Bloggity Schploggity.

I love Sundays. This last Sunday, I was faced with a decision about whether or not to go work on Pre-Recruitment business for the day with the sorority, or go to Church. I'm so very happy that I decided to go to Church. It was fast and testimony meeting, and everyone's testimonies were very touching. I know I got up and said something, but I couldn't really tell you what. I felt like I was supposed to get up and say something, but I just didn't know what. Something like 9 couples in our ward are now engaged, so our ward is about to shrink. I think I said something about how us non-engaged folk who are still going to be in the singles wards shouldn't give up on our tiny little group. Lots of people are talking about ward hopping on Sundays to meet other singles, but for the time being, I'm happy right where I am =) So, I'm just really thankful that I was able to go to Church without getting in trouble or being fined by the sorority.

However, besides Sundays, pre-recruitment is taking over my life for the next few days. I've been so focused on it lately that I almost forgot that I start classes this week! I finally was able to register for my last class, so my 20 units are all signed up for, wait list free! Go figure, just as soon as I'm ready to just have some fun, I have to go back to school =(

Last night, I had a friend give me a blessing for the school year. It was really awesome, and felt so comforting. It felt like I have been doing things right lately, and I'll be able to pull off this hard work to get to do what I want to do. Speaking of which, the idea of getting either a Ph. D or Psy. D has sounded somewhat more reasonable these days. My sister once sent me an article about a woman who was married and worked towards getting her Ph. D and had 2 children along the way. It sounded difficult, but doable. We'll see. I'm just saying I'm not completely against the idea at this point.

I didn't have any really related pictures to share today, so here's some random good stuff.

*Disclaimer: The "slave kitten" picture posted above is not Toby. Though they look alike, my kitty will never carry buckets. Never.