Secret!!!

Who wants to know a secret?!?! I know I do...

Well... we're PREGNANT!

Ha! Gotcha... we're really not. One of my best friends left on her mission about a month ago. (Jenna Hyer for those of you that know her and for those of you that don't). She is the friend that you could text and say how much you hate being fat and she would empathize with you. She would empathize with you about anything, she is seriously such a great friend. (she has other great qualities too) Anyway, like 2 days before she left she told me that she didn't want to eat sweets her entire mission. (We've done bets like these in the past) I told her I needed to stop eating candy. (like that is ever going to happen) So we started a bet. To go her entire mission without eating sweets and I would write her and tell her how its going. So we're starting the bet on the Wednesday that she left. Preeeeeetty sure I lost that bet before she even got to the MTC that Wednesday afternoon. I wrote her a letter today and told her how great I am doing with our bet, and the sugar is basically out of my system, and that I have even lost a few pounds because of it. Am I the worst friend or what?! I think I'm a pretty great friend. I mean I am helping her out.. she thinks we're in this together. And we are. (half way) And that is all she needs to know, and that is my secret. So don't go writing her a letter and blabbing about it alright? Alright. I feel better now that you all know that.

Want to know something funny? Embarrassing but funny? But its not about me. Its about Romney. One day we were riding in the car and one of those catchy pop songs comes on the radio. As we are pulling up to apartment he said "You know what song I kinda like?" And I was like what? He said "That Call me Maybe song" I just busted up laughing!! I couldn't believe he would freely admit that to me. I didn't even ask! (Hellllllo...Don't ask, don't tell). Sometimes he'll be on the computer and will play that song and just listen to it like a little girl. I still love him though.

I made Banana bread last night and I can't stop eating it.

I think I broke my vacuum today.

I should be working out right now but instead as soon as I'm done with this I'll probably go eat some more banana bread and start season 2 of Army Wives. (I'm so thankful that's not how the Air Force is. I'm pretty sure its not how the Army is either, but its entertaining.)

I need to get a job. But I don't want to work in the morning, afternoons, or evening. Or nights. Shoot.

I'm sorry I don't post pictures. I don't know how. I do send quite a few snap chats though. Those are some cute pictures.




I'm out.
Until next time when I have the will to turn off Netflix.

~Ashly