Sisters

Randi and I have always been told that we look alike. We don't see it. Our husbands say NO WAY! But I think that we have been told so many times that we believe that we must. Today I went to church in Randi's ward. It was my old ward. I had tons of people saying hi and giving me hugs. It was great to be there seeing so many friends that I haven't seen for, in some cases, a few years. I was smiling and chatting away when the bishop (that was never my bishop) came up to me and asked if he could talk to me. I gave him a weird look, and very hesitantly said, "Do you know who I am?" He said, "Yeah, a Jones girl." I was like, ok. So I started walking with him to his office but I was so confused as to why he would want to talk to me. All of a sudden he said, "Which Jones girl are you?" I said, "Kimber." He looked at me and said, "Nevermind. I did think you were your sister." I laughed so hard. A good friend witnessed all of this exchange and we both just laughed. Nothing like getting a calling in a ward that you are visiting!!!