dinner with the gov

What's so funny?

Guess who we ate dinner with last night?

Why, the Governor of course.

Not just at the same banquet, not just in the same room.  At the very same table.  Small talking and such.

Technically, I didn't know who he was when we sat down.  I thought he looked vaguely familiar, but couldn't really identify his face.  After a few minutes I discreetly asked Stick, "Who's that guy across the table?"

Stick choked down a laugh and said, "Uhhh, the GOVERNOR."

What?

It's not like we eat with high ranking government officials on a regular basis!

True, we met him last October, shook hands and took a picture.  But eating at the same table is an entirely  different matter.

Just so you know--the Governor is really nice.  A regular down to earth type of guy. Just the kind of guy you could imagine as your neighbor.  A neighbor who gladly lets you borrow his weed whacker.

I was the only female at the table with six other men.  Lucky me!

One of the other men at the table referred to the Governor (to his face) as "Gov."

It was funny.

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Annnnnd, guess who was sitting right on my left?

Mark Eaton -- all 7'4" of him.

One big ol' dude.

We chatted.

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Did I mention that while I was waiting for Stick outside the dining room, another big ol' white boy walked past me and said "Hello."

None other than Shawn Bradley.

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Our life is so weird lately.

Weird, but amazing and fun.

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I used to do my laundry with yours - does that make me famous?!

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Actually the Gov is my neighbor...more or less. If we weren't kicked out of our old ward, he would have attended our ward with us.

You do have a crazy life...especially considering you two aren't such big fans of getting your fancies on. (When am I gonna get an invite to gussy up and party Royale with you?)

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Glad you had to go, not me! ha ha.

So.........were you feeling short around all those tall guys! Crazy!

**KT

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