We are officially trekkies!
Well my hub is officially a trekkie--I am officially a pioneer woman. You heard me right. I'm a PIONEER WOMAN! That's got to be good luck for an aspiring cooking blogger like me, huh?
My hub and I have been chosen to represent the Sponge Bob ward as a ma and a pa on trek this summer. Can you believe it? I'm gonna be a ma!
Trek is just a crazy little thing we do here in Utah where everyone gets to dress up like Little House on the Prairie and "boldly go where no man has gone before." (Get it?) And all because we are "The Next Generation." (Get it? Get it?)
I'm not sure exactly what all goes on during trek, but I think it has something to do with pulling handcarts across Whyoming until we hook up with the Starship Enterprise for our first ma and pa mission.
Except I have to wear bloomers.
I told the committee I'm more of a hip-hugger kinda girl.
"Those bloomers won't really go with my low-rise jeans," I said. "Can I alter the pattern just a titch?"
There was a collective church-lady pause before the stake trekkie leader said, "Well, isn't that special . . . NO! "
As it turns out we can't wear jeans either, due to the high probability of chafing as we walk and walk and walk.
My hub gets to wear a sexy cowboy hat, but I have to wear a bonnet.
Not only do I have to wear a bonnet, I also have to SEW the bonnet in which I have to wear.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
"You're not serious!" I said.
But they were serious.
"Oooh, oooh, oooh," I said, raising my hand in the air like I just didn't care. "Can I make mine out of aloha print instead of plaid? Please, please, pretty please! Can I, huh? huh? huh?"
And then I told them about how the Hawaiian people love Star Trek almost as much as they love Magnum P.I.
And then the ma sitting next to me accidentally poked me in the eye.
In the end I got my way. Maybe because our ward Trekkie leader is a Hawaiian named Scottie.
(At least that's what we call him when we say "beam me up!")
Only problem now is, I don't know how to sew.
Iwa? Martha? Anjeny? Swirl? I know you all love to sew. Can you whip me up an aloha bonnet? And maybe a pair of aloha bloomers?--(semi-low-rise, please) (I don't want to feel to frumpy if I run into Captain Kirk.) (Please, Gad, let it be the Chris Pine Captain Kirk and not the William Shatner Captain Kirk.)
Mahalo Nui Loa in advance, girlz!