Friday night, Jase and I ran to maceys to grab some treats for a movie date night. We missed the turn we usually take to get there, and had to drive to the far side of the parking lot to get there. As we were pulling in, we saw the most beautiful sight. There, sitting on the corner, was a homeless man. He was dirty, and had all of his personal belongings there on the sidewalk next to him. But on the other side of him, was a young man, with one hand holding the Book of Mormon, and the other around the homeless man, reading to him. They seemed to be in their own world, and I feel so blessed to be able to have witnessed the scene. I don't know either of them, but It inspired me to want to be more like that young man. I know that if I open my schedule for him, the savior will help me find time to bless other's lives with his gospel. I don't think it was a chance thing that We were able to see this scene. Recently, as I was going to study my scriptures, I opened right to Mormon 8:39. Maybe the lord is trying to tell me something... All I know is that I am awfully excited to be less focused on me, and more focused on how I can help others. The lord, I am sure, can move mountains through me if I let him.
So a week or so ago, my funny brother-in-law, Nate, was telling me a story about a guy at his work who got written up for picking his nose. (Nathan is a chef up at the Sundance resort.) The way they knew he picked his nose was that he got a jalopeneo (I don't know how to spell that) burn up his nose after he had just chopped some of the little peppers up...
Fast forward to yesterday...
I decided to make salsa. Yes. Salsa. You know where this is going.
I realized that I had all of the ingredients for it (thanks to my awesome mother-in-law and her luscious garden), except for jalopeneos... actually I remembered that I needed those after thinking about Nate's funny story.
So I go to the grocery store. Grabbed a little jalopeneo and jot back home. The whole time I am thinking to myself that I really should remember to not touch my face after I chop up the little, harmless looking pepper.
True to my form, I did end up sub-counciously scratching the inside of my nose. It was very gradual, but it surely did start burning. I tried to wash it off, but it got worse, and spread to my upper lip. (Jason was a very good husband, and for the most part kept his cool, and didn't laugh)
Google is actually what came to the rescue! (I was a little too embarrassed to call Nate... haha!) I googled what to do when you have a jalopeneo burn up your nose... and they said to snort milk (Which I thought was a little un-ladylike. Instead I just soaked a cotton ball and shoved it up my nose. Pure heaven I tell you! But it didn't quite take care of the mustache area, so I ran back to macey's, and grabbed some yogurt and applied it to the burn right there in the parking lot! (This is where Jase lost his cool and started laughing his head off. I didn't mind though, I was so happy for the pain to stop)
The pictures are actually hilarious! ( I wasn't in the mood to smile) Jase took them during his little laughing spell... gotta say, though, the salsa was worth the pain.