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Susan M - August 2, 2008

I have the nicest visiting teacher. She’s an older lady, and she’s very conscientious about coming to visit every month. She’s like clockwork—she calls the first day of every month to arrange her visit, which is always during the first week of the month.

Once she called and I was rather busy and told her we could just count it as a phone visit for that month, but she just couldn’t accept that. She’d never done only a phone visit in her life. She’s really sweet.

Because I live in an apartment complex, with very little parking, and our building is way in the back, I always meet her out front and we sit in her car and visit. I love having her come—we’re both quality time types and can sit and talk forever.

When she came this week, I had been doing laundry in the morning, and my son’s hoodie was in the wash. He has a band pin on it that I didn’t want to go through the wash, so I pinned it to my tshirt to prevent losing it.

It wasn’t until I was walking back from visiting with my visiting teacher in her car that I looked down and saw that I still had it pinned to my shirt.

Fortunately, I’m sure she has no idea who Slayer is.


  1. Good one, Susan.

    Your visiting teacher sounds cool.

    Comment by Mark IV — August 2, 2008 @ 11:51 am

  2. Yeah, she sounds more like a Megadeth type.

    This reminds me when my (then) 10-year old daughter performed a recital for the ward, but started out playing a few bars of Iron Man instead. Then she stopped and said “just kidding”, and went on to play her Rachmaninoff piece. No one over 40 laughed.

    Comment by David — August 2, 2008 @ 11:54 am

  3. Mrs Doubtfire voice: “Oh… Quiet Riot, now aren’t those a band of nice boys…”

    Comment by Silus Grok — August 2, 2008 @ 12:25 pm

  4. Susan,

    Was it the Slayer symbol that is basically a pentagram? That’s funny either way.

    Comment by cj douglass — August 2, 2008 @ 4:58 pm

  5. No, it just said SLAYER on it.

    Comment by Susan M — August 2, 2008 @ 8:47 pm

  6. o.k. my best friend was at the time the bishop’s wife and a college music professor. She, and about half of the youth were over at the house just hanging out after a church gathering.

    Earlier in the day I had heard parts of the soundtrack of “Pulp Fiction”, which had “Miserlu” and some other rockin’ surf type music that I totally dug. I bought the c.d. and when the party was beginning to die a bit I told the kids I had a new album they would LOVE! I already had it unwrap so I gave it to one of the kids and had them put it on the player across the room. “Turn it up loud enough to get this joint jumping! You guys are totally going to love this stuff, I used to listen to it all the time!” (insert big cheesy grin)

    The room got quiet and VERY LOUDLY all the teens and my bishop’s wife best friend heard

    “I love you honey bunny.” (I’m thinkin’ wha???? where’s my music?) “I love you too honey bunny” (where’s the MUSIC?) “O.K. ALL YOU MUTHA BLEEPERS, GIVE US ALL YOUR MONEY OR WE’LL KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU MUTHA BLEEPERS…YADA YADA YADA…..” oh my heck. I was in trouble! Was my house really this large? Did time suddenly stop but audio continue? WHY AREN’T MY LEGS MOVING FASTER????

    Not sure if anyone else bought that album, but if you ever want to see a fat girl fly over a couch like her clothes are on fire this would be the album to buy.

    Comment by s'mee — August 2, 2008 @ 9:19 pm

  7. S’mee, you’re funny!

    Comment by meems — August 2, 2008 @ 10:40 pm

  8. S’mee,

    Your story reminds me of this.

    When young people go to EFY they get a CD containing inspirational music and testimonies for the week. In 2006, there was a mixup at the company which burns the CDs and some of the kids got Eminem, 50 Cent and Snoop Dog.

    Comment by Mark IV — August 3, 2008 @ 5:43 am

  9. That’s hilarious, s’mee.

    Comment by Susan M — August 3, 2008 @ 7:38 am

  10. Thanks ya’all, I would have jumped back in sooner, but I was eatin’ my “Royale with Cheese.”

    Comment by s'mee — August 3, 2008 @ 8:49 pm

  11. Mmm … did you get a side of poutine?

    Oh man, I miss poutine.

    * drools *

    Comment by Silus Grok — August 3, 2008 @ 11:07 pm

  12. Funny accident! She may be more hip than you know. :) It is really great to hear of someone being faithful in their visiting teaching. It sounds like much quality time between the two of you on a monthly basis!

    Comment by Barb — August 4, 2008 @ 5:33 am

  13. To Silus: Oh, yeah. Soggy french fries in greasy gravy! I love it!

    Slayer? Huh? I guess I’m in the Old Lady League.

    Comment by Mark B. — August 4, 2008 @ 8:11 am

  14. Soggy? … you’re not getting the good ones. They should be soft, but toothsome. And the gravy should be unctuous without being greasy.

    * mmm… poutine… mmm… unctuous… *

    Comment by Silus Grok — August 5, 2008 @ 10:45 pm

  15. She probably would have been more disturbed to see a pin that said “Barenaked Ladies,” so just be grateful your son isn’t into that crap.

    Comment by madhousewife — August 6, 2008 @ 9:22 am

  16. That reminds me of the time I did an internet search for Barenaked Ladies, back before search engines were as good as they were now and able to recognize I meant the band, and not actual barenaked ladies.

    Comment by Susan M — August 6, 2008 @ 10:49 am

  17. She was most likely thinking your way into Halo as well.

    Comment by TStevens — August 7, 2008 @ 7:31 am

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