So, it has infact been over a month since the last post. I realize that for my only fan, (thanks mom) that this may infact be close to sin. So, I have decided, among other things, to revive the blog. Why not, right? I mean, it is not a huge burden, and in some ways it is a true escape from this life I call mine.

Currently I am living in Lethbridge, Alberta. I came home from BYU-I and then I was off again to Alberta to live and start my life until my family was supposed to join me as planned. So far, I have been here for almost 2 months and no sign of my family. I am living with my long time BFF, Becky. We are in the upper level of a split in West Lethbridge with 3 other girls. Basically, this place has the square footage of my apartment shared by one girl and myself down at school. Somehow we manage to fit 5 girls in here. I am not sure why none of us have gone crazy yet, but so far so good. I sleep in the back bedroom on the floor beside two girls who have beds. The three of us share 2 closets....if you can call them that. 1 Fridge, 1 Stove, 1 T.V. It is pretty ridiculous. I feel like I am in a hostel, or......an orphanage. I can say that because I dont have a bed and I live out of suitcases. Haha. It is humorous. I am glad that I can laugh it off, because other wise I might just sleep in my car.

I have a great job at La Senza...I am management and I am a qualified bra fitter! WOOT! It is actually such a fun job. I get a lot of laughs from that place, which keeps me sane. The only thing is that its hard to work with females all day, and then come home to females. It can be a little estrogen-pumped. I am so grateful for Taylor, an important part of my life.....He keeps me level. Also, the guys that live in our basement, Phil and Andy. They are great guys who are a lot of fun. It makes me miss my brothers, but it's nice because if I don't want to see them, I just walk around the house and up the stairs and I am home. Sure, I can hear their surround sound and their NHL 09, but its worth it.

Well, thats all for now. There is a lot more in my life, but I am choosing not to sulk. In a nut shell, the guy I want to be with is moving in a week, 6 hours away. It is probably the hardest thing I have ever gone through.....but I know its the right thing for him, and so I support him. I guess all I can ask for is strength and frequent phone calls.