tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46069666564272190822024-02-18T20:49:15.035-08:00Welcome to my LifeThe Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-75856625031411640002010-10-20T16:42:00.000-07:002010-10-20T16:43:11.497-07:00Wow. Finally Finished!!!!!! YAY!!!!After a dead period of time that lasted for years, I finally started working on my Eagle Rank in Boy Scouts this year for a couple of reasons. The first was to get my family off my back about having my eagle. The second was that I actually wanted to get it. It took most of the year with the planning and everything but finally yesterday, I finished. I don't have to worry about it anymore. I only have to get my papers signed and then it gets sent to wherever. I am completely and totally done. I don't have to worry about it anymore. I want to thank the many people who helped me out, supported me, cheered me on, and all that fun stuff. I must admit though I did cut it quite close. I turn 18 very soon and that would not be good to miss it. <br> The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-61252750319629865782010-06-30T20:17:00.000-07:002010-06-30T20:34:03.671-07:00stupid just stupidwell yesterday I got my stitches out finally. and then a couple of hours later the skin connecting the two parts on the cut ended up separating. so now i have a finger that has a deep cut in it and no significant difference from the first time I got it cut. oh except for the evidence of stitches. other than that it has not really been able to re-attach itself together. grrrrrrr...The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-21241540597461170202010-06-19T20:43:00.000-07:002010-06-20T19:10:23.840-07:00What happens when your brother gets your knifeI appologise in advance for any errors or anything like that in advance. My right hand pinky finger is bandaged up and such so bear with me. three days I was fooling around with my brother and we ended up with each others knifes. We were returning them to each other when Andrews finger accidentally got caught on a exposed edge of the handle of my knife. I had ahold of the blade and my hand and my knife got in a fight. My hand lost. I ended up getting my pinky finger sliced open almost as deep as it could according to the EMT' s that looked at it. I had a total of 10 stiches to keep my finger together. im pretty sure i cut a nerve or two because i cant feel it. the guy that sewed me up told me that after a couple days that if my finger was still numb it was because i probably cut a nerve. that was three days ago. it is still feeling numb so i dont know what is going on. it looks pretty gruesome.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-67921568267007372762010-06-14T09:38:00.000-07:002010-06-14T10:01:39.718-07:00Past Stuff to be caught upWow. It is amazing how time can fly. Its been quite a while since I have updated anything.<br /><br /> I recently went to EFY. I will never go again. I will be to old. Among other things but that's a different story. A story for later. Much, much later.<br /><br />I guess that I helped someone to be more people friendly at EFY. Because I am really slow on the uptake I'm afraid I don't understand completely.<br /><br />I am now getting prepared to go to Mountain Man Rendezvous. That should be fun. I always enjoy MMR. I am so happy because I get to take my beloved goats with me to MMR. I love those gals.<br /><br />I missed graduating as a junior by one credit because I failed my last Math Class.<br /><br />The Order of the Arrow probably wont be doing our Scout Ball. Apparently there are more important things to plan than a fundraiser.<br /><br />I was hoping to go down to Eastern Arizona College this summer/fall but that probably wont be possible.<br /><br />I have started my Eagle Scout Service Project. I got a little bit done two weeks ago and then ran into a few problems. A few being many.<br /><br /> I was finally able to start growing my hair out. My uncle Chad is just itching to shave it off. Then of course he is also a Returned Missionary. He keeps his hair short.<br /><br />He is also getting married shortly which is cool. I am not sure whether to feel more sorry for Spud or his fiance. They are both nuts so who knows? I love my aunt Whitney. She is really nuts. Supposedly I need to feel sorry for them as a whole because people are trying to drag them down... blah blah blah something like that. (Aunt Whitney said to say that. lol. )<br /><br />I can't think of anything else I missed but I probably have. Until Next Time. Later Peeps!!!The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-79995210997797381562010-01-28T11:16:00.000-08:002010-01-28T11:18:25.992-08:00Da BallI take it back. Things have changed and now the youth of the O/A have taken charge. The date of the ball has been nullified. We did not get together and start planning like we should have. But things are different now. Now we get to break the rules. The ball is on for the summer sometime.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-9582609395227656432009-12-01T09:51:00.000-08:002009-12-01T09:57:02.246-08:00Scout Ball DetailsWe finally have hammered out the details on the date of the Scout Ball. It is planned for Febuary 6th. Unfortunately thats all we have hammered out as of yet. I will get the information out as soon as I get it.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-84437876752889085242009-11-06T11:38:00.000-08:002009-11-06T11:41:24.727-08:00November 14th, this year.In aproximately 8 days I will turn 17. Last year I sat around and watched tv. And that was it. This year I am going to Las Vegas for my birthday. Hehe. All those lights and casinoes. It should be cool. lol.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-30551669270053201832009-10-19T11:21:00.000-07:002009-10-19T13:58:40.367-07:00Scout BallOn Thursday October 15, 2009 The OA Wipala Wiki Chapter (the one I belong to) proposed a OA fundraiser. It was decided that a Formal Scout Ball was going to be held. Men and boys 14 and older need to wear their scout uniforms and good quality dress pants if not scout pants. Girls 14 and older need to wear dresses. We are not allowing anyone younger than 14. Sorry but maybe next time. It will start in 2010 in the year of the 100th year anniversary of scouting. It hopefully will become an annual event if it is put together right. Boys and Girls under 16 are not allowed to go together as "dates." Unfortunantly not all the details have been "hammered out" as of yet. However, I will update my blog on new details that "trickle in." Thank you.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-90093070102010938862009-09-26T16:43:00.000-07:002009-09-26T16:55:04.237-07:00BlehI think I am sick. I woke up this morning and I had a sore throat. Since then it has gotten worse. My nose is running now and I don't know what's going on. I usually don't get sick. I feel horrible. Bleeeeeeh. Anyways other than that I am the usual happy shell I usually am. My mom found a dead skunk and brought it home and Spud and I skinned it and spread it so my dad can scrape all the fat off and make him a hat. The skunk's ordorous bag had not been punctured yet so it did not smell awefully to bad. Poor "Stinky" got runded over. SPud and I buried his carcass over a long way from our house. It was cool.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-35306105253832918662009-09-26T16:32:00.000-07:002009-09-26T16:43:20.309-07:00It's my life by Jon Bon JoviOne of my favorite song's by Mr. Jon Bon Jovi makes me rethink whats inportant in my life. It goes Something like this:<br /><br />This aint a song for the broken hearted<br />No silent prayer for the faith departed<br />I aint gonna be just a face in the crowd you're gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud<br /><br />Its my life and its now or never<br />I aint gonna live forever<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive,<br />Its my life<br />My heart is like an open highway,<br />Like Frankie said I did it my way,<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive,<br />Its my life.<br /><br />This is for the ones who stood their ground,<br />For Tommy and Gina who never backed down<br />Tomorrows getting harder make no mistake<br />Luck aint even lucky gotta make your own breaks<br /><br />Its my life<br />And its now or never<br />I aint gonna live forever<br />I just wanna live while im alive<br />Its my life<br />My heart is like an open highway<br />like Frankie said I did it my way<br />I just wanna live while im alive<br />Its my life<br /><br />Better stand tall when their calling you out,<br />Don't bend don't break baby don't back down<br /><br />Its my life, and its now or never,<br />I aint gonna live forever,<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br />Its my life<br />My heart is like an open highway<br />Like Frankie said I did it my way<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br />Its my life<br /><br /><br />Its my life, and its now or never,<br />I aint gonna live forever,<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br />Its my life<br />My heart is like an open highway<br />Like Frankie said I did it my way<br />I just wanna live while I'm alive<br />Cause its my life.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-67363518211491802532009-09-08T20:46:00.000-07:002009-09-08T20:59:38.294-07:00MY POCKETFUL OF SUNSHINEToday while we were in ShowLow, my dad decided to surprise my mom with a mouser (cat that of course catches mice) and a cat for entertainment. He also wanted to get this ugly, ugly, pugish dog that mom would have hated but decided against it. Anyway, one of the kittens we got from the Humane Society of the White Mountains was a tiny one month kitten named Sunshine. She was one of the only cats I know that actually likes my dad. She jumped up on him and climbed up onto his shoulder and perched there and started playing with his hair. That was bizarre. Cats always run away from my dad because of his chair. Except for this physco kitten from hyperland. My dad almost immediatey said he wanted her. Well after the gruelling no kidding three hour trasnfer process, which I did not mind so much because I got to hold Sunshine, My dad, brother, and I loaded the kittens in the van and started back home. On the way, Sunshine cuddled up to me and purred the whole way home. I can understand my little Sunshine wanting to get out of that bad place but come on, purring? That really just does not happen. Anyway, We got home and let the kittens go in the house and my little Sunshine just started right off playing with things in the house and stuff. That was cool. But yeah.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-43535133899830719882009-09-07T16:03:00.000-07:002009-09-07T16:17:21.370-07:00New Family GoalWell two weeks ago we had Stake Conference. In it our stake president challenged us all to read the Book of Mormon all the way, cover to cover before the year was up. So my parents decided we were going to shoot for the stars and hit the mud beneath our feet and read it...in spanish. Yep we are going to try and read the Book of Mormon in Spanish. I hope next year it will be German. lol. Just for fun.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-78498294433622856252009-08-21T11:37:00.000-07:002009-08-21T12:17:59.817-07:00School so far (as of August 21, 2009)Well this is the end of the second week of school. So far it has been pretty amazing. Minus my Seminary teacher who I don't really agree with but that is how life goes aint it? Other than that so far my school has been amazingly awesome. I have made at least one new friend this year and Seminary is going a lot better this year than it did last year despite my teacher. Then there is my actual schooling. After a few misunderstandings and mistakes I am on track and might be able to be done with my online high school courses done by the end of this week so next week when college starts I will be able to focus on my college. I have also started to become a morning person which kinda scares me. haha. I wake up in the morning and milk my goat, even though it hurts my forearms, and then I usually take a shower and by that time I am fully awake and extremely cheerful and energetic. That is the part that scares me. But it is a good thing so I am really interested in what I am doing to myself.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-70982645211719166372009-08-13T16:09:00.000-07:002009-08-13T17:10:50.509-07:00Drivers LicenseWell the other day I got my Drivers License. It was cool. I took the test and passed with only two tiny mistakes. So now I am able to drive by myself. Its cool.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-18345005320652696452009-07-31T14:48:00.000-07:002009-07-31T14:55:40.086-07:00All aloneSince Tuesday I have been at home by myself. It has been pretty cool. My dad is stuck in the hospital for a long time, my mom is in Maryland having the time of her life (I hope), and Andrew is at a family reunion that I had to miss (Mom did not have to twist my arm so far back to get me to stay. Her excuse: Someone has to milk the goats and stuff.) Anyway, if something really really bad happened I could always got to my grandparents/neighbors house. But today my grandpa left for a trip to Phoenix. So if something bad was to happen I get to be the one to rely on myself. Kinda fun. lol. My mom comes back sometime Saturday or maybe even Sunday so its cool. My grandpa said he would be back tomorrow sometime and that He needed me to milk the cow up at their house. Which is cool. I am liking this.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-19308114765967730682009-07-26T16:07:00.000-07:002009-07-26T16:40:03.068-07:00My Dream Come TrueLast week at our District Scout Camp I was working at the Woodcarving Merit Badge station. After "work" one day I was told that the junior staff was going to help with a Order of the Arrow ceremony so I listened to what we were supposed to do. All went well until we were surrounding the fire and the Order of the Arrow people started calling the names of those who were chosen to be in the Order of the Arrow (OA). Next thing I know, I hear my name called. whathuh? I was under the impression that the person who wanted to be part of the OA had to apply. I was pretty sure that I had not applied for OA yet. But it turned out that I had been volunteered by a leader. So now I am filling out paperwork to be part of the OA. This is my dream come true. Ever since I started scouts I wanted to be in the OA. So now I just need to do my ordeal and I can become part of the OA. Its so cool.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-38941055722287803142009-07-14T18:20:00.000-07:002009-07-14T18:28:40.141-07:00De PlanSo I found out that my dad will be in the hospital for a very very long time. Until After school starts in fact. So what are we going to do? My brother and I both will be home schooled. And Seminary. Whats going to happen? We are not quite sure, but here is the plan: We will live out the summer and then when school starts I will drive our truck or maybe my dads van; that we will have fixed up by then; to Seminary and then drive home. My brother and I will do our schoolwork on the computer at home and then the plan gets fuzzy. But yeah.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-79801960496178402282009-07-09T16:25:00.000-07:002009-07-09T16:39:42.616-07:00Birthday Tag<span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Go to Wikipedia, search month and day of your birthday excluding the year, then list some 5 events. </span></span><br /><br /><br />1991: In Royal Oak, Michigan, a fired United States Postal Service employee goes on a shooting rampage, killing four and wounding five before committing suicide.<br /><br />1969 – Apollo program: NASA launches Apollo 12, the second manned mission to the surface of the Moon.<br /><br />1984 – Zamboanga City mayor Cesar Climaco, a prominent critic of the government of Philippine President Ferdinand Marcos, is assassinated in his home city.<br /><br />1970 – Southern Airways Flight 932 crashes in the mountains near Huntington, West Virginia, killing 75, including members of the Marshall University football team.<br /><br />1965 – Vietnam War: The Battle of the Ia Drang begins – the first major engagement between regular American and North Vietnamese forces.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">List a birthday if any found</span><br /><br />1980 – Brock Pierce<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">List a holiday if any found</span><br /><br />1967 – The Congress of Colombia, in commemoration of the 150 years of the death of Policarpa Salavarrieta, declares this day as "Day of the Colombian Woman".The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-35186415154510766722009-07-06T14:55:00.001-07:002009-07-06T14:59:29.276-07:00EagleWell this summer has been very interesting. My parents decided that I had sat around on my backside not caring about scouting for long enough. They decided that I <i><b><u>WAS</u></b></i> going to complete all my eagle required merit badges this summer so when school starts again I can start and finish my eagle project. I am cool with that. I admit it has been a while since I did any scouting. Try almost two years. Sheesh. Once I became a Teacher in the priesthood I kinda left scouting behind. But now I guess I am back on the wagon? Maybe? Anyway hopefully I will have all my merit badges finished and completed by August or September. <br clear="all"> <br>-- <br> The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-77049729091628150122009-06-26T16:29:00.000-07:002009-06-26T16:39:15.290-07:00SummerWell its summer again. The worst part of the year for me. However this year is turning out a lot better than most. I have accomplished a lot this summer already in the two months that have passed since school got out. I have kinda made plans for my life after I finish school and my mission. I have also talked to the most kind, generous and beautiful girl (I talk to Brianna almost everyday) a lot this summer and I hope I am not making a nuisance of myself which I probably am but still... With all the hub bub of summer I still can not wait till school starts again. I need a definite schedule. lol. But I am glad that I have these months to completely erase all the knowledge from my brain that has been "installed" into it during the school year. I have noticed that I have become less about politics and more about religion a tiny little bit. Now this does not mean I wont fight with you about politics but I don't bring up political matters as much anymore.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-90494275617775654002009-04-21T16:57:00.001-07:002009-04-21T17:09:08.176-07:00My AngerIts official, I have serious anger management problems. maybe I am just crazy. I talked to my bishop and I am bitter, angry, and vengeful. Among other things. But my anger is the worst part. The only thing I guess I can do to help myself would be patient. I will have to try and help myself by making myself numb to the junk that is thrown at me. I need to not respond. It hurts but that is the only thing I can do.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-41482882896243387402009-02-19T09:29:00.000-08:002009-02-19T10:02:54.990-08:00A Haircut<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWRrOknbBqsoKEj9VWDZLv-0CRgAKjfos8JZZabx4VYIjlkPxhU-FPSIAptgpCoU0N65ASq5TfgZyr2BUCDZzMO7Vk5lWVUHf7uIBYOlJMGt1Tc5OJwiWkL_NsoGvlsaKTnfdw0I3TMvs/s1600-h/side+view.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWRrOknbBqsoKEj9VWDZLv-0CRgAKjfos8JZZabx4VYIjlkPxhU-FPSIAptgpCoU0N65ASq5TfgZyr2BUCDZzMO7Vk5lWVUHf7uIBYOlJMGt1Tc5OJwiWkL_NsoGvlsaKTnfdw0I3TMvs/s400/side+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304563892733016434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp914XQegWfQSx449I14kROmFdm92uCh3IrcES5btuRXOMuKrjgCMXKYR4MXThETJhkjtZe39kc8NQhTFqkqrpKBkW_let-VaEUlOQ4uLA2rf_jgaELiQYpCa4X1rmspQvY7bW2bHeYvM/s1600-h/back+view.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp914XQegWfQSx449I14kROmFdm92uCh3IrcES5btuRXOMuKrjgCMXKYR4MXThETJhkjtZe39kc8NQhTFqkqrpKBkW_let-VaEUlOQ4uLA2rf_jgaELiQYpCa4X1rmspQvY7bW2bHeYvM/s400/back+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304563890867259154" border="0" /></a><br />Every Adult I know thinks I should cut my hair. They think it is to long. But I decided I wanted to know what everybody else thinks. these are pictures that my mom took of my hair cut so yeah... i actually like the haircut. It looks like MacGyver's haircut. My mom always says that she thinks MacGyver is hot. I almost get worried because she is married. But my dad is not worried so I dont worry. But I just want to know what other people think.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-8994040457540649802009-02-19T09:14:00.000-08:002009-02-19T09:26:28.404-08:00An Interesting Month Full of Hope and PrayersWell some of you may know that my dad went to the hospital again and lost another foot or so of his leg. The aftermath and struggles that my family has gone through has been very interesting. It was just one thing after another. The stitches ripped and then he had a bleeding artery and then he almost died several times and it just goes on. But we hope that we are done with this whole health problems for a few years or so. (Give or take a hundred years or so. ) But now my dad is in a rehabilitation center while he gets used to having only one half of one leg and one quarter of the other leg. But thanks to all the prayers and fasting my dad is healing faster than the doctors and medical professionals thought he would and should be home in a few weeks. I would like to thank you all for your prayers and fasting. It has really helped.The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-45692034101619208732008-12-02T18:46:00.000-08:002008-12-02T18:56:18.891-08:00My life as an Amphibian.<p class="MsoNormal">If you were lucky enough to be invited to view my bestest friend in the world’s blog you notice that for “OTHER SPARKLES IN MY LIFE” she has Uncle Karl, Froggy, and MOMMY. When you click on Froggy you are redirected to my blog. I feel I must explain. I was talking to Lea on the phone a couple months back and she was being her crazy and hyper self which I have no problem of. She was having trouble hearing me clearly. That’s what happens when you try to talk to someone who is a couple hundred thousand miles away. Anyway, I told her that I was getting some peach fuzz on my chin for a beard sort of thing. Somehow she heard something about a pink frog. The nickname kind of stuck after a while so now she knows me as Froggy or Pink Froggy. It is really interesting the things that get lost somewhere out in space when you are talking to someone on the phone.</p>The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4606966656427219082.post-43562689165095875752008-12-02T18:31:00.000-08:002008-12-02T18:46:35.054-08:00What kind of pie???!!!<p class="MsoNormal">For all those who don’t know him, my grandpa on my dad’s side; also called Bob or Robert and even Grumpy; is good with food. He made a pie for Thanksgiving Day that might help illustrate this point. Instead of making a regular boring old pumpkin or lemon meringue pie, he created the best tasting pie I have ever had. The main ingredient though is really shocking. The main ingredient is none other than mans favorite fruit, The famous Pinto Bean. When my dad first told me about it a week or so before I was revolted. A pie made out of pinto beans? It did not sound appetizing to me at the time before I had even tasted it. I went through the week dreading Thanksgiving Day. Then unfortunately it came all to soon. My dad told<span style=""> </span>me that I could not go to bed until I had some Pinto Bean Pie. I grudgingly took the first bite. Needless to say that I had been wrong about what I thought the pie was going to taste like. Also I don’t need to say that I scarfed the rest of my piece of pie down. My brother, who had been excited about the pie, surprisingly did not like it. So I got to eat the rest of his piece too. It was so good. Don’t tell my dad this but I am glad that he made me try a piece. </p>The Mentally Retarded Geniushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851677504698096477noreply@blogger.com0