I did alot over the past seven summers.
I..
worked in the kitchen
taught first aid
taught every Handicraft badge
taught Swimming
taught Emergancy Prepardness
taught Wilderness survival
worked in the Trading Post
jumped into the lake fully clothed
broken the rules by jumping into the lake fully clothes during a thunder storm in a non designated swimming area.
become a vigil member of the Order of the Moon
hiked every hike
shot a bullseye in Archey
built the Rendevous firebowl
painted all the totem poles
gone on the boys Wilderness Survival campout
gone on Girls outpost
lead in/participated in Flag retirement and flag ceremony
lead the singing at Flag
got a grommit.
got a speeding ticket in Montpelier
gotten stitches
cleaned the grease trap.
hiked into Bartlett on snowshoes during the winter
became BSA lifegaurd certified
won the iron chef competition with dutch oven Mac and Cheese
won Bartlett Jepordy
deap cleaned the camp.
babysat the directors kids and got paid for it while at camp
gotten yelled at by my directors
cut trails
bushwack across several hikes
visited old wilderness survival areas and OA bowls.
put up teepees
played awesome games of capture the flag
explore Bear Lake county
became an honorary member the liberty ward
participated in campfire skits
sat on the roof at watche the stars
watch the sunrise on Shermans Peak
gone to Astronomy observations
picked Huckleberries
cooked breakfast for the whole staff
tore down the flagpole
carved 'Camp Bartlett Staff 2008' into the top of the current flagpole
became an Area Director
danced in the rain
gotten really sick
broke into the handishack without her director knowing.
climbed the BFFT
swam the mile
been in Staff City
helped turn the the Aframe into living quarters
ran down cardiac hill
learned the true story of Old Ephraim and seen the trap that caught him
kayaked down the river
cleaned up probably a hundred cut fingers from scouts
pioneered the first aid area
swam in Bear Lake
ate Raspberry shakes at Labeaus
made midnight 'runs' to the Ranch Hand
searched for lost scouts and scoutmasters
trained four years of Handicraft staffers
spoke on Honor Trail and Value trail
ran the Value Trail
played pranks on people
did polar bear
did polar bear in the original 'bear wallow' at midnight.
wrote my name in the Nature Lodge, Handishack, Commissary desk, First Aid office, upstairs, Barchie's Cabin, Waterfront tables, boys showers,
watch countless people get fired
watch people turn into someone else
gone throught three dirctors
kept a journal of every day at camp.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Signs from the Heavens: Reasons for leaving Bartlett.
People keep asking me why I'm not going back to camp. Here are some pretty good reasons. I think. :)
In 2004 I wrote my name in the Nature Lodge. In 2010 it was painted over.
In 2004 I helped to create the 'new' Handicraft area. In 2010 I helped to create the 'new' Handicraft area.
In 2004 I played a curtain in 'Alvin and Maggie' I did the same a few times in 2010.
I like the number 7. 8 is a pretty ugly number.
In 2004 Handicraft taught a brand new merit badge- Sculputure. In 2010 I introduced the new merit badge- Pulp and Paper.
One of my first Friday Night campfires I carried a torch. I did the same in one my last Friday night campfires.
I'm 21 now. I'm an adult.
I told myself I would go to camp untill I got a grommit. I got one this summer.
I officially spent more time on Senior Staff than on Junior Staff.
I was the oldest girl upstairs this summer.
Boys that were once CITS on my staff are now leaving on missions.
The Handicraft mascots that have been mascots my entire seven summers were destroyed.
I finally got in trouble for staying up late.
I finally got stitches.
I fulfilled my bucket list.
In 2004 I wrote my name in the Nature Lodge. In 2010 it was painted over.
In 2004 I helped to create the 'new' Handicraft area. In 2010 I helped to create the 'new' Handicraft area.
In 2004 I played a curtain in 'Alvin and Maggie' I did the same a few times in 2010.
I like the number 7. 8 is a pretty ugly number.
In 2004 Handicraft taught a brand new merit badge- Sculputure. In 2010 I introduced the new merit badge- Pulp and Paper.
One of my first Friday Night campfires I carried a torch. I did the same in one my last Friday night campfires.
I'm 21 now. I'm an adult.
I told myself I would go to camp untill I got a grommit. I got one this summer.
I officially spent more time on Senior Staff than on Junior Staff.
I was the oldest girl upstairs this summer.
Boys that were once CITS on my staff are now leaving on missions.
The Handicraft mascots that have been mascots my entire seven summers were destroyed.
I finally got in trouble for staying up late.
I finally got stitches.
I fulfilled my bucket list.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Things
That bug me:
Disrespectful kids and the parents who let them get away with it.
People who use vulgar language over facbook.
People who don't pay for piano lessons.
Girls who think they need a boyfriend to be happy.
Badly written novels.
Fat people who wear clothes that are too tight.
People who text other poeple while talking you.
When the mail comes late.
Garfield comics.
Badly animated cartoonnetwork shows.
That make me happy!
Chocolate.
Softly falling snow on Christmas lights.
Little kids that hug me.
Spending time with people I love.
Reading a book late into the night on my favorite spot on the couch.
Teaching piano to kids who are really excited about it.
Riding my incredible green bike.
Sleeping in on Sundays.
Reading scriptures and conference talks.
Talking to my family at night before prayers.
That confuse me.
Boys.
Cliques.
APA format.
The weather.
Financial Aid application process.
Relationships.
Piano Theory.
That scare me.
Spiders in my room.
What I'm going to do this summer.
My future teaching career. If it happens.
Change.
That kid on the TLC show with the bleeding eyes.
Never getting married.
The planes and helicopters that fly over my house and make the windows shake.
Doctor Wong.
Needles.
That I'm excited for.
What I'm doing this summer.
Christmas in Bear Lake.
Seeing my Grandma after she goes through the temple tomorrow.
My Astronomy class next semester.
My Swimming class next semester.
Finishing my Bartlett quilt.
One of my best friends coming home this summer.
My sisters wedding.
Going to Cor d'lane in the spring (hopefully) to visit my cousins.
Going to bed.
Disrespectful kids and the parents who let them get away with it.
People who use vulgar language over facbook.
People who don't pay for piano lessons.
Girls who think they need a boyfriend to be happy.
Badly written novels.
Fat people who wear clothes that are too tight.
People who text other poeple while talking you.
When the mail comes late.
Garfield comics.
Badly animated cartoonnetwork shows.
That make me happy!
Chocolate.
Softly falling snow on Christmas lights.
Little kids that hug me.
Spending time with people I love.
Reading a book late into the night on my favorite spot on the couch.
Teaching piano to kids who are really excited about it.
Riding my incredible green bike.
Sleeping in on Sundays.
Reading scriptures and conference talks.
Talking to my family at night before prayers.
That confuse me.
Boys.
Cliques.
APA format.
The weather.
Financial Aid application process.
Relationships.
Piano Theory.
That scare me.
Spiders in my room.
What I'm going to do this summer.
My future teaching career. If it happens.
Change.
That kid on the TLC show with the bleeding eyes.
Never getting married.
The planes and helicopters that fly over my house and make the windows shake.
Doctor Wong.
Needles.
That I'm excited for.
What I'm doing this summer.
Christmas in Bear Lake.
Seeing my Grandma after she goes through the temple tomorrow.
My Astronomy class next semester.
My Swimming class next semester.
Finishing my Bartlett quilt.
One of my best friends coming home this summer.
My sisters wedding.
Going to Cor d'lane in the spring (hopefully) to visit my cousins.
Going to bed.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Sage Advice
Don't pressure people into things just so you can feel good about yourself.
Don't wait around for people who probably don't care about you.
Don't try to think that there is only one person out there for you.
Try to keep in touch with old friends, don't be ashamed of your own life.
Follow recipes perfectly.
Respect your parents.
Don't fall alseep during Stake Conference.
Don't give into temptations.
Give yourself plenty of stuff to do over a long school break.
Don't assume your coworkers are purpously trying to make you angry.
Don't use sarcasm with first graders.
Make friends with whoever you can.
Don't be afraid to try new things just because the old is so comfortable and familiar.
Save your money.
Give yourself nights all to yourself.
Realize that in order to make a friend- you have to be a friend.
Read a book a week.
Don't say 'I told you so', even you really did.
Don't miss someone who you shouldn't miss.
Don't expect people to feel the same way about you that you do about them. Give them space.
Don't give up the things you love, the things that once defined you.
Pray every morning and every night, even if you feel that you don't want to.
Sometimes you need to hear the truth, even if it hurts.
Take advantage of opprotunities to fix things.
Don't spend so much time on facebook.
Write a blog for you, don't expect attention.
Don't wait around for people who probably don't care about you.
Don't try to think that there is only one person out there for you.
Try to keep in touch with old friends, don't be ashamed of your own life.
Follow recipes perfectly.
Respect your parents.
Don't fall alseep during Stake Conference.
Don't give into temptations.
Give yourself plenty of stuff to do over a long school break.
Don't assume your coworkers are purpously trying to make you angry.
Don't use sarcasm with first graders.
Make friends with whoever you can.
Don't be afraid to try new things just because the old is so comfortable and familiar.
Save your money.
Give yourself nights all to yourself.
Realize that in order to make a friend- you have to be a friend.
Read a book a week.
Don't say 'I told you so', even you really did.
Don't miss someone who you shouldn't miss.
Don't expect people to feel the same way about you that you do about them. Give them space.
Don't give up the things you love, the things that once defined you.
Pray every morning and every night, even if you feel that you don't want to.
Sometimes you need to hear the truth, even if it hurts.
Take advantage of opprotunities to fix things.
Don't spend so much time on facebook.
Write a blog for you, don't expect attention.
Monday, December 6, 2010
My Greatest Hits.
I am taking a leaf out of Charlie Pace's life and writting my greatest hits. This is not too make myself sound extrordinary- because I am most definately not. I am doing it to remind myself how truly grateful I am for my life. Sometimes I get so caught in watching other people's sucess's that I become jealous- I don't think that I have done as much. I was never class President, traveled to another county, won a national competition, been as called as Relief Society President or been extremely popular. However, I have done things in my life that I am truly proud of. I need to remind myself of that and that is when I am happy. I am not trying to be selfish- just reflective... I can't list these in order of importance and some are pinpointed moments and others and just times in my life.
Camp Bartlett. There are too many great moments from camp. It changed me completely. My proudest moments of camp were: Becoming Handicraft Director, having my entire staff together this summer to retire the flag, recieving a grommit from one of my heros-John Anderson, and the moment Maman Lewis came up to me in tears, hugging and thanking me for all I had done for her 11 year old that summer, hanging out with my staff, haning out with Zach and Deanna.
Finally earning my Young Women's Medallion, the day I turned 18 and giving Amy Morgan a big hug.
Swimming: Cheering on my team at regionals my Junior year. The team stunk, we were losing horribly but we were happy and we were together. We screamed and laughed as the boys finished the meet by doggy paddling and corkscrewing the entire 400 relay.
Going to State- even as alternates- hanging out in the hotel, lounging around the pool and going out to dinner .
Being named girls captain my senior, getting my letter and winning the MVP award.
Watching Zach and Chad Sakurata recieve their eagle awards and Zach giving me his mentoring pin.
Being team captian of T.H.Bells N.A.L third round.
Getting a job at CHASP. Having kids give me hugs every day that I go into work.
Finally getting my essay in the schools Laws of Life Essay Contest.
Sitting in the Handishack toasting orange Fanta to Zach Harris before he left on his mission and hours long phone calls with Zach.
My brother's wedding.
Piano Recitals. I feel like a Star.
Creating the school cheer in 6th grade and standing in front of the whole school getting recognized for it.
Having class with all the girls in the Weber States Education Program. Level two was the hardest and best semester of my life.
Thanksmas's
Prom. We went as good friends, but Jeff still made me feel like a Princess. The only formal dance I've ever been to.
Going to devotionals, baptisms, and institute acitivites with Tami, my greatest friend from Snow College.
My art hanging up the school hallway for people to see.
Going to California, St. George, Bear Lake and Wolf creek with my family.
Backpacking through Philmont with Debbie.
Hanging out with my sisters.
Deep talks with my mom.
Soup nights with my family.
Camp Bartlett. There are too many great moments from camp. It changed me completely. My proudest moments of camp were: Becoming Handicraft Director, having my entire staff together this summer to retire the flag, recieving a grommit from one of my heros-John Anderson, and the moment Maman Lewis came up to me in tears, hugging and thanking me for all I had done for her 11 year old that summer, hanging out with my staff, haning out with Zach and Deanna.
Finally earning my Young Women's Medallion, the day I turned 18 and giving Amy Morgan a big hug.
Swimming: Cheering on my team at regionals my Junior year. The team stunk, we were losing horribly but we were happy and we were together. We screamed and laughed as the boys finished the meet by doggy paddling and corkscrewing the entire 400 relay.
Going to State- even as alternates- hanging out in the hotel, lounging around the pool and going out to dinner .
Being named girls captain my senior, getting my letter and winning the MVP award.
Watching Zach and Chad Sakurata recieve their eagle awards and Zach giving me his mentoring pin.
Being team captian of T.H.Bells N.A.L third round.
Getting a job at CHASP. Having kids give me hugs every day that I go into work.
Finally getting my essay in the schools Laws of Life Essay Contest.
Sitting in the Handishack toasting orange Fanta to Zach Harris before he left on his mission and hours long phone calls with Zach.
My brother's wedding.
Piano Recitals. I feel like a Star.
Creating the school cheer in 6th grade and standing in front of the whole school getting recognized for it.
Having class with all the girls in the Weber States Education Program. Level two was the hardest and best semester of my life.
Thanksmas's
Prom. We went as good friends, but Jeff still made me feel like a Princess. The only formal dance I've ever been to.
Going to devotionals, baptisms, and institute acitivites with Tami, my greatest friend from Snow College.
My art hanging up the school hallway for people to see.
Going to California, St. George, Bear Lake and Wolf creek with my family.
Backpacking through Philmont with Debbie.
Hanging out with my sisters.
Deep talks with my mom.
Soup nights with my family.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
School, camps, Harry Potter, pie, and Dee's.
My field work was awesome! My collaborating teacher was the most incredible woman who made me feel like I could really do this! It was stressful. I spent every night not sleeping and freaking out about my lessons. But once I got in the classroom everything felt ok and things went very well. I know this is what I want to be doing. School is just so.. hard! There is always so much due that I don't feel like I do the best job on all of it. I try, but maybe I'm just lazy. I could be doing better. I'm a bad student but an excellent teacher. I just need to suffer through, graduate and land a teaching job somewhere.
My application to Philmont is in the review process. Half of me is thinking 'hey! why wouldn't they hire me? I have an incredible resume and I'm awesome!' the other half is saying 'I'm not good enough for Philmont, just stay home'. I want to go. It will be a new adventure for me. I am really excited to be leaving Bartlett but the withdrawl sucks. Every time I think about it I get this knife in my stomache knowing that it is over. What will Handicraft do without me? I was very, very good at my job. :)
I saw Harry Potter twice this past weekend. It was incredible! Me and Rachel are going again as soon as she is all finished with her classes. Go during the day when we are really awake. I know it is wierd, that Harry Potter is so important to me.. it is something I grew up with and I will be crying in July when the movies are all over and done with! I guess I just hate the ending of things.
I learned how to make Pie today. My grandma makes this incredible Eggnog Pie that she is famous for. Me and Debbie and Jan went over to her house to make four pies. I am so proud of myself! I am pretty excited for Thanksgiving tomorrow. It will be sad though, hardly anyone will be there. Last year everyone was there and it was an icnredible feeling of family and love and togetherness. Emily is spending the day in Park Valley with Layne.. it will be sad not to have her home.
Jeff and I went to Dee's tonight for some hot chocoloate and he wanted 'protien' so we ended up getting pancakes and eggs and sausage. We shouldn't of ate because we felt sick afterwards. We drove down to Rhomer Park and did some doughnats in the parking lot until we thought a cop was coming after us.. hehe.
Chronicals of Narnia is pretty intense. I need to read 'Voyage of the Dawn Treader' before the movie comes out.
My application to Philmont is in the review process. Half of me is thinking 'hey! why wouldn't they hire me? I have an incredible resume and I'm awesome!' the other half is saying 'I'm not good enough for Philmont, just stay home'. I want to go. It will be a new adventure for me. I am really excited to be leaving Bartlett but the withdrawl sucks. Every time I think about it I get this knife in my stomache knowing that it is over. What will Handicraft do without me? I was very, very good at my job. :)
I saw Harry Potter twice this past weekend. It was incredible! Me and Rachel are going again as soon as she is all finished with her classes. Go during the day when we are really awake. I know it is wierd, that Harry Potter is so important to me.. it is something I grew up with and I will be crying in July when the movies are all over and done with! I guess I just hate the ending of things.
I learned how to make Pie today. My grandma makes this incredible Eggnog Pie that she is famous for. Me and Debbie and Jan went over to her house to make four pies. I am so proud of myself! I am pretty excited for Thanksgiving tomorrow. It will be sad though, hardly anyone will be there. Last year everyone was there and it was an icnredible feeling of family and love and togetherness. Emily is spending the day in Park Valley with Layne.. it will be sad not to have her home.
Jeff and I went to Dee's tonight for some hot chocoloate and he wanted 'protien' so we ended up getting pancakes and eggs and sausage. We shouldn't of ate because we felt sick afterwards. We drove down to Rhomer Park and did some doughnats in the parking lot until we thought a cop was coming after us.. hehe.
Chronicals of Narnia is pretty intense. I need to read 'Voyage of the Dawn Treader' before the movie comes out.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Late nights lead to random thinking
My room is a messy.. not necessarily dirty but just cluttered! I have WAY too many books, shoes that won't fit in my closet or keep spilling out because I have dig through them to find matching chucks. My 9 or 10 text books scatter the floor with notes, and handouts spilling out of them. I was going through my Bartlett Box and Letters/notes box.. they litter the floor.
When I was a little girl there was a girl that lived down the street from me and we were very close. Our mom's were best friends (still are) but her dad got some great new job in Moses Lake Washington and they moved away. Sad day. Until I was 12 years old I wrote letters to this girl, we were pretty much pen pals-exchanging letters full of stickers and smelly spray, cramming evelopes with candies and pictures. We visited eachother in the summer. At the end of every single one of her letters it was "your very best friend' or 'bff' or 'Bestest most faraway friend'. One fall she visited.. she had some huge dance competition or something down here. We went to the mall and out to a restaurant and that was it. I never talked to her again. Until two days ago when she friend requested me on Facebook. Oh Facebook..
I'm not saying I want to be some freak who can't escape childhood and wants her old best friend back.. but it just has me thinking. Why don't things stay the same. Why do people who say they'll be friends forever and ever.. just sort fall away from eachother. Why did I not keep up the letters, the visits? She has been married 3 years to an incredible guy. She is doing so well, so talented, so beautiful. It is so amazing to see pictures and recconnect after 8 years. It is so funny how things just come back into your life. I have a picture that's hung at my desk (with tons of others) of me, this girl and another friend (who also ironically just can back into my life again) standing on a fence together at Lagoon. Life is funny.
We had 3 short days in a row last week. We ran out of things to do with the kids halfway through the second day. Thankfully kids don't get bored. Give them toys, recess, computers and they're perfectly content. I was ready to rip my head off. My problem child is out of the program and as much I'm overflowing with happiness and relief to berid my self of this severly ADHD, socially messed up kid.. I'm going to miss him!
I start teaching on Monday. I'm nervous. A whole class of first graders.. by myself! Can I really do this?
It's all about jumping through the hoops. E.E is SO hard. All the lesson plans, all the papers, the presentations, having everything is a specific format... it really gets me down. I hope I can make it untill next spring!!
All my friends are moving onto Level 3 next semester, then onto Student Teaching and graduation next fall. I am stupid and put off my stinking SI courses so I have to take a semester off to finish them up. I'm ready to take a break and take some easy science classes, but I'm going to miss all the other girls. A few of them are staying with me. Carly, Whitney, Elizabeth.. two of my coworking that started the program at the same time I did are almost a year ahead of me!!
I'm getting fat. Really. I'm taking swimming and weight lifting next semster. I'm hoping that will help. I miss swim team SO much and it's been 4 years since I was on it. I miss being part of a team, waking up early every morning and driving over to Ogden High with Bills. During High School swimming was such a big part of who I was and now it's gone. Same with art. When my art was hanging up in the AP art window I felt famous. I loved spending hours everyday drawing and painting.. I don't have time and I feel I've lost my talent. If possible I would take an art class.
I'm trying to read all the Harry Potter books before the movie. I need to read the last two in less than a week.. I'm so excited for the movie. I watched Half Blood Prince today and kept crying at random times! I'm such a boob.
007 is a really violent video game... we woke up Kylie with our screaming and she wanders out to ask us 'is someone being murdered?' yes.. on the video game!
It is sad when you start to not miss someone as much because you get so used to them not being there, like other things or people are replacing them... but at the same time it's happy because you don't spend so much time thinking about them.
One of my best friends killed himself this summer. I go numb and put it out of my mind and then I'll go hang out with my friends and someone brings up his name and talks about old memories and the cut just rips open again.
I was one of only 2 of my best friends from high school that was not married or married and pregnant. I almost didn't want to go to the baby shower. It is hard seeing all of your friends moving on. But I realized that night that I'm not really upset. I miss them, but I can't live in the past. I'm actually very, very, very happy for them. And I can't wait to meet baby boy Logan Ballard.
I found the conference Ensign today. I need to sit down and read it. I love 1pm church. I love sleeping in a Sundays...
When I was a little girl there was a girl that lived down the street from me and we were very close. Our mom's were best friends (still are) but her dad got some great new job in Moses Lake Washington and they moved away. Sad day. Until I was 12 years old I wrote letters to this girl, we were pretty much pen pals-exchanging letters full of stickers and smelly spray, cramming evelopes with candies and pictures. We visited eachother in the summer. At the end of every single one of her letters it was "your very best friend' or 'bff' or 'Bestest most faraway friend'. One fall she visited.. she had some huge dance competition or something down here. We went to the mall and out to a restaurant and that was it. I never talked to her again. Until two days ago when she friend requested me on Facebook. Oh Facebook..
I'm not saying I want to be some freak who can't escape childhood and wants her old best friend back.. but it just has me thinking. Why don't things stay the same. Why do people who say they'll be friends forever and ever.. just sort fall away from eachother. Why did I not keep up the letters, the visits? She has been married 3 years to an incredible guy. She is doing so well, so talented, so beautiful. It is so amazing to see pictures and recconnect after 8 years. It is so funny how things just come back into your life. I have a picture that's hung at my desk (with tons of others) of me, this girl and another friend (who also ironically just can back into my life again) standing on a fence together at Lagoon. Life is funny.
We had 3 short days in a row last week. We ran out of things to do with the kids halfway through the second day. Thankfully kids don't get bored. Give them toys, recess, computers and they're perfectly content. I was ready to rip my head off. My problem child is out of the program and as much I'm overflowing with happiness and relief to berid my self of this severly ADHD, socially messed up kid.. I'm going to miss him!
I start teaching on Monday. I'm nervous. A whole class of first graders.. by myself! Can I really do this?
It's all about jumping through the hoops. E.E is SO hard. All the lesson plans, all the papers, the presentations, having everything is a specific format... it really gets me down. I hope I can make it untill next spring!!
All my friends are moving onto Level 3 next semester, then onto Student Teaching and graduation next fall. I am stupid and put off my stinking SI courses so I have to take a semester off to finish them up. I'm ready to take a break and take some easy science classes, but I'm going to miss all the other girls. A few of them are staying with me. Carly, Whitney, Elizabeth.. two of my coworking that started the program at the same time I did are almost a year ahead of me!!
I'm getting fat. Really. I'm taking swimming and weight lifting next semster. I'm hoping that will help. I miss swim team SO much and it's been 4 years since I was on it. I miss being part of a team, waking up early every morning and driving over to Ogden High with Bills. During High School swimming was such a big part of who I was and now it's gone. Same with art. When my art was hanging up in the AP art window I felt famous. I loved spending hours everyday drawing and painting.. I don't have time and I feel I've lost my talent. If possible I would take an art class.
I'm trying to read all the Harry Potter books before the movie. I need to read the last two in less than a week.. I'm so excited for the movie. I watched Half Blood Prince today and kept crying at random times! I'm such a boob.
007 is a really violent video game... we woke up Kylie with our screaming and she wanders out to ask us 'is someone being murdered?' yes.. on the video game!
It is sad when you start to not miss someone as much because you get so used to them not being there, like other things or people are replacing them... but at the same time it's happy because you don't spend so much time thinking about them.
One of my best friends killed himself this summer. I go numb and put it out of my mind and then I'll go hang out with my friends and someone brings up his name and talks about old memories and the cut just rips open again.
I was one of only 2 of my best friends from high school that was not married or married and pregnant. I almost didn't want to go to the baby shower. It is hard seeing all of your friends moving on. But I realized that night that I'm not really upset. I miss them, but I can't live in the past. I'm actually very, very, very happy for them. And I can't wait to meet baby boy Logan Ballard.
I found the conference Ensign today. I need to sit down and read it. I love 1pm church. I love sleeping in a Sundays...
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