I know I know..

I know that I whine and complain about not having my boys just a phone call away. I miss them a lot. I'm watching Made of Honor--lame movie, I know--and it opens with two best friends, a man and a woman, who are doing their daily things together. From taking her her morning coffee to going to his father's sixth wedding. It's a little heart breaking to have E. King more than 4100 miles away, along with Daniel being 6500 mile across the Atlantic. *sigh*

I feel so alone with them gone. It's a little cool, though, because I'm growing more so than I thought I would with Michael and Daniel not around.

Michael is coming up on his one-year mark in December. Crazy crazy. He's been in the same area since he got there in February. I hear that it hardly ever happens, from what other RM friends and family have told me. He's doing super awesome! He's having a lot of success and he's loving every minute of it. I read his mission president's blog. It's pretty cool. I like that his wife updates two to three times a week. The just had Zone Conference right before General Conference. Here's a picture!



haha, I think he looks like he has a nasty 'stache, and so does Marisa. The guy to the left of Michael was his companion, Elder Mecham. He's a pretty cool missionary. They were saying that E. King and E. Mecham were the "celebrity" elders in Wanica. Silly things are happening that close to the Equator.


Elder Watkins is doing well according to his letters. I've received two since he's been in Berlin. His companion is from So. California. he seems like a cool guy. E. Watkins misses mexican food. haha. Poor kid; it hasn't been a year yet! Oh well. Berlin offers a ton of cool things, I'm sure.

Anyway. Off to matching socks.

missing friends

i would just like to say that i really miss having friends. meaning here is a list of people that i sincerely miss.

michael kinghorn.
marisa johnson. [soon to be fixed this weekend]
michael ann. [hopefully soon to be fixed this weekend]
jessie stinks.
crust butt.

Fourth Of July, 2008

Yesterday was the day my mother died nine years ago. Intense, I know. But don't fret, dear reader, this blog isn't depressing. It's so weird to me that she died that long ago, sometimes I fear that I'll forget. But I don't think it's possible. I love my mom, and she loves me and everyone else she's touched with her sweet spirit and kind demeanor. She's simply amazing. I thought about her a lot, and my sister-in-law Heather put yesterday into perspective for me. She said that the fourth of July is the best day to have had mom die, because every year, we won't forget what day it is, and we get to celebrate her life with fireworks and friends. I love it! I love the Fouth, it's an awesome holiday.

With that said, I love my friends. I went down to the Nielsen's for fireworks and it was awesome! I've never seen soo many silly/stupid/daring boys light fireworks! It was wonderful. Amber was there and I talked with her throughout the show. It was nice to be able to talk to her again, I do admit that I missed it. It'll take a while to rebuild our relationship, but I think it's possible. I hope it's possible. For the grand finale, Mark taped.. some fireworks to him. haha. He had three taped to his torso, and one in his hands. I love those boys! hahaha it was so much fun. I love hanging out with them. After the show was over, we hung out for a little and then went to Mark's [uncle's] house in Burton and made a fire. We got attacked by mosquitoes, but I liked being out there. I liked it a lot better than Ladies in White. We got back around two in the morning, and I felt completely satisfied.

All in all, my Fourth of July was amazing. I love my friends, whom I regard as family. I love my family, who are always there for me. I love my mom. Happy Days.