end of Week2

Weekends suck. Alan was mine on the weekends and now he's not. GGRR! Nobody in the ward seems to care whether I'm alive or dead. I wonder how many other ladys feel like this? No visiting teachers or hometeachers. I'm just hanging out here. I'm going to see if I can get a visiting teaching route so I can hopefully help those who have fallen through the cracks. I'm afraid though because I've never really been that good at visiting teaching. I guess it's time to learn since I hate how I haven't had any support. I can really see why some people go inactive.

Now I have stated all the bad. Here's some good.

Moroni's smiles help uplift my spirit everyday and I know I have to be strong for him. He laughs when I shake my hair. He thinks it's SO funny. :) He rolls over all the time. Only one way but still it's exciting. He likes the vibrating bee his Aunt Manda got him. He hasn't figured out how to hold it quite it but he's working on it. He likes being moved from station to station. He is now 14lbs.

We heard from Alan. He's still traveling to Taji but he's doing alright. He says it's really muddy. LOL
Have a coupla friends that invite me over for dinner during the week. This is always fun.