Tuesday, December 23, 2008

yes, i am a slave

I was sitting at dinner the other night and my brother in law, Adam, announced that they had updated their blog-something i would know little about since my last post was in October! I then got chastised for not updating this thing! Am I a slave to blog posts? the answer is yes. So here I am once again, jumping back on the blog bandwagon. You might be asking yourself, "why has janet not blogged for the past 2 months?" I will tell you my friend-I am not only a slave to blogging, but life, stress, fun, school, homework, church, sleep, and whatever else takes up my time. Here are a few highlights of what has been going on:

I got a hair cut and bangs



I got called to be relief society president and I have the best counselors! I love them!! This calling has made me busier than ever, but it is wonderful. Many great stories have already come out of this calling. Just ask!



I finished my first semester of nursing school. Thats right-1/4 nurse!! We (nursing friends that survived 1st semester) went to brick oven to celebrate on the last day of our finals.

Threw our tradional chocolate party with Becca and Allie



Lost at the ward chili cookoff! My chili was brewing for two days!!! Don't worry-canned chili won. Nalley brand-so dont waste your time cooking, go grab a can!



Mastered the waltz jump!!






4 comments:

Katie said...

sweet jump.

It's us! The Powell's said...

Janet - It is good to see that you remembered your password and made such an impressive post. Ahh, did I see you say "boyfriend"? Perhaps we should hold-off on such titles till the family has fully met this "boy" - "friend"!
Smiles.

John Hilton III said...

glad to see you are back...looking forward seeing your post about your new years eve ...

iAMbarticus said...

Dear Janet,

I might have slightly kinda maybe sorta stumbled purposefully onto your blog. Sorry if i broke anything important... thats what usually happens when i stumble.

Have a great New Years and I'll see you soon!

Your BF,
Bart

PS. You must have got, like, three feet of air.