Andrew had his missionary physical and will have some shots next week. We got all the papers filled out and submitted. Andrew met with the bishop on Sunday. When he got home, we assumed he'd be scheduled for the next interview with the stake president. But, the bishop said he wants Andrew to read the Book of Mormon cover to cover. At the rate he's going, it might be Christmas before he's finished.

My coworker Jamee was laid off last week. Corporate says we aren't busy enough to have 4 employees. My hours were cut back to no more than 18 per week. Kirk wants me there from 9 to 4. I have to take an hour for lunch. It's very hard to do. I used to take 15 minutes for lunch and keep working. I have so many calls to make and visits to enter into the computer. I struggle to get everything done in 6 hours. And I have no place to go for lunch.

Becca has to take summer school because she failed a class for 2 terms. She is very behind on homework and assignments. I don't know how to motivate her. She has to help the custodians for a week to pay the tuition. Maybe that will wake her up.

The Larson family went to the dentist for the first time in at least a year. Now we have insurance, and everyone is doing well in the tooth department except for Eric and Janetta. They have 4 cavities each. Eric has been fixed up, but poor Janetta will need a pulpotomy (sp?) with a silver crown as well as some fillings. Her appointment isn't until next month. Andrew had his only wisdom tooth pulled yesterday. He doesn't feel too sore, until he tries to eat something. He looks at burgers and pizza and cereal with sad eyes full of longing. Jello and yogurt and applesauce just can't satisfy a growing teenager!

To blog or not to blog

So what's the deal with blogs? I guess I'll find out, but I really don't have the time. I don't have time for facebook, either. But people keep wanting to add me as a friend. I guess blogging might be easier than sending email to everyone. This way they will have to do some work to be updated on the latest Larson happenings. I bet nobody cares.