Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Nick Tennessee - To/From Ty

From Ty:
I am in the middle of a practice exam right now on this bright and beautiful memorial day.  My office is sweltering because they don't think anyone is crazy enough to come in on a holiday.  I am hot and humid.  I am happy and like a bird.  A pigeon maybe.  I watch them out the window of my 11th story office sometimes.  Thankfully, I've never wanted to be a pigeon, despite the fact that they can fly.  Not my personality.  I'd much rather be a hawk.  Then I could eat rabbits, babbity rabbits, in the back of people's backyards.  Dogs are better at eating rabbits than hawks though.  At least in people's backyards.  We know this from experience.  Poor Alex.  Scarred for life.  Hmm, you shouldn't be emailing today, I think the white handbook says you're supposed to be out tracting and missionary working on holidays and Sundays because they are the best time to find Families.  We are a family.  That's a nice thing to be.  Maybe parenting is kinda like coaching.  Turning everyone into a team and having that camraderie where everyone goes out drinking afterwards, you know?  Maybe you don't know.  Neither do I I guess.  If you take the spaces out from in between those I's and the do then it spells doll.  I think I'd make a good coach, so I'd be a good parent too.  That means my family could kick your family's butts.  Unless they are all as tall and large in stature as you.  You'll have to marry a midget so you can even it out.  Someone short enough for you to dance on your knees with.  Or I'll have to marry a giantess.  Ugh, don't make me do that Nick.  That is just not a pleasant prospect.  

Maybe the heat has addled my brains.  It's possible that my brain is just shrinking to the size of a peapod with four peas in it anyways.  One pea for seeing, one for breathing, one for typing, and one for CFAing.  Oh, the CFA is a standardized test akin to the CPA (which accounting professionals have to take).  It covers a myriad, a plethora, a variety, a diversity of topics difficult for the mind to comprehend.  From statistics to financial statement analysis to ethics to valuation techniques to company analysis to fixed income trading and derivatives.  I think the people that do derivatives must be the most clever (although they are the ones that attempted to destroy our economy 4 years ago) because they use greek characters, like alpha, delta, vega, and gamma.  I don't even know what that means.  I kinda skipped that session.  I'm going to mark 'b' on the exam and hope it works.  

I think I should get back to my practice exam now.  And it's off to the races again♪ (Did you know that Newsies is the movie that Christian Bale is most embarassed of being in?  But he did say it had a strong cult following.  This was referring to Mormons.)

Ciao, ta-ta, adios (le pido), hasta la vista (baby.  baby baby baby ohhhh!!!!)  umm, that last part was a mistake.  My fingers didn't know what they were doing.  I don't even know that song.  I promise.  I don't have Bieber fever.  Of course not.  

Life is good!  Bye!

-Big Boss T


From Nick
Wow.  That was quite the interesting read.  I don't even know fully how to respond to that.  It sounds somewhat akin to what I write like, occasionally, but you bounced around a lot.  We've seen a few hawks here.  We saw one attack a big dumb crow in midair with a swooping dive.  Pretty awesome.  Then it just flew away.  And as you noted, we aren't emailing on Memorial Day.  But instead the day after.  And just because you said that I'll have to marry someone who is not a midget.  Although a giantess as a sister in law is something I'm not quite sure about.  Maybe if she's nice.  I quite liked your peapod analogy.  It seems like it fits at the moment.  And that test sounds mean.  Quite mean.  It sounds like several years of college mixed in one big mezcla and then given to unknowing people.  You are seriously crazy today.  I already wrote the good stuff in the main email.  So you'll read that when it comes.  But you should continue being good.  Argentina, here I come.

Nick Tennesee - 5/28/2012

From the Family To Nick


Ungbrajiankian.  that about sums it right up. Ungbrajiankian means
that Life after school has been a bit scary. Dad told me about
insurance and that I have to fill up the tank for gas and other such
terrifying prospects. I need to get a job but it is seemingly
hopeless. It kind of feels like I am slowly disappearing. Mom and Dad
think I am eccentric, but its whatever. I am going to start being a
better person, I am going to start exercising and eating better. Any
way matt is going to write you right now before he leaves. Keep being
a stud brother. -Alex
_____________________________________________________________________________________

Hi.
I am considering becoming a vagrant. Semi-vagrant at least, seeing as
how I still have a job. It is really bothersome to find a place to
live in Chandler. It's not like I don't have money, but nowhere wants
to give me a 4 month lease. The place that did wanted about $950.00 a
month. That's just silly. So I am going to look a bit more tomorrow
and move in with Sam and Matt (if they allow vagrants) as a backup.
Guess I'd at least be paying rent to people I like then.
Anywho, we just wrapped up a very lengthy game of Cities and Knights.
My victory was oh so very narrow, but it was secured just in time. It
usually doesn't take that long - I feel like I just played Risk or the
Starcraft boardgame. I am dog sitting for John and Allison and have
decided I can tolerate all the other minor annoyances of their dogs,
but I just can't get past them peeing all over whenever they get
excited or scared (which is often). I have been careful though and am
minimizing the incidents.
Anywho again, I am getting tired of living in the old house. The place
is all empty and gloomy. It'll be nice to finish moving our stuff next
week and leaving it all behind as memories. I think Alex is going to
have a wakeup call in some ways now that he is graduated. He'll be all
right though - his friends are still around. Ma and Pa are mellowing
out - they take a lot of naps.
I don't have much else to say this evening. Live life abundantly.
-Matt

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
Hi Nick,
So Alex didn't brag and say that he did a great job of speaking at
Seminary graduation - he did though.  Thoughtful yet a bit
entertaining.  So, I need to tell you about his date last night.  A
couple of weeks ago, one of my friends from work (the one who got us
conference tickets) had her 18 year old daughter bring her lunch.  The
daughter was in our breakroom and noticed the picture of Alex I have
on my locker.  (If that seems a bit strange, it isn't, lots of us put
pics of our family and/or pets there) She saw his picture thought he
looked cute and told her mom she wanted to be set up with him.  Her
mom told me the next time I worked and texted me a picture of her that
I sent on to Alex.  He liked it.  She is really cute.  Kevin and
Parker wanted to know if I would put their pictures on my locker also.
 Anyway, the date happened last night.  Yeah, I know how to pick them
for my sons.  He really had fun with her.  Too bad she is gone for
most of the summer and then going to school in St. George.  Oh well.
So, about Graduation.  It's over.  Seats on the field.  Even got to
stand up when they did the last and fifth list.  Also had reserved
parking.  Sweet.  So, then we came home and watched a movie, took a
little nap, and went to Sunsplash at 1am til 3:30.  Seemed like a long
time.   Mostly patrolled the golf courses.  A bit boring.  Dad
evaluated all the cute girls in swimsuits.  Only found 1 he really
approved of.  Jasmine Taylor.  At least they supplied us with free
diet coke.  So, if Kevin and Mary were just sort of an item before,
they are really one now.  Alex just might need to find him a girl,
work a lot, or become really bored.
So even though tomorrow is supposed to be Memorial Day, Dad is
confused and thinks its Labor Day.  Plans to get us up at 5 am and
clean and pack a few odds and ends at the old house.  Then on to Sam
and Matt's to help them pain their living room.  Much of it was done
on Saturday by Matt, Alex, Dad and Sam.  After all that, we are all
gathering at Cinemark for MIB III.  By the way, saw Avengers again,
and you will probably need to put that on the top of your post-mission
viewing list.  Just saying….
I worked last night, came home completely wiped and didn't make it to
our new ward.  Dad and Alex did.  Alex went to Sunday school with Dad
and then to Elder's q.  Learning a new level of boring I guess.  We'll
have to see how future weeks roll out.  I'd think they'd have a class
for single adults.  Wouldn't you?  Maybe they can put him in the
primary if they don't?
Grandma had a cousin in Idaho die and Jerry and Cindy are taking her
and Gpa to Ida on Thursday.  Otherwise same oh-same oh
Have a great week.  Walk around a bit and make some new friends.  Love You, Mom


Nick,
Went to new ward Sunday. It was really scary and no one talked to me
except a guy called Bishop.
Mom gave you the news of or lives. Hope all is well. the words for the
week are ponder & perseverance.
Love, Dad


From Nick to the Family

Dearest family.  How art thou?  Doth thou well?  Dare say I, verily so?  It's only slightly entertaining to write like that.  More fun for my brain, less fun to actually read.  Speaking of brains, things are well here.  I was told that you'll already know, but maybe something strange happened.  Because yes, I have a visa now.  I'll be heading down to Argentina next Monday, the fourth of June.  Beyond that I am fairly clueless.  We're not even certain what will happen to the area here in Columbia.  Likely it will close for a while, which is sad for the little group here.  They'll just need to keep on keeping on.  But you know the song, happy day, all is well.  Not sure quite how that fits that, but it's fresh.  It's getting hot over here.  Humid, sticky.  It's been over 90 for the past few days.  I got a little bit tan, but not much.  Because, you see, you don't get tan if the sun isn't shining on you.  There are occasions where the temperature is still around 90 degrees, over, but there isn't sun.  So no tan.  A sad thing, I'd say.  But as it is.  Time to start packing up my stuff here, and clean the apartment this week.  Woohoo. 
 
Alex - That word actually seems like it could come right from Animorphs.  The very first thought that popped into my head.  It sounds scary.  But don't be fooled by first appearance.  You'll pass through that small crucible without a problem, once you actually find a job.  And there is no doubt, you are eccentric.  Number one on being a better person is reading the scriptures and praying.  Read the conference talks.  In order.  All of them.  The first talk is my favorite.  President Packer is a stud.  You can also read the talk by Elder Scott.  He talks about how taking care of your body is another way to improve receiving revelation.  Very interesting talk.  My mind is still working through that one.  Take notes, too.  I think it's pretty sweet to read the notes I wrote before my mission, because they are so cool, some of them.  And the way I take notes changed.  I have the system all worked out with notes.
 
Mateo - In Spanish, homeless people are called vagabondos.  The word vagrant sounds nice too.  And isn't it somewhat expensive to live in Chandler?  I thought that area was more costly.  If you want you can move out here.  One of the Spanish members owns three houses.  He's trying to kick out the white people that moved in next door because they trashed the place and have stopped paying rent.  It's $500 a month, plus water and electricity.  Has kitchen, bathroom, and three more rooms.  Plus, one of the creepiest basements I have even seen.  Have a door to it in the house and outside the house.  Leads to a dirt floor, no light, filled with junk, has the pipes and insulation from the bottom of the house right above you.  Thankfully, it's a bit taller than 6 and a half feet.  That's the more costly option.  There's another place, but it's a little more difficult.  You have to climb stairs to get to it.  But it has a bedroom, kitchen/dining/living room area, and another room.  It's true, it'll be like living in an attic and it doesn't look the greatest, but at $200 a month, what's to complain about?  Plus, if you're nice to him, he'll probably invite you to some barbecues sometime.  Pretty good deal, I think.  I want to play Risk again.  The game is actually here, but we don't generally have three hours to lay down on a game, even if everyone was willing.  We have a little game called Blokus.  It's shorter, like 30 minutes.  Not bad, but it can lead to companionship disunity if you're one of those competitive people.  Pretty funny, because the strategy to win basically is to maim others from moving.  I quite like that part of it.  Time for you to buy a good tent, huh.  I find it quite funny, your statement about Mom and Dad.  Yes.  Quite funny.
 
Mom - Good to hear he did well.  You mentioned last week about the girl, but it's funny he actually went on a date with her.  Hopefully she was taller than him.  I know you've been waiting for that spot on the field, as well.  Looks like only the first and the last of the kids did the trick.  Perhaps you can find some kind of doctrinal teaching in that.  Oh Kevin, that bum.  He's following Bryce's bad example.  Not that they're not good girls.  But it just makes life harder pre-mission.  It's good to have a clear ability to focus without these strange ties back to home.  So Alex definitely needs to just work a lot.  I enjoyed your little play on words with Memorial Day.  MIB III looked pretty good.  Quite funny.  It also makes Will Smith look young again.  And I've heard that it's pretty sweet from a few people here.  That comment was referred to Avengers.  Oh, Mom.  You're not allowed to badger Aunt Jeanne about not going to church after moving unless you go too.  Now everyone at church probably will look funny at you.  Alex and Dad were probably embarrassed.  But I'm really just kidding.  Elder's quorum isn't that boring if you're involved.  I was only vaguely involved.  And they sometimes have classes for YSA.  Only if they have a good number of kids graduated from high school though.  Otherwise I think they just give YSA over to the YSA wards.  Which Alex should probably avoid.  But that's my advice.  Maybe they can make him a Sunday School teacher.  And I believe the phrase is "same-old, same-old."  Oh same oh.  Hehehe.
 
Dad - New ward.  Ooh.  Nice that the bishop actually got to you though.  Or did you get to him.  Enjoyed reading this entry.  I found it quite funny.  Ponder and perseverance. 
 
In the process of writing this I thought of some more things.  First, apparently the area here in Columbia will be kept.  It remains.  Also, last week the English companionship changed.  One elder left and an elder from New Zealand came in.  Elder 'Ahokava.  He's pretty cool.  Speaks Tongan and English.  With the accent, of course.  Also, what ward and stake are you in now?  I think I need to know to notify the mission so they can change it.  It would be well appreciated.  Besides that, I would just exhort you all to be, in the words of Elder Bednar, good boys and good girls.  And similarly, in the words of one of the seminary teachers, Brother Janes, don't be naughty.  That should be well enough.
 
Love,
Elder Hansen

Monday, May 21, 2012

Nick to Ty - May 21, 2012


On Mon, May 21, 2012 at 9:37 AM, Tyrel Hansen <tyreljh@gmail.com> wrote:


Whenever I'm having a bad day I read your letters and my day gets infinitely better Nick.  I laugh, I remember my mission, I take a minute to put my life into perspective, and then I go back to work.  It's kinda like a reset button for me.  I don't ever get tired of reading them no matter how many times.  I really hope your writing a journal because you and your family will treasure it forever.  I kept one, but not as well as I would have liked, and I was always too serious and boring about the whole mission thing.  That tends to be my personality more than the other siblings, except for maybe Alex.  You should take some time now at the beginning of your mission to pray about your life and your mission and to think about what you want to get out of it in context of who you are.  Then begin realizing what it will take for you to get there.  I did that at the beginning of my mission and it helped me focus on what I cared about.  I'm still defining what I want to get out of my life, and there are infinite paths to the same end, but knowing a few key points along the way are important.  It's interesting working now, not being married with a family and all.  I'm working to pay off my debt, and I'm working to prepare myself to have a family someday, but what else am I working for?  What am I going to do with my money, talents, and time?  I have the luxury of thinking about some of these things, and so will you, many of your investigators won't have that opportunity in their whole lives because they are working just to stay alive and put food on the table.  So think about what you're working for.  It can be simple things, but make it something you will always come back to and always want to do.  Then it's natural to live your life in such a way that you can achieve it.  Me, I want to be involved in my own business, in charitable organizations, and in the church.  I want a healthy body, the ability to provide for my family, and the opportunity to continue to learn about things that I think are fun and interesting.  I'm living my life right now to get those things.  Sorry, I seem to preach a lot.  I don't really think of it as preaching, more as rambling like you or Matt do so well, but mine is generally more serious, logical, and follows a theme.  This was my theme today and I think it's a good one.  Next time it'll be something more fun maybe. 

-Tyrelofresco, master of the alley

 That's a good thing.  And I do keep a journal, but I haven't filled it out quite so well since the MTC.  I've missed like 3 days and the entries are rarely genuinely good.  Something to improve.  And wait.  You're more serious than all of us, except for maybe Alex?  I generally figure I would be portrayed as the most serious.  If I read it right, at least.  But that's a good thought.  Goals, or at least general waypoints are definitely a good guide.  There's a quote in Preach My Gospel to the effect that the person that doesn't set goals will get to a ripe old age and look back and see that they haven't achieved half of what they could have.  To that effect.  I think it was from Elder Richard G. Scott.  It's true, to a large extent.  I'll take into action your thought, because it merits it.  And I sound like more serious like that, but usually only in my study journal.  And hey.  The way you described my rambling makes it sound nonsensical and without purpose.  Hehe.  But, it's fairly true.  But, in ultimatum, have a nice week.  Do good things.  And in the words of Elder Bednar, be a good boy.

Nick - Tennesee - May 21 2012

From the Family:

Nick,
Well, life has gone on.  I've finally quit coughing for the most part
so Matt is excited.  Allergies are finally calming down and I'm
feeling better most days.  A whole bunch of the plants around the
garden are going nuts flowering, provided they don't get fried first.
The pool is feeling nice for swimming but it's a little colder than I
usually care for but it'll keep warming up with the weather we've been
having.  Since it's getting warmer Matt and I have been concentrating
on inside projects, mainly painting upstairs.  Other than that, life
has been fairly boring.
Zantedeschia aethiopica, or the calla (arum) lily is one of Grandma's
favorite flowers because Great Grandma used to grow them around her
house.  This is an old fashioned, but very rewarding garden plant.
Zantedeschia is named after Professor Zantedeschi, probably Giovanni
Zantedeschi, 1773-1846, an Italian physician and botanist, although
there is some uncertainty about this. The name aethiopica is not
directly related to Ethiopia. In classical times it meant south of the
known world i.e. south of Egypt and Libya. Several southern African
plants were given this specific epiphet early on.Although called the
arum lily, it is neither an arum ( the genus Arum) nor a lily ( genus
Lilium). But it is associated with the lily as a symbol of purity and
these elegant flowers have graced many bridal bouquets, as seen in
this picture of a South African bride in 1934.  The flowers are
faintly scented and this attracts various crawling insects and bees
which are responsible for pollinating the flowers. Cross pollination
occurs as the anthers of each flower ripen before the ovaries. A white
crab spider of the family Thomisidae visits the flower to eat the
insects. This spider does not spin webs and uses its whiteness as
camouflage against the spathe. In the western Cape, a tiny frog
Hyperolius hopstocki is also attacted to the arum lily flowers. The
spathe turns green after flowering and covers the ripening berries. It
rots away when these are ripe and the succulent yellow berries attract
birds, which are responsible for seed dispersal.  The rhizome is large
and eaten by wild pigs and porcupines and the ripe fruit enjoyed by
birds. Traditionally the plant is boiled and eaten. Raw plant material
causes swelling of the throat because of microscopic, sharp calcium
oxalate crystals. The leaves are also traditionally used as a poultice
and a treatment for headaches.
Matt and Sam

Nick,
I know your voice pretty well - I think it will be many years before
you have to identify yourself to me by saying this is Nick. Got that
out of the way. You made your momma pretty happy on Mother's day. She
does love and miss you. Matt still has your voice mail on his phone -
I told mom she should call it every day and talk with you - I'm
curious how long it would take him to change it or get a complex that
mom called and talking to Nick every day.
Life is going well with a few ups and downs, but the question is how
do we respond. I've about got things switched around with the homes.
One of my main goals is to get healthy this next year - I'm going to
start off slow by walking early mornings in June. The heat I can feel
just draining me when I walk to the bus stop. I'll let your mom tell
you all going on with the Alex - Busy week for him.
Love, Dad.

NICK
I would like to recount to you fragments of dreams I have recently
had. In the first one you are being lowered down an old chimney shaft
by Alex via a piece of rope. The purpose of this was so that you could
ask a girl on a date. I was annoyed with Alex for not using a pulley
and just looping the rope over a rafter, which was causing it to fray.
Also, we were all wearing old timey English clothes like chimney
sweeps. Second dream, we were helping Alex ask a girl to a dance. I
had made a 3 barrel cannon designed to shoot cannon balls about the
size of softballs out of pipes and whatnot. It was awesome looking in
my dream. Anywho, we blasted down an old brick wall with it and said
it would be a blast to go to the dance with you. Clever, I know.
Aside from all this the most exciting thing I have done recently was
buying all my kitchen appliances. I was all happy that I had purchased
some Spaghetti-Ohs and was looking forward to eating them after
getting home from work at 2 in the morning, whence I did have the sad
realization I was short a can opener to access the goods. I have since
secured just such a tool and have remedied this oversight. Indeed, I
have not just got myself a can opener, but also pots, pans, spatulas,
flippers, measuring implements, and so forth, including a 'Ninja
Professional 1000 Watt Blender'. I figure I will have it for many
years to come so might as well do it right. The thing has a vertical
shaft with embedded blades so that you don't have to wait for the food
at the top to get pulled or drop down to the bottom blades. I foresee
some serious smoothie making in my future.  I spent $128 dollars on
food though and I still don't feel like I have a lot. Most of that is
stuff that lasts a while though, like cornstarch, bullion, spices, and
whatnot. Thus I hope my future grocery shopping should be far less.
And a side note, given the chance, you should try the key lime pie
yogurt. I have found it most agreeable to the palate.
I have found myself with much more open time at work between tasks now
that I am not studying for school. I brought my B.o.M. to work and got
a good start in on it. I think I'm going to see how long it takes me
to finish it as a straight shot. I want to read the whole thing
through just to refresh all the chronology and events and then go back
to do more cross referencing and detailed topic studying.
In summary, I wanted to let you know that I have been learning a
Spanish word everyday from my phone's dictionary app. I just recently
learned how to say 'grate'. As in grating cheese or garlic. I will let
you tell me in your response though to see just how well your language
studies are coming along. Anywho, I am going to return to the empty
old house that is my temporary abode. Fare thee well.
MATT
So last night was Baccalaureate.  Yes I know how to spell it.  It was
very very well done.  Hannah Ellsworth and Grayson Allen sang "The
Prayer" with piano and violin accompanists.  It was worthy of
recording.  Alex, Kevin, Kier and 3 girls sand "Oh My Father" to the
tune of come thou fount.  It was also very very well done.  Great
harmony.  Mr. Baser, Kier and a couple of others also talked.  I
really enjoyed it.  Earlier in the week I went to Alex's last choir
concert.  Got a little teary eyed as they sang "thanks for the music"
and the next year's Chamber members came in one by one and took over
for one of the ones singing.  It was probably the best concert they've
had.  Now on to Seminary Graduation (which Alex has been asked to
speak at) and then real graduation and grad night.  I probably
shouldn't have volunteered us to do grad night at sunsplash because
your Dad will probably be messed up for the entire weekend after that
but at the time it seemed like a good idea.
Yesterday was a little low key. We went to our last Sunday in the old
ward.  Alex got his Duty to God.   I slept til about 3 and then Sam
came over.  Her Matt was at work, Alex had left early, my Matt was at
church.  So she played bean farmer with us.  Of course she won.  It
was good.  She brought cupcakes for the graduate with purple frosting,
then a chocolate square with a small reeses upside down (for the
mortarboard hat), and a little yellow m&m and two tiny yellow strips
of fruit roll-up for the tassels.  Just on the drive from her house to
ours, it all melted though.  It has been really hot.  Dad and I then
went to Baccalaureate.  When we came home, Matt came over and we all
met down at the church and Alex was ordained an Elder.  After Matt
came back to the house and he played Carcasonne with Dad and I.  Dad
beat me by 5 points.  Matt didn't farm at all,  and wasn't able to
play parasite as much as usual when he plays.  Yes.  A good Sunday.
So now for laundry, shopping etc.  We ran out of milk.  It's hard to
know how much to buy because Alex doesn't drink that much, and I don't
want it to spoil.  At least I knew how much I needed to have when you
were here.  Still miss you.  Enjoyed reading about Matt's wacky dream.
 Really a chimney sweep?  Must have been watching Mary Poppins before
bed.  Have a good week.  Love, Mom
P.S.  It is sooo good to hear your deep voice when I call Matt's
phone.  Makes me not so annoyed he didn't answer.

********
Reply to the Family:

The formatting on the emails you're sending me are wacky.  They're skinny, like you sent it from your phone and the formatting stuck.  It's not necessary, per say, but it could be nice to change it.  Regardless, this week has continued forth.  Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping, into the future.  Fly like an eagle.  Don't know the artist or title to the song, but those are the words that stick.  I'm certain at least 4 of you have heard and recognize the lyrics.  It is tough finding people still.  We've talked to so many people, so many people work all day, and it just culminates.  Just have to find a way to beat the system.  More members are going to church now, though.  That's a definite positive.  Still eating food.  Since we're combined now, the English members feed us occasionally as well.  In fact, usually when there's a food appointment for the English elders they invite us as well.  So around 3 times a week, maybe 4.  Pretty good.  Haven't seen any live possums lately.  Next one will get the boot.  There was some pretty sweet rain and lightning, though.  It was around three or four o'clock, still sunny, and it started pouring.  It was like the monsoon in Arizona, almost.  It came in like four minutes and kept going for half an hour hard, then it let up a little bit.  Less ground lightning and more cloud lightning was seen.  Got some boomers though, that make you jump sometimes.  I like it.
Sam & Matt - Good thing those allergies are taking a chill pill.  And flowers are nice.  The ones here bloomed early.  They're basically all gone now.  Apparently there wasn't really a winter here, so they came early.  A pool sounds nice.  They have one at the apartments here.  And not that we can swim in it anyways, it isn't kept at all.  It is pine tree green, and quite disgusting.  Nothing gets near it, not even mosquitoes or water skeeters.  Pretty shady.  And that plant has quite the name.  Zantedeschia.  If you get a bird you can name it that.  Preferrably a parrot or parakeet.  As long as the bird is annoying and colorful the name fits it.  Not to discount the plant, however.  I don't even understand fully about flowers and berries and blooming and whatsoever it be, though.  I'll avoid eating it raw, however.  Certainly got that part.  And don't you go eating it raw either.
Dad - I just have to check each time.  Maybe I'll get some weird throat thing, or I'll eat some of Sam's throat-injuring Zantedeschia plants so I'll sound different right before I call.  I need to make sure.  Please make sure Mom doesn't do anything so weird.  Please ask Matt to remove that voicemail.  So weird.  A good goal.  Starting slow is definitely the way to go.
Matt - Oh goodness.  How in the world do those random things occur to you.  I had a dream last week that I was a superhero.  Kind of.  Either way I killed the demon and won.  Are you taking the counsel from general conference and write these dreams down?  Elder Scott's talk, I remember.  3 barrrel cannon.  Pretty clever though, I agree.  A can opener is important.  My companion really likes rice though, and so we haven't had a single can of soup.  We have opened some black beans and canned fruit though.  Our can opener is dumb.  It opens the can on the outside.  Rather than going inside the rim and cutting it down there, it literally cuts the rim off the top and leaves a sharp edge.  Terrifying.  Plus, it makes the liquid leak out.  And no, we're not just using it wrong.  I don't think.  I'll have to check again, now.  We also want a blender but can't get one.  I think the Ross's and TJ Maxx's here are better than in the West, because they have some pretty cool stuff.  Good to go over the BoM again.  It is nice to review the history.  Gets a little convoluted around Mosiah, what with all the switching back and forth and moving around.  A good move.  I bid thee luck.
Mom - Sounds like some good music, some weepy Mom.  Grad night should be good enough.  Pretty late, it's true.  Funny Alex is giving a talk.  Makes me laugh to hear that.  And embarrassed, because he's my brother.  You know, the usual.  I had no clue what a mortarboard hat was at all.  I'm still not entirely sure that I do.  Oh the wisdom of a mom.  Maybe that's where Matt gets some of his obscure knowledge from.  We just go buy a gallon of milk a week.  Pretty consistently.  It's good.  And oof.  That voicemail should be deleted.
Alex - Was wondering, did the seminary give you some kind of guide to track your reading of the Old Testament this year?  Did it have specific chapters to read listed on it?  If it did, I would like a copy somehow, sometime.  It's good to read the Old Testament, but a hassle to pick and choose which chapters to read or not.  If you've got it.  Also, the missionaries were invited to a seminary party thing at the church.  It was a scripture mastery quiz party thing.  I got teamed up with the valedictorian of the school, and we owned mercilessly.  Quadrupled the next highest score.  He actually didn't help that much, but it's all good.  He's pretty cool.
You people are good.  Cool.  Will email again next week.  Just thought I'd throw that fact out there.  Love you all.  Until then.
Elder HansenFrom the Family



The Brother that Left - Nick & Ty - Tennessee


1On Mon, May 14, 2012 at 8:55 AM, Tyrel Hansen <tyreljh@gmail.com> wrote:
Hi Nick,

I am at work and busy right now but I thought I would just shoot you this short email.
I went on a fantastic bike ride Saturday.  It was around 12 miles, and I went with the girl that's doing the triathlon with me.  She is really cute and fun to talk to and I had a great time.  Then we went bowling that night.  I studied CFA earlier that day, but I still need to do more.  I have 3 weeks and I'm aiming to do 20-25 hours a week for the first two and around 40 hours the last week.  I think I can pass if I study smart and can focus.  I think I'm going to sign up for a sprint triathlon in July, which is half of the Olympic size.  I could probably do one in my current unfit state now so I don't feel that nervous about signing up, but I do want to train up a bit before I do it.  It'll be fun, and I'd be doing it with 2 cute girls.  Awesome.  So that's life.  I hope all is going well for you.  Kick a possum for me

From Nick to Ty:

2 miles.  Apparently I can only write in short phrases.  Bowling is fun.  Studying, not so much.  That is a ridiculous amount of studying.  It seems like you're planning on memorizing an encyclopedia.  Which would be quite the feat.  Hopefully you can focus during that time.  I'd be a bit confuzzled what with all the other stuff going on, probably.  It can be hard enough just focusing for an hour sometimes to study.  Also, I believe it's about time you say what the CFA actually is.  I really am clueless.  Maybe you've stated it before, but it skips the mind.  Sprint triathlon seems fun.  Interesting.  My MTC companion wanted to run marathons after his mission.  His dad does.  I think a triathlon is much more fun.  But either way, enjoy.  It'll be a blast.  Training for it, studying for the CFA, working, church calling, conjurer of cheap tricks.  You're awful busy.  Extra points if you remember the movie it's from.  I think you will.  Yeah, it should actually be quite easy.  But you can do all of it.  Focus pocus.  Remember you've got ya some heavenly help if you merit it.  You're awesome.  Continue it, please.
Elder Hansen,
the brother that left.



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The Son That Went Away - Tennessee - May 14, 2012

From the Family - 
Hi Nick,

It was great talking to you yesterday.  Really made for a nearly
perfect day.  So news.  I told you a little, so forgive me if I
backtrack a little.  We had moved in last weekend with all the big
stuff.  Alex moved in around Tuesday.  The new place started to feel a
little bit more like home.  I worked Weds. Night, and then the moving
of the kitchen really started.  It was really hard for me to envision
where to put things here.  Took me like 2 days to figure out where to
put our medicine.  I had Sam come over after I had brought a bunch of
stuff and she and I just started working on it.  I finished it the
next day with the next load, and although it seems really packed in, I
think it will be doable.  I keep remembering simplify.  I got up
during the night because I couldn’t sleep (yeah that still happens a
lot) and discovered a drawer in the kitchen that is still empty.  Need
to work on that.  Saturday I went through the house and began closing
down rooms.  Just moved everything except big furniture that we aren’t
planning on taking with us.  Have most of the rooms done.  Need to
finish the office and grandma’s side.  Also Alex needs to purge his
old bedroom and bathroom.  Dad and the boys moved the garage on
Saturday.  They even moved Grandpa’s old workbench.  We went out to an
early dinner with Cindy & Galen and Grandma and Grandpa then Sam and
Matt came over and we played games while Dad tried to put stuff away
out there.  I look at it as a work in process.  He looks at it as a
job needing to be done – preferably now.  At this point I’m ok.  I’m
ready to move on to a new ward, although we probably need to teach one
last lesson since we weren’t released today.  It feels good to be
here.  Like home.  Like a brief lull in the storm, because I don’t
think the money matters are all quite resolved.  Hopefully soon.  It’s
getting to be 101 here.  Dad is into the “work early in the morning”
with an afternoon siesta. Oh well, it works.

Matt has finished this semester.  He’s relieved to have it over and
has picked where he wants to go to nursing school in the fall.  He
keeps trying to look for apartments and/or roommates.  So far hasn’t
been successful because Dad keeps co-opting him for help.  I tried to
leave him some stuff to get by with to eat and survive, and I even
left my old pans and dishes if he wants them – but he’s going to need
to do a little shopping and eating out has won instead.

Alex is winding down the year.  Got his yearbook.  Is practicing for
Baccalaureate next week.  Has his last choir concert this week.  Wow.
My baby graduating.  I volunteered Dad and I to chaperone at Grad
Night at Sunsplash.  Alex is a little bummed.  Says his friends like
Dad better than him.  Oh well, I thought it was about time.

Sam and Matt are keeping busy with the usual.  Seems like everyone has
been to the dentist in the past few months.  Matt, Sam, Matt, Alex and
Casey with crowns.  Lots of $$$ for the dentists.  I really like how
Sam’s bed turned out.  I’ve requested one for myself next fall when it
cools down again.  We’ll see, I’ve  been waiting for that for so many
years, I will probably be able to buy my dream bed before your dad
gets around to it.  Money and time.  We never have both at the same
time.

Grandma is looking good.   Grandpa not so much.  He is really picky
about what he will eat and some days won’t even get dressed.  Sleeps
even more.  I guess at 92 you’ve earned it.

My mom is doing well.  Walks her 4 miles every morning with her
friend.  Makes it to the temple once a week generally.  Is working in
the rose garden now.  It will  be good to spend some extra time with
her this summer.  I only have 10 weeks more to work before I’m off for
3 months.  Yeah, I’m ready for that.

So, even though every one else didn’t manage to write yesterday before
the party broke up, we love you.  Life is moving forward for us all,
and we are learning a little more of those lessons that are hopefully
molding us into the right person we need to become.  Smile and be
happy this week.  Love, Mom

From Nick to the Family:
Talking was nice.  Doable is a funny word.  And it's so weird.  My companions, and it seems like the majority of elders, just can't sleep that well.  They sit there awake for more than 15 minutes, just thinking.  Thinking, but wanting to sleep.  I'm quite grateful, because I'm out in a minute or two.  Literally.  I avoid sleeping during the night time prayer though.  That'd look bad.  And then I sleep all the way until morning.  Sometimes I'll wake up a few minutes before the alarm.  It's awesome.  Makes life good.  Can't believe Grandpa's old workbench was moved to.  That's a bunch of stuff.  Oof.  So far I've helped two people move.  Wasn't really hard either time.  Cheap furniture, so it's light.  The scary part is transporting the stuff.  Terrifying.  But I make it through.  I'm pretty sure I had something to talk about before I started writing this.  See, I usually write a paragraph of just what's happening, then I specify on people.  But whatsoever cometh, wilt come.  Matt needs to cook food.  It's not too hard.  It's fun, especially if you're the only one that has to eat the results of said food.  Because then it can be tailor-made to one mouth.  And there is no way you didn't have to look up how to spell baccalaureate.  Well, maybe you might have known.  But that's a big one.  He'll survive.  I don't even remember seeing any of the parents at Sunsplash.  I'm sure there were, but they definitely don't stick in the memory.  As long as he doesn't pull Alex's shorts off in front of everyone, it'll be good.  Seems like Grandpa's winding down a bit.  Tough.  Hope Grandma continues forging on.  Good to know Grandma O is still going swell.  One of the English elders here is from Idaho.  I forget where.  His parents are becoming mission presidents.  Name is Rasmussen.  Pretty cool.  Mission president is actually from Idaho as well.  President McKee.  Your 3 month vacation is crazy.  I expect a very useful and productive hobby to come out of it, and not just idle travelling.  Those bums didn't heed my counsel to write.  Ty wrote a little bit, actually.  Ah, well.  I'll finish up here.  Things go well here.  Had a missionary musical fireside here last night, as well.  Regretfully, it wasn't well attended.  So we looked a little bad in front of the mission president and about 20 other missionaries.  But as it goes.  The music was sweet.  Two of the songs were actually from Sam's EFY Cd, I believe.  The one that has the song that has the young man singing about how can the scriptures help him, and then the prophets in the background start singing.  It was actually really good.  I love that song.  And the others.  Have a good week.  Continue simplifying.  Focus on the important things.  And pray.  It helps.  And something reiterated to me, is that it isn't always the other person's fault, even when it partially is.  Take it on yourself, and you'll be happier, because who doesn't know that they already need to improve.  But that's all I can do.  Do good things.
Elder Hansen,
the son that went away.