This is going to be a great week! Tom gets to town later this week, and I can hardly wait. It's been too long since I have seen him, and although talking on the phone is great it's not nearly as fun as being together in person.

I know he is excited to see Haylie. She has changed so much in the last month or so since we have been away from him. She is rolling everywhere. She got caught under one of my parents couches the other day and was upset because she could roll back out. It was so funny, for me, not for her, she was crying.

Sometimes I feel like a really mean person. Case in point. Last week in my parents ward I ran into a guy from my mission. We started talking and he gave me the best mission gossip I've heard in a long time. So what did I do? I didn't even consider keeping it to myself, I called one of my best friends (ex-comp) and told her all about it. The entire time I kept picturing the, New Era, "Mormonad". You know the one with the two pairs of hands, one pair is filled with black oil and it's being spread to the other pair of clean hands! That's me, the one with the real greasy, black hands, it's all over me, my clothes, my carpet, and yet I can't keep from spreading it! Just as a small disclaimer, I don't Always gossip, I can keep a secret if I am instructed to! I promise.