Christmas Aloha!! Brah!

So we decided to go to my parents Christmas party for their ward. Their theme for the party was an Aloha! So everyone wore shorts, Hawaiian t-shirts and when you walked in the bishop brick gave out lays. It was really a fun night. I think McKinley had more fun running around with the other kids and creating havoc. They served pulled pork, shredded chicken and rice. It was an OK meal for a huge ward. For entertainment, they had their bishop read- "A Hawaiian Christmas story." It was so funny, he tired to sound like an surfer dude. It was full of words like brah, dude and sweet. It totally rocked! It was just nice to be back in my parents ward and talk to the people I knew that where still there. No too many left.

The best and worse part of the night, was going home. After clean up was over and done my mom realized, she had left her keys to the car on the table and most likely had them thrown away. It would have been ok, if it was not for the fact that those were the only keys to the car. So being the good son (and the fact she would not let me go home with out helping) I got gloves and started checking the dumpster out side. As we looked around inside the church, many of the Men in the ward asked what was going on, and once found out were like "too bad for you" and took off. Only two guys asked to help, the biggest help was Bro. Provert, he is a stud. He got all excited, jumped into the dumpster and started throwing bags out. He had a hard time getting in and said "how to bums get into these things?" and when he went to get out and struggled he said "how do bums get out of these things?" He is really funny. Lucky for us, the Lord was on our side and the first bag out of fifteen was the bag we needed. I had already made a mess of one tables scraps, so it was not all in vane. We are just lucky we did not have to go through all 15 bags. It would have taken forever. My mom was praying to find those keys. We took pictures and had a good laugh about it. Bro. Provert had cake icing all up and down his sandals. Which we felt bad about. It was a good ending to a bad situation.