But I Don't Want 80 Pound Turkey Babies!

Oh my good heavens!

You are never going to believe who came to our house tonight. Come on guess...nope, nope, close, warmer...time's up!

Gentle Giant! Yup, can you believe it!?!

I went to the Stake Choral Festival because Eric was singing in it. And when it was over, Smith called me to invite boys to our house to play games. However everyone I invited didn't want to come over. So I thought it was just going to be us and Riley, but Smith decided to call Gentle Giant. (The bishop and his wife are desperately trying to get me to go out with him)

What an awkward night. Pretty much this is how the whole conversation went.

"Hey Gentle Giant, what do you like to do?"

"Oh I like to read."

"Oh really, Denise likes to read."

"Uhmm...no, not really, I am pretty much illiterate."


"Hey Gentle Giant, what is your favourite movie?"

"I like The Matrix."

"Oh really, Denise likes that movie."

"Uhmmm...not really, I thought it was confusing." (I tried to link to the Matrix Offical Website, but it was too confusing too!)

And then we played the hand holding game. I was holding Flick's hand, and it just turned into a hand holding party with me holding Flick's hand, and Riley's. Smith asked the Giant to hold her hand and he said no. "It's not you, it's me."

Needless to say, I think we scared him really good, and I don't think he will be making another appearance at our house in the near future. Oh well, I think Heather Woodruff and the Giant should go out.