevant.
My cousin Erica sojourned in Provo last weekend. I LOVE her. Our fun included an all day photo shoot, holding a tarantula, holding a boa constrictor, food, crashing a dance, crashing a dorm, theatre history class, and more. If you weren't there you missed out. So... probably there are some people that missed out. I'll do something nice for you.
Anyhow. I am having a mad love affair with life that I need to get back to. Here's something for the road:
Ben: "Mom, I am neglected. I have middle child syndrome."
Mom: "Yeah. Oh well."
