I was just finishing making dinner when there was a knock on my door. I opened it to find a lady and her daughter on my doorstep looking confused: "I take it Ruth doesn't live here anymore." "No, sorry-- she doesn't" "that would explain why she hasn't answered her phone for months. I've been calling and calling her" "yes, we moved in here in march" [looking behind me at the picture of Christ on our piano]... "hey, are you LDS?" "yes, are you?" "yes. I was Ruth's visiting teacher and I've been trying to get ahold of her forever!" "....than.....you guys must be in my ward" "oh, well.......yes.......but we don't really go. We need to come back I know. I keep meaning to......" (speaking to her daugher) "ok, well I direct the music in primary so maybe I'll see you sometime k?" "ok" RANDOM! Why would someone be so persistant about doing their vis...