THE DAY HAS FINALLY COME! REPENT! REPENT! (Day: Mission Call)

OK....I finally got it! After many delays on papers, after my stake president up in Idaho turning them in 2 weeks later than we thought and messing up a load of stuff for us. AFTER ALL THE WAITING AND WAITING AND WAITING AND WAITING....IT IS HERE! Well....ok so I came Saturday the 29th BUT IT CAME!!!!!! So I know give you....my future destination for the span of 24 months:

"Dear Elder LeSueur:

You are hereby called to serve as a missionary of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the SOUTH AFRICA CAPE TOWN MISSION. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 24 months.

You should report to the SOUTH AFRICA MTC on Thursday, 10 April 2008. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the English language. Your mission president may modify your specific assignment according to the needs of the mission."

And then it just talks about following the rules and some other stuff.

So that is it.

CAPE TOWN, SOUTH AFRICA!!!!!!!

The funny thing about it....my (step) brother James served his Mormon Mission in South Africa.....but it was Johannesburg. So he got one part of South Africa and I get the other part he didn't get....plus the Country of Namibia!!!!!!!!

Lions, Tigers, Rhinoes, Elephants, African Tribes, and other people and creatures of Africa....HERE I COME WITH LOADS OF BOOKS OF MORMON OR BOOK OF MORMONS TO PASS OUT TO YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!! EVERYONE PLEASE WISH ME LUCK!!!!!!! IT HELPS ME AND GIVES ME MOTIVATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now if I can and if I have time and a computer out there....I will post pictures and stories, or at least try to post them, on here.

If I don't post them on here...I will try to post pictures at least on my picasa site:

http://picasaweb.google.com/bradydalesuer

"So keep a weathered eye out on the horizon" for pictures and whatever else comes up and again....WISH ME LUCK OUT THERE IN AFRICA!!!!!!!!!!!!

STOP PROLONGING THE AGONY (Day: Mission)

Well my week started out ok and then went bad on Monday morning. Aside from having woke up in the middle of the night to loads of pain from the current holes in my mouth and having to stay up for an hour watching Spongebob Squarepants and Fresh Prince of Bel Air, at about 5:30 or so in the morning, (Again with the Cartoon thing....but again there was nothing good on and it was early in the morning....and I was in pain so I just didn't care what I was watching) until my Lortab pill that I just recently took kicked in and I could go back to sleep....I woke up at 8:30 or so AM to my phine vibrating. I look at it and it is a Idaho areacode. So I answer my phone and half a sleep say "Hello!?" "Hey Brady! It's President McGary!" This is my stake president from my BYU-I Stake. He calls to tell me that he finally got my medical papers for my mission papers and is turning them in this second. Well I start thinking in a angry shock "What!?" because the way I remembered it....my bishop, Bishop Turner, had that stuff at like the beginning of the month and I signed them off with my Herby Hancock on the first Tuesday of the month. So after asking me stuff like "If I am still worthy to go on a mission" and other things all over again, he says he is going to turn my papers in right then and there....hopefully. "When can I expect my call then!?" I ask "Oh around January 4th!" Bye!" And then I hang up....and then toss my phone in anger across the room and out the door....but not hitting anything or breaking it. "Dad is going to be so happy to hear this when he comes down and wakes me up again!" I think....and fall back asleep. And just like I thought....he was pissed (or maybe the right wording is super mad) about it. I was mad and bummed too because I was all excited about checking the mail everyday this week to get my call and do a party and everything. Heck we were talking about it the night before at the weekly family dinner we have about what we were going to do. I told everyone to make 2 guesses one in the U.S. and one out....like me and my friends did in Idaho, but nobody wanted to do it. So instead Dad made it more interesting and put money down to anyone that guessed the right country I would go to and even I could get it. We were all thinking we could have the party either Wednesday (Today techinqually) or Thursday (Tomorrow techniqually) becuase that is probably when it would come in. Before I went to sleep I called my Bishop back up in Idaho about it and he was like "Yeah....I gave them to the Stake Secrectary the day after you signed them!" "So when is he getting them now!?" I asked "Between then and now...I don't know what happened or why it took so long." he said. We figure it all sat on his desk probably and they forgot. So now I gotta wait even longer for my call, unless by some miracle it is out in my mailbox right now as I am typing, and then it sucks more for my parents because they were gonna wait to see where I go and then based on that get my christmas presents and now they can't and my dad said he felt bad and what he could get me based on what he was getting all my other siblings since, I guess, he is putting a big cash limit on each of us all he could get is the typical missionary stuff of like luggage and all that stuff and nothing really exciting. I told him I didn't care just because it is just like a crappy moment and timing but whatever....and I also through out the idea of just getting me a Nintendo DS and other stuff like that and I'd be happy....we'll see what happens. So anyways....if anyone reading this that knows me wants to put little bets as to where I will go on my mission....post them here and if you are siblings or wifes or husbands or children of siblings and wanna put bets on...you can too and then call Dad about how much money is on the table if you win! Anyways wish my luck on my call and just life. Chirstmas is around the corner....Merry Christmas, Happy Hannauka...or however you spell it, Happy Holidays, Happy Kuanza or whatever holiday that is....a long with all the other celebrations going on around this time. And to anyone that doesn't celebrate any holdidays around this time....have fun with whatever you do.

Teeth are of the Devil (Day: Pain)

So this is about a week late too but the pain is still there. I got my teeth pulled last Saturday. After taking Andrew and Sam home and hearing their "lovely" experiences about getting their teeth pulled along with other "lovely" expierences, I went to the dentist's office a little optimistic and nervous. I asked my dad questions and he could tell I had heard too many stories about what happens. Thanks guys....you all suck now! Anyways so I go in and first they hand me the remote to the TV installed in the roof of the building....so I was pretty relaxed at that point. Spongebob Squarepants and ESPN helped me get through the whole thing. (Yeah....I still watch cartoons on occasion....especially when there is nothing better on TV to watch....and for noon time on a Saturday....that is about the best you can get) Anyways after that they gave me Nitrous gas which my dentist dude, named Curtis Smith....who was from my ward back in Highland....and still is, said was the stuff everyone calls Laughing gas but it has different affects on everyone. For me....it made me relaxed, sleepy, and like I just wanted to lay there and do nothing. The assistant was like "It makes you feel like you don't care what people do to you right!?" I was thinking "Uh....no! I care that you guys are gonna pull my teeth out but I also will just try and sleep or something so then I don't care what happens after that." I never fell asleep but I think I got close on occasion. Then came the shots....still hate shots but there was nothing I could do about it because everything was too relaxed to do anything about it. That hurt a bit but was just really annoying. Then they went to work...it was interesting watch, and mostly trying to watch, tv and feeling just them push on my teeth here and like move their hands clockwise with a thing that looked like a screw driver and then pounding on my sideways tooth and all these different things. But yeah other than that everything went smooth. The odd part was when Dr. Smith, or Dent. Smith....I dunno which one it is, would take this screw driver looking tool...start making a screwing motion against my teeth and then pull up and then he was all done. And then the stranger part was the stitches. I could see the needle and thread and I saw hime go in and then pull out a few times and I was sitting there thinking "I know that should hurt....and yet it doesn't." Then it was all over. He told me he was gonna give me this antibiotic stuff and some Lortab. Then he called my dad in and said the same thing. Then he was like "Take it easy when you stand up because you are not all there..." or something like that. I honestly felt fine so I just stood up but my dad and Dr. or Dent. Smith came and like helped me like I was old or something. But I was like just moving around and felt good. Anyways my dad did all the paper work and I sat there with an ice pack on my cheek to make sure the swelling didn't go too bad and everything. I had some gosses put in me and a little zip lock bag handed to me and was told to switch them out every 45 minutes. Anyways we walked to the car and everything was fine. On the way home....talking to Dad was the funniest part. I kept saying Lortab and he thing I was saying other stuff. I kept feeling my lip because with the numbness it felt all puffy....like someone decked me in the face or something. We made it home and I just chilled out. Then I went to a service project with my family later on in the day. We went and bought toys for some Middle Eastern Refugees that were here and other people too. Then we ate some pizza....which I did too. (Dr. or Dent. Smith called to check up on me before I left to see how I was, and I asked him what foods I could techniqually eat....he said if I wanted to I could eat soft foods but nothing hard like Chips or Bacon or whatever) Then we just chilled out. I finally held my newest baby Niece....Juliet. SHE IS THE TINIEST BABY I HAVE EVER SEEN!!!!!! And then life has gone on from there. I have been taking Lortabm every night since I got them and the Antibiotics every morning and night. My teeth are just finally starting to not hurt at all and the stitches are disolving in my mouth giving me an "awesome" taste to my tounge. (I keep brushing my teeth and using mouth wash to get rid of the taste but it won't stop.....the madness and the horror!!!!!!) And so life is good.

Schools out for.....Winter!!!!! (Day: Uh.....)

Ok so I am about a week late on this but oh well. School is out for me and life is great. I'm home in Utah....I am sleeping in my bed in my room in the basement again. I am seeing family on a day to day basis instead of a every other weekend basis. Life is good. Only thing I miss about Idaho is the people and maybe the Sand Dunes.