"Who me? Trunky? Nah..."

     "Hey, Elder, how far away do you think that plane is?"


     "Hmm... About three weeks."  This is the conversation that myself and my companion have every time we see a plane flying through the sky, beckoning us home.  See, something curious has happened.  My new companion, Elder Crowther, and I both go home on the very same day. I have no clue why or how this happened, but it did.  So, if you ask either of us if we are trunky, we will reply with a series of other ridiculous rhetorical questions such as:  "Is the Pope Catholic?" "Does a bear poop in the woods?" or "Does John Madden love his turducken?"  The answer is, of course!



Brought to you by: Elder Crowther!



     Now, to any of you unfamiliar with the missionary terminology, trunkiness is a form of homesickness that a missionary is often afflicted by when he or she is about to return home.  Basically, the origin of the word is that when a missionary is soon to die (go home) they have their trunks (see what I did there?) mentally packed.  They're ready and itching to get on with life.

Welcome!

If you are reading this, congratulations! You found my blog, "Polyester Paisleys", in case you didn't read the title. So, as the blog author, I want to formally welcome you. Welcome. Since this is my first post, you might be expecting an explanatory introduction to my blog, and a little blurb about who I am. Well, that's exactly what you should expect because that's what I'm going to write.

First off, about me. I'm Elder Jordan Sharples (Elder is just a title, it means "teacher"), and I'm a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Basically

what this means is that I, along with thousands of other young men and women around the world, am using two years of my life to spread the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and how it has been restored by a living prophet. It is our purpose to "Invite others to come unto Christ." It's pretty sweet. I really am loving every minute of it, even though sometimes things are hard.