I sang in church on Sunday. I love to sing. Looking out over everyone, I realized something. Somehow, somewhere, not sure how, I've grown to love my ward.

Sure there are still those people I tiptoe around. You can't get along with EVERYBODY, right? But I really really love the people of my ward. I love my callings too. Hmmm, things are going right? Must mean it's time to move.

Here's something interesting...

I make terrible first impressions. And second. And third. Sometimes it takes a lot more than that to get me to relax and be open. But I find that by that time, most people have already placed me in my permanent spot of boring and weirdo.

At least I think it's funny. Anyone that really knows me knows I am adventurous, hilarious, totally rad, spunky, obnoxious and sarcastic. I mean, what don't I have going for me? LOL!

Some days I am jealous of Sami. Doesn't it sound fun to go to the gym and have someone tell you what to do? Lucky girl.