Hi guys,
Just a small update on our family. We have been in Las Vegas all week and YES, Synthia did receive her mission call. In case she hasn't called you personally, I'm sure she has tried, because she's been on the phone day and night since 10:30am Wednesday. So... for those of you she didn't get a hold of..."Drum Roll Please", she is going to the Montevideo, Uruguay Mission, (Spanish speaking of course). She is very happy, to say the least. Her MTC date is August 20th and we'll let you all know when her farewell is. We're so excited for her. She will do a terrific job as a missionary. Our nephew, Ryan Smoot, got back from the exact mission about 9 months ago and was able to tell her all about it.
Because we were in Vegas vacationing for a week with the whole family, our friend overnighted the letter/packet to us by way of Fed Ex. Her husband is a Fed Ex driver. It was quite the little adventure.
On Wed. morning, Sharm went down to the lobby area and sat in his car scouting out the Fed Ex truck. When it passed our condo complex without stopping, he ran the truck off the highway, accosted the driver and ransacked the truck for the "mission call", but the driver told him that he was Fed Ex Ground and that the "other" Fed Ex. Express truck would be coming at any time and to please "let go of his shirt". (All true, except the shirt part!)
Then Stan went down to scout it out with Sharm. Not knowing they were down there, I went down to the lobby to keep an extra eye out for the Fed Ex truck as well. (Synthia was at the condo calling the lobby every 2-5 minutes to see if the letter had arrived yet.) When I got to the parking lot by the lobby, I saw two persons of interest, in a red Durango, pretending to read the newspaper, but actually waiting to accost the Fed Ex Truck Driver. I jumped in to help!!! Two minutes later, Sharm screams, "There it is." Stan jumps out of the car, leaps a fence or two and runs along side the truck. Sharm waits in the parking spot until the truck pulls in and then begins to ask the driver about our letter in question. I ducked down low in the back seat hoping nobody noticed I was with those two. jk There it was, on the top of the packages. The poor man was supposed to check it through the hotel the "correct way", but sensing our excitement, finally just signed it over to Sharm. Then Stan abruptly snatched the letter out of Sharm's hand and hightails it up to the condo. (Synthia doesn't know we even have it.) Sharm and I jump into the car and drive to the condo and meet Stan at the elevator. :) lol Stan is hiding the letter in his shorts and is going to beat me to the door of the condo once the elevator opens and tell Synthia it didn't come. I take off running as fast as my 47 year old body can run in order to be the first one to tell Synthia her call is here. Half way from the elevator to the door of our condo, my upper body gets ahead of my feet, which is not a good thing, and I trip and land face down on the carpet, glasses and purse "stuff" flying in all directions. But this does NOT deter me. Sharm and Stan are laughing so hard at me, that I beat them both to the door, since they are now on the floor in hysterics!!! I won, but my knee is injured. I guess this is just the price I pay for trying to act like a little kid. :) (It was a memory)! The opening of the mission call wasn't nearly as eventful. lol
Just a small update on our family. We have been in Las Vegas all week and YES, Synthia did receive her mission call. In case she hasn't called you personally, I'm sure she has tried, because she's been on the phone day and night since 10:30am Wednesday. So... for those of you she didn't get a hold of..."Drum Roll Please", she is going to the Montevideo, Uruguay Mission, (Spanish speaking of course). She is very happy, to say the least. Her MTC date is August 20th and we'll let you all know when her farewell is. We're so excited for her. She will do a terrific job as a missionary. Our nephew, Ryan Smoot, got back from the exact mission about 9 months ago and was able to tell her all about it.
Because we were in Vegas vacationing for a week with the whole family, our friend overnighted the letter/packet to us by way of Fed Ex. Her husband is a Fed Ex driver. It was quite the little adventure.
On Wed. morning, Sharm went down to the lobby area and sat in his car scouting out the Fed Ex truck. When it passed our condo complex without stopping, he ran the truck off the highway, accosted the driver and ransacked the truck for the "mission call", but the driver told him that he was Fed Ex Ground and that the "other" Fed Ex. Express truck would be coming at any time and to please "let go of his shirt". (All true, except the shirt part!)
Then Stan went down to scout it out with Sharm. Not knowing they were down there, I went down to the lobby to keep an extra eye out for the Fed Ex truck as well. (Synthia was at the condo calling the lobby every 2-5 minutes to see if the letter had arrived yet.) When I got to the parking lot by the lobby, I saw two persons of interest, in a red Durango, pretending to read the newspaper, but actually waiting to accost the Fed Ex Truck Driver. I jumped in to help!!! Two minutes later, Sharm screams, "There it is." Stan jumps out of the car, leaps a fence or two and runs along side the truck. Sharm waits in the parking spot until the truck pulls in and then begins to ask the driver about our letter in question. I ducked down low in the back seat hoping nobody noticed I was with those two. jk There it was, on the top of the packages. The poor man was supposed to check it through the hotel the "correct way", but sensing our excitement, finally just signed it over to Sharm. Then Stan abruptly snatched the letter out of Sharm's hand and hightails it up to the condo. (Synthia doesn't know we even have it.) Sharm and I jump into the car and drive to the condo and meet Stan at the elevator. :) lol Stan is hiding the letter in his shorts and is going to beat me to the door of the condo once the elevator opens and tell Synthia it didn't come. I take off running as fast as my 47 year old body can run in order to be the first one to tell Synthia her call is here. Half way from the elevator to the door of our condo, my upper body gets ahead of my feet, which is not a good thing, and I trip and land face down on the carpet, glasses and purse "stuff" flying in all directions. But this does NOT deter me. Sharm and Stan are laughing so hard at me, that I beat them both to the door, since they are now on the floor in hysterics!!! I won, but my knee is injured. I guess this is just the price I pay for trying to act like a little kid. :) (It was a memory)! The opening of the mission call wasn't nearly as eventful. lol
4 comments:
Laura, this is the funniest story ever! I can just see Sharm and Stan trying to act incognito behind their newspaper! And you, falling, well -- it would have been funny if you hadn't hurt your knee! We are all excited for Synthia!
oh bless you bless you bless you bless you i'm laughing so hard i have to run to the . . . well, you know where . . .
k, i'm back.
THAT was funny! the poor fed-ex man (both of them). k, wish i could have been a fly on your wall in vegas. the whole fam damily needs a vacation now!
THe coolest story on earth. LOVE IT!!!!!!!!
your daughter Shay SHay smoot
I love your post and I'm really sad I missed out on you falling.
Oh, and I really don't think you should call it your "adult library" on the right. Shayla reads this blog, for heavens sake. :)
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