Traditions

My roommate and I are really into traditions.
That, or we just like doing certain things on certain days of the week, week after week. Like I said, into traditions.

Monday

Or what we like to call, "Morm Monday." See, we are really interested in other religions, so when I whipped out the Book of Mormon (the BOM) that I received in Utah, we dove right in. Now, we reserve Monday for our friends Nephi and Moroni.

Tuesday

is the worst day of the week. We both agree on that. Last Tuesday was awful, this Tuesday was awful, and next Tuesday will be awful. And the one after that. Don't expect happy blog posts on Tuesday's. (Please pray for my roommates family. Her grandma died yesterday.)(I told you Tuesday's are awful.)

Wednesday

has been proclaimed "Dish-Wash Wednesday." If a day wasn't prescribed, they would never get done. And they need to get done- I may have skipped last Wednesday. I am out of cereal bowls and instead of washing them, I have resorted to Pop Tarts every morning. Shame on me.
In my defense, it is hard to wash dishes in a bathroom sink.

Thursday

is good all around.
1) Ali and I get to sleep in until 8.

2) It's Tay Swift Thursday. We listen to Taylor Swift while getting ready for chapel.

Friday

is a good day for obvious reasons. It means the weekend is beginning. But here at Harding, it also means Jersey Day which is fun.

Saturday/Sunday

is reserved for sleeping. And eating.

Well, it's Wednesday so I am off to wash that pile of bowls. Cereal for breakfast tomorrow!