JRu 2: Marry a Football Player?

To continue my saga. My last weekend in the US was a crazy whirlwind of adventure. After Temple Square we headed down to Orem to stay at my Aunt's house. My cousin, B, returned from her mission a few weeks ago and we wanted to see each other before I left the country, again.

The crazy part was that B was going to start school on Monday at Utah State University. Therefore we were going with her up to Logan on Saturday. We had a really good time catching up before we took the perilous journey north. Okay, it wasn't so perilous but it was adventurous. We stopped at two Best Buys to find a computer for B and we stopped at Hires Big H to have a family lunch. It was preshically awkward. I don't really know how I am related to all these people sometimes. It was good though to be reunied after so long.

Now the most hilarious part of this whole story happened in Logan. After dropping B's stuff off in her new appartment, we all went and got ice cream at the USU creamery. As we are getting ice cream, I notice that one of the girls working there looks really familiar. I am pretty sure she served her mission with me, but I couldn't remember her name. I looked at her nametag and it said, ", English." I knew that I didn't serve with a Sister English, so I brushed it off. Especially since I thought she had seen me, so she didn't act like she recognized me.

Just as I was about to order, she looks at me and says, "I know you." I then asked if she served in my mission, she said yes. Then I told her my name and she told me her last name, Irish. I explained that I had seen her nametag. She laughed. The second part is not the last name, but the major of the student working there. No wonder it wasn't familiar. Man, I'm back to being the Beibs again...

We ate our ice cream outside on a bench. My sister, my aunt, my younger cousin, my grandma, B, and I were sitting in a row and my grandpa stood in front of us. This college boy walked behind our row looking at all of us and then stopped right in front of me. Then he looked down. Yeah, I'm pretty sure it was a ring check. I looked up at him and he said "Hi." The following conversation is what really happened.

Me: Hi.

Him: (with reference to my BYU-Idaho shirt) Oh, you go to BYU-Idaho and are just down here hanging out?

Me: Actually, my cousin goes here and we are helping her move in. (gesturing to B)

Him: But you go to BYU-Idaho? (as he sits down next to me)

Me: No, I got to BYU.

Him: Provo? (Sidenote: I HATE it when the call it BYU-Provo, it's just BYU. If you have to distinguish, it would be BYU-Utah)

Me: Yep.

Him: So, are you really good friends with some football players?

Me: Actually, I just got back from a mission, so I don't really know anyone there anymore.

Him: But you want to be friends with football players like ?

Me: Actually, I am not really into football.

Him: But you want to marry a football player?

Me: um....

My Grandpa: Was that a proposal?

Him: I'm not a football player. (runs away)

No joke.

What is my life coming to?

Although, he did present a good question; do I want to marry a football player?