Today I went to my parents ward. It actually went smoother than it has in the past not too many of the usual horrifying questions, "Are you dating anyone?" "I have the perfect person for you, when are you free?" Hello, I'm 22 years old I'm not a spinster yet. Anyway, on the way out my perfect Farmington 20th ward Sunday was shot to hell. Kate and I were waiting for my Dad to get out of his meetings when a good family friend came up and started talking to us. Basically, this is how the self-esteem depleting conversation went, "How are you guys liking Provo?" I reply with, "Oh I'm actually living in Sugarhouse." She said, "Oh right you are graduated and working, well aren't you in an awkward stage of life right now." Excuse me....who are you to tell me I'm in an awkward stage? I tried to plead my case to her, "Well I do like having money and not having homework." She shot me down with, "Ya that's nice but everyone is always trying to set you up and get you married off." She continued on and on but all I kept hearing was awkward, awkward, awkward. Kate was loving every minute of this, as you can imagine. The conversation ended with this, "Gosh Becca, too bad I'm so great and you're so awkward." Kate's a smart aleck, shocker!