tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post7710067669499371668..comments2023-10-10T09:55:48.095-06:00Comments on Michael and Anne: Live From Texas: Nervous and SnappyMichaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04130745986748196119noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-4758536810289822712008-08-27T23:14:00.000-06:002008-08-27T23:14:00.000-06:00Uncle Bob - you are soooo funny. And come on Aunt...Uncle Bob - you are soooo funny. And come on Aunt Diane who are you kidding you would too say something like that - just not on the record:)<BR/><BR/>I don't have an MTC story- guess it <BR/>wasn't in the cards for, maybe later. But I think it's awesome you opened your call in Vegas in the car w/your sisters on conference. It's like when Dan proposed to me at the Top Stop gas station in Bountiful - these great moments/memories in the most random places!Becky Gloverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17069537796909475583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-26039370690191065092008-08-26T18:28:00.000-06:002008-08-26T18:28:00.000-06:00Hahahahahaahahaahahaahaha (snort snort)Bob, you c...Hahahahahaahahaahahaahaha (snort snort)<BR/>Bob, you crack me up!!!<BR/>It is so fun to look back on the happy things. I loved the MTC but I was ready to go as well. (I only had 3 weeks there)<BR/>When I got my call in the mail, my mom called me at work and told me it was at home. I was going to wait until I got home from work to open it but my mom called again, freaking out that I wanted to wait and said that she took it to her office and I had to meet her there in 20 minutes. I didn't get to wait. The cool part was, my dad showed up at my mom's office to be there when I opened it too. <BR/>Even though I only went to Cleveland, it was foreign enough for me.<BR/>As for being a little s@#$....I think it runs in the family! (HA)<BR/>But I'm an angel, it must have just skipped me....hehehehTinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10227725114754406759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-50283592697007959942008-08-26T14:55:00.000-06:002008-08-26T14:55:00.000-06:00I think I like reading all the comments just as mu...I think I like reading all the comments just as much as I like reading the blogs. Uncle Bob?! :) When I get nervouse, usually I start talking really fast and way too much. I tend to laugh a lot louder than I normally would too. It's pretty annoying, I'm told. Maybe snippy is better. Happy anniversary.Missyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00217775444075203672noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-753641156550815172008-08-26T10:26:00.000-06:002008-08-26T10:26:00.000-06:00Good thing Dad signed his name to his comment. I'...Good thing Dad signed his name to his comment. I'd never say anything like that!Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11702717310005882306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-26147622890279889852008-08-26T10:10:00.000-06:002008-08-26T10:10:00.000-06:00Hi Michael,This is your dad. Snappy really doesn't...Hi Michael,<BR/>This is your dad. Snappy really doesn't describe your behavior. I think it would be safe to say little S#%*!!!!! <BR/>Fortunately you served with all your heart. Our memory of visiting Honduras when you finished serving will always be a treasure. <BR/>Thanks for growing up and maturing so now you are a big S#%* :-) <BR/>We love you Michael.<BR/>DadDianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11702717310005882306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-85333387537854403332008-08-26T09:41:00.000-06:002008-08-26T09:41:00.000-06:00Michael what a trip down memory lane. I remember ...Michael what a trip down memory lane. I remember hearing from you and thinking "Honduras" a place where you would be hot all the time and so went my thinking. I loved your mission and reading your emails. Like I told Nikki we are always kicked out of our comfort zone when we least expect. I do remember my mission call and wondered about my survival but it was a wonderful experience.grandmahandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16709660102645485419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-39244642335898777042008-08-25T20:54:00.000-06:002008-08-25T20:54:00.000-06:00Happy Anniversary! I read this aloud to Devon and ...Happy Anniversary! I read this aloud to Devon and he said he thinks you're not the only Johnson who gets "snappy" when they get nervous/anxious! I have no idea who/what he's talking about!Kimberlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08577924157479548102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-42698654341741807352008-08-25T11:03:00.000-06:002008-08-25T11:03:00.000-06:00Ah yes...the silent trip from Placential to Las Ve...Ah yes...the silent trip from Placential to Las Vegas. I remember it well. I should tell my version of it sometime. Snappy? I've actually never seen you quite the way you were that day. If my memory serves me correctly, you were a bit "snappy" when you discovered your call had been "touched" and brought in the house from the mailbox. We knew from that point on that it was better to leave you completely alone until you were ready to talk. I think you spoke your fist sentence that day when we reached the gas station in Vegas (all of you know exactly where I'm talking about). I remember saying, "You want to open your call here at the gas station?!". Luckily you and dad came up with the idea of conference calling your sisters. Otherwise we may have had to gather together a few locals to participate with us at the gas station. Maybe we would have done it inside near the slot machines. Now that would have been memorable. You are right though...you were perfectly at ease once you said "Honduras". I was the basket case from that point on.Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11702717310005882306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-68513257417067758632008-08-25T08:56:00.000-06:002008-08-25T08:56:00.000-06:00I didn't know that about you Michael. I guess we a...I didn't know that about you Michael. I guess we all get a little snappy under pressure. I can't believe its been 4 years. Love yapennihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07073835448374210930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-31662121745837167222008-08-25T08:43:00.000-06:002008-08-25T08:43:00.000-06:00What a sweet trip down memory lane. Thank you for...What a sweet trip down memory lane. Thank you for taking me along for the ride- it was quite lovely. I guess I am yet to see you nervous- you always seem to be quite polite and have your wits about you. And how could you forget the most important part of The Byrds' song? By turning, turning, you come round right.Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11224911480043436487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31319206024081780.post-73245758102751750142008-08-25T08:08:00.000-06:002008-08-25T08:08:00.000-06:00Ha ha! Yes....you are quite snappy and cranky whe...Ha ha! Yes....you are quite snappy and cranky when you're nervous. Watch out, or you'll bite our heads off! Just kidding! You're right...the MTC is a great place, but it's great to know that phase of life is over. I'm still sad that we had to say goodbye to the Placentia house. Oh well...to everything (turn, turn, turn....)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16464258419139122607noreply@blogger.com