I feel ridiculous. I created this blog, then I forgot how to even sign in. Then Marie sends personal invitations to everyone so you can post stuff with your own name. I have suddenly become very technologically illiterate. :(
Don't worry about the Matthew reprimandation Marie. (I don't think repremandation is a word, by the way.) The only reason that I know how to spell weird is because one day during Sacrament meeting matthew and I were writing notes to each other and I spelled it "wierd" and he made fun of me right in the middle of Sacrament meeting! Public humiliation helps you learn quickly. For those of us in this family who are currently in or are going into the teaching profession, we will have to keep this in mind.
I've watched a couple of episodes of "Clean House" lately. It is kind of like extreme makeover home edition, except they have people with really cluttered houses and they come in and make them sell a whole bunch of stuff at a yard sale and give the rest to good will. Then they remodel the house with the money that was made from selling the stuff. This has prompted me to want to just get rid of all the junk that is in my room. I don't know what most of it is anyways. It is scary though.
Speaking of getting rid of junk... I erased my myspace account along with changing my phone number. For those of you who only communicate with me through myspace, you may have to find a new way to talk to me otherwise I'll start to think you don't love me.
I think I'm ready to start over. I am grateful that in this life we get the chance to do that. :)
I am going to a Young Single Adults conference in Medford, Oregon this weekend. I am going with Brandon and Brianna Cardenaz. Also, Kari my friend and former roommate from Chico is going, but she's going with a boy she met at our unity conference. I am excited to spend time with Brandon and to get to see Brianna again.
Last weekend I participated in a Karaoke/Talent Show thing for our ward. Sister Carter (the Bishop's wife, who also happens to be the funniest person in the world) and I sang "These Boots are made for Walkin'" We had wigs, wore trenchcoats, and boots of course. It was freaking hilarious. One of these days I will post the video here. It is just weird.
Alrighty... I love you all and can't wait to talk to you soon.
Love,
Bean
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