So, my friend (old companion) Sestra Hegerhorst sent me this picture...this van is always outside their apartment in Celje... the Schneider store is next to them. I laughed out loud at work when i read the Slovene today 'Shola bo Shala,' meaning 'School will be a Joke.'
Monday, July 23, 2007
Schneiders!!
So, my friend (old companion) Sestra Hegerhorst sent me this picture...this van is always outside their apartment in Celje... the Schneider store is next to them. I laughed out loud at work when i read the Slovene today 'Shola bo Shala,' meaning 'School will be a Joke.'
Sunday, July 22, 2007
hot hot hot!

so yesterday i went to a thai restaurant with a couple friends. i told them i'd be a little late and to just order something for me. when i got there, they said they'd already ordered and assured me that i'd like my dish. the food came, and all four of us had gotten the exact same thing. except, wait, there were little spicy looking sprinkles on mine. oh well, i figured i just couldn't see it on the others' and started eating. it tasted ok to me. i kept eating. ohhhh now it was getting a little spicy. it still wasn't too bad. i looked around and asked if anyone else's dish was spicy at all. they asked, "how's yours, is it spicy?" and i said "yeah, kind of. look my eyes are watering!" thats when they burst out laughing. "we ordered you five-star!" but they thought i'd be freaking out, and not be able to eat it at all. i made them all try some and they had a lot more problems than i did. so the moral of the story? i guess i have a high spice tolerance. maybe it's a secret talent of mine. it's a good way to get a free meal, too, since they said i didn't have to pay! |
Friday, July 20, 2007
Thursday, July 19, 2007
There will be snacks......
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Elders!!


So i just found this old letter i wrote snej on his mission...
Dear Elder Schneid- June 7, 1999
How is everything? Sounds like life is rich and full of surprises. I’m glad I waited a day to write you cuz now I can respond to your letter(s) it was fun to get two at once. The investigators you guys are working with sound cool. And what’s up with that comp of yours? He likes jumping, eh? Well tell him that next time he can wait until he gets OUT of the elevator. Were you guys alone? What did you do for so long in a cramped up, boxy elevator? Write a book? A hymn?
I’m so ready to graduate right now!! Only 6 school days left. Next time I write you I’ll have even less school days left and then I’ll be FREE!
This weekend Mel and Ian were visiting. We had fun times. I was also at Relay for life Friday night. IT was this fun team fundraiser where we camped out at this high school and our team always had someone walking the track. We raised $2104. Awesome, huh? All for the Cancer Society. Saturday there was karaoke and stuff, so it was way fun. Oh, and the Senior play I was in ended.
Sunday was a really nice service. I had the coolest experience during fast and testimony meeting. See, cuz we’re doing this project in Humanities where we have to write our own personal credo, or our beliefs and values at this point in our lives. The tricky thing was trying to relate my beliefs (and the church views) to those of the philosophers we studied this year. At one point, after reviewing all our notes, (and believe me, I filled 2 scribblers!) I was so overwhelmed and confused that I hardly remembered basic church doctrines. Mom stepped up to the occasion and helped me out by reminding me about our purpose here on this earth- to live worthily to return to God. So my credo consisted of 3 points.
1. There is an ultimate truth, and it’s not relative.
2. We’re not here by chance, we have a purpose: to return to God.
3. Our choices are everything. They make up who we are and who we want to become.
But back to how this relates to the fast and testimony meeting… I really wanted to hear these words from someone else’s mouth and just be reminded about the simple gospel doctrines that I knew I believed in, but wanted to be reminded of. Here comes the cool part: Elder James, this neat-o Elder in our ward got up and said he’d been prompted to speak even though he didn’t know why… and he said exactly what I needed to hear. Heavenly Father answers our prayers! I was then able to feel the spirit enough to bear my testimony with conviction not only in Sacrament meeting, but again this morning when I presented my credo.
It’s the best school assignment I’ve ever been given.
That concludes the highlights of my life this week: more or less. As for last week – I was in Edmonton for Grad and it ROCKED! I think I owe you another letter cuz I didn’t write last week. Anyway, Grad ruled. After the dance and banquet we went out to Deb’s and jumped on the tramp, paddle boated, sat on his hammock, played tag, sherades, ate food. Had breakfast at Stringhams at 6:30 that morning. Slept for a few hours… church… a wicked fireside. Life is good. But, hey! Don’t be getting stuck in any more elevators. Luv – Goo.
ha ha
thought i'd then record the one i just wrote the latest Elder Schneider, too:
Elder Schneider! July 17, 2007
How are things? It sounds like you have a really cool district. I’m so glad that you guys are getting to be better friends. It’s amazing how awesome it is to serve as missionaries together, it really bonds you. I’m still really good friends with the people I served with. I bet you have some cool teachers over there in the MTC too. Are they nice to you guys? What about the food? Do you get a stomach ache like I did? A guy in my ward was telling me on Sunday night at his place that he and his roommates would have a ‘symphony of sound’ in their dorm room at night, and they weren’t shy to own up to their sounds either.
I had a fun time last night at FHE. There’s this girl in my ward named Brittany, who’s from Puyallup, actually, and is so hysterically funny. She had us all laughing last night as she talked about some of the angst of dating. She said she can’t multi date because she gets too confused about what stories she told one person and what stories she told another person, so she just dates one person at a time, otherwise she repeats herself in her stories. We were at Chili’s and it was fun that our waiter looked like Michael J. Fox.
This weekend Uncle Hu and Aunt Di and Hugo came to visit! It was such a blast to see them. We also had a fun time at this dance out in Glendale- it’s been a while since I was at a church dance! And there was the young adult film festival. I had a cameo role in one of the films, and it was really fun to hear the audience’s reaction to my acting/ my part. I like getting reactions from people. In the film I get dissed by this guy and everyone was like ‘aw…’ they said I showed the perfect blend of hurt and loneliness and anger.
Our Bishop was just switched this Sunday—we have a new one named Bishop Thomas, and he seems cool. Bishop Silva was Italian, I think, and his mom was there to visit- she has an Italian accent.
I’m so glad I’ve had this year to recuperate from my mission- so much happens, and it takes time to digest and understand how the Lord works and that he loves us so much, even when I’m not a full time missionary! He blessed me beyond measure on my mission and continues to bless me now! Yesterday (I haven’t really told anyone about this) the Elders just happened to stop by our door when they were tracting! We have some really great Elders. I was feeling a little negative at that moment, and instead of focusing on the positive things I’ve done I was thinking about some of the little mistakes I’ve made, for some reason. Well, the Elders coming right then was like a little sign to me that the Lord is aware of me and of my struggles in my heart. He loves me and is pleased with my service. The missionaries had such bright, smiling faces. I realized that that’s what it was like for my investigators when they answered the door to my companion and I. Just seeing their faces brought such joy and happiness! They shared a scripture there at the door about how the same struggles we face now as missionaries were faced by Paul and Alma and Amulek, and all the great missionaries of the past. It’s the same work, with the same hopes and trials and struggles and opposition. (1 Cor 2:16.)
Well, I'm so proud of your good attitude, Elder Schneider! Sure love ya!
Linds
There's no place like home.....
Housewife's Lament (exerpt)

Last night in my dreams
I was stationed forever,
On a far distant rock
In the midst of the sea.
My one task of life
Was a ceaseless endeavor,
To brush off the waves
As they swept over me.
I'm not posting here to lament at all. I just liked how the above was written, I appreciate the crafting of the sentiment, but I'm actually having a blast playing housewife to both Jordan and Kate (the woman I'm now working for). I clean and cook for this woman - Kate and her three children (all of whom are older than age 12) It's a great gig, today I vacuumed three tons of dog hair while listening to one of my favorite CD's. I'm fairly confident that this will get old but for now Life is a Highway and I'm gonna ride it all night long........

Last night in my dreams
I was stationed forever,
On a far distant rock
In the midst of the sea.
My one task of life
Was a ceaseless endeavor,
To brush off the waves
As they swept over me.
I'm not posting here to lament at all. I just liked how the above was written, I appreciate the crafting of the sentiment, but I'm actually having a blast playing housewife to both Jordan and Kate (the woman I'm now working for). I clean and cook for this woman - Kate and her three children (all of whom are older than age 12) It's a great gig, today I vacuumed three tons of dog hair while listening to one of my favorite CD's. I'm fairly confident that this will get old but for now Life is a Highway and I'm gonna ride it all night long........
Saturday, July 14, 2007
poem
I was just reading this cool story about a mormon family that took a year long around the world trip and it got me thinking about how beautiful this place it!
We Are Made One with What We Touch and See
We are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch and see,
With our heart's blood each crimson sun is fair,
With our young lives each springimpassioned tree
Flames into green, the wildest beasts that range
The moor our kinsmen are, all life is one, and all is change.
With beat of systole and of diastole
One grand great life throbs through earth's giant heart,
And mighty waves of single Being roll
From nerveless germ to man, for we are part
Of every rock and bird and beast and hill,
One with the things that prey on us, and one with what we kill
One sacrament are consecrate, the earth
Not we alone hath passions hymeneal,
The yellow buttercups that shake for mirth
At daybreak know a pleasure not less real
Than we do, when in some freshblossoming wood
We draw the spring into our hearts, and feel that life is good
Is the light vanished from our golden sun,
Or is this daedalfashioned earth less fair,
That we are nature's heritors, and one
With every pulse of life that beats the air?
Rather new suns across the sky shall pass,
New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.
And we two lovers shall not sit afar,
Critics of nature, but the joyous sea
Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star
Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be
Part of the mighty universal whole,
And through all Aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!.
We shall be notes in that great Symphony
Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres,
And all the live World's throbbing heart shall be
One with our heart, the stealthy creeping years
Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die,
The Universe itself shall be our Immortality!.
Oscar Wilde
We Are Made One with What We Touch and See
We are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch and see,
With our heart's blood each crimson sun is fair,
With our young lives each springimpassioned tree
Flames into green, the wildest beasts that range
The moor our kinsmen are, all life is one, and all is change.
With beat of systole and of diastole
One grand great life throbs through earth's giant heart,
And mighty waves of single Being roll
From nerveless germ to man, for we are part
Of every rock and bird and beast and hill,
One with the things that prey on us, and one with what we kill
One sacrament are consecrate, the earth
Not we alone hath passions hymeneal,
The yellow buttercups that shake for mirth
At daybreak know a pleasure not less real
Than we do, when in some freshblossoming wood
We draw the spring into our hearts, and feel that life is good
Is the light vanished from our golden sun,
Or is this daedalfashioned earth less fair,
That we are nature's heritors, and one
With every pulse of life that beats the air?
Rather new suns across the sky shall pass,
New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.
And we two lovers shall not sit afar,
Critics of nature, but the joyous sea
Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star
Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be
Part of the mighty universal whole,
And through all Aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!.
We shall be notes in that great Symphony
Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres,
And all the live World's throbbing heart shall be
One with our heart, the stealthy creeping years
Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die,
The Universe itself shall be our Immortality!.
Oscar Wilde
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