Another day in paradise.

Well, here we are again, another post. Church was good Sunday. It's Heath's turn to conduct sacrament meeting this month and he seems to always mess something up but recovers nicely with a joke. Only rarely does he look like a real dork. Noah was wild this Sunday, running back and forth, going choo choo with his train across the wood partition in front of the podium. No wonder the relief society president made him a quite book. (hint, hint) On the way home I noticed the sign in front of our place that says "A good place to live at a fair price". I was thinking it should have said "An interesting place to live with poor lighting, paper thin walls, a leaky basement that won't get fixed (even if you call the maintenance man 3 times), dirt and hair waxed into the floors and all for an arm and a leg." I'm still glad we are moving. Today our landlord brought a lady by to look at the town home. He told me he didn't have our # to give us a heads up. That's interesting because I'm pretty sure it's on the lease. Anyway, my house was a mess. I've already started to box things up. I have a ton of laundry that needs to be put up and always toys everywhere. The lady came by later and asked if she could give me her phone # so that if I ever needed dinner or something she could help. Wow, the house must have looked a little worse then I thought. She said she would probably be moving in the place and I told her we were just moving around the corner. I think I'll give her a Book of Mormon. I'll end with this. Heath came out of the bathroom the other day and had a terrible look on his face. He said "I think I've got what's going around...swine poo!". Gross! I'd like to apologize to my Aunt Janna for putting that in my post and for not giving warning if she read this. No picture today. Sorry, mom.