It's who you know...

Someone asked me today if I was from Minnesota--because he thought I had an accent? This was at the grocery story, after I had talked to my mom for a while. Then he told me to tell my mom hi. It was weird.

I have a project due tomorrow and I needed something from the bookstore. Like...the board to mount it on. It closed at six. I have class until six. It made me sad. I almost bought a wrap at L&T but decided that I needed to save that six bucks for my future married life. Then I went to the grocery story. I spent nine. Ironic.

Today we went and looked at a pretty little basement apartment and it was just right for us. Don't you love how things just always seem to fall into place sometimes? Beautiful really, those tender mercies from the Lord.

But I would not have found this lovely place if it weren't for the people I knew. I remember the first time someone told me, "it's not what you know, but who you know". I remember being really really angry and deciding that I would prove him wrong and never ask anyone for a job or whatnot. I also remember my friend asking me (before I made the touring folk dance team), if I had started to suck up yet. I thought that was absurd. I wanted my talent to get me on the team...and don't worry I didn't suck up and it took me two years to get on...

But this statement is generally true. I've learned it's not a bad thing either. Here are some examples:

My uncle works at BYU, we're printing out invitations at BYU with a nice little discount. This isn't bad
We found that nice little apartment through my mom's friend's sister in law...blessing.
Our dear friend Cody is letting us borrow his car this summer while he's in Alaska...again, tender mercy

So my point.

I have no shame in what I'm about to ask. Tanner and I need jobs. But we only need them for the month of May. So if you know of anything that is temporary or whatnot...could you just let us know? Thanks.

And it's really nice to know you.