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An aside: I was the last to post back in July – I assume that no one has posted because we were all just at home together. However, a promise is a promise and I want to put you all on notice that mom will probably start considering me to be more reliable than the rest of you and will, therefore, begin to consider me the favorite.

well, in a few hours it will officially be another Friday night – that finds me sitting in the stands watching the Springville red white and blue tear up the field and rack up the touchdowns… all that pigskin is only one of the many perks of dating the coach. I get in free, I know the players, and I get to hang out with the coaches� wives… did you catch the gray area there? players, wives. yeah, everywhere I go in Springville, or anywhere in the valley these days, everyone either assumes I am a high school student or Andrew’s wife. It’s classic. Apparently there is no gray area wherein I get to be 21 and dating.

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the Red Devils are ranked #1 in the valley and they are undefeated thus far. I tutor one of Andrew�s sophomore players so that his dad will let him play.

I love my classes, my ward is okay � I�ve been called as a Relief Society Compassionate Service Leader. The bishopric said they�re excited to have my �spunk and spirit� in the ward. Somehow I didn�t get the impression that by �spirit� they were referring to my reverence so it�s unclear whether I�ve been called to liven up the Relief Society or the Relief Society has been called to temper and tame me.

Last week at �Ward Prayer� � which I�m convinced is of the devil, an activity contrived to make us take prayer less seriously and act more like scribes and Pharisees � I had an interesting encounter with the coordinator of that activity. In short, I told him I didn�t appreciate his irreverence at the function � especially the part where he casually began discussing a roommate�s 2 am bathroom mishap and waving around the offending plunger above everybody�s heads. Well, all I�ll say about the �discussion� that followed is that apparently this guy�s identity is wrapped up in his calling � he seems to live and die by ward prayer (he�s been the coordinator for 2 years now � which he takes as a sign that he is sustained by the bishopric in all that he says and does and therefore, can do no wrong). It was, as I mentioned, interesting.

We have a rope swing hanging from the tree in our backyard � it�s my favorite thing ever. I swing on it at least once a day. In fact, I took photos today so a virtual tour of my little house should be forthcoming. We have dinner all together 5 nights a week and we try to always keep fresh flowers on the table and the mantle (Andrew helps with that).

Speaking of Andrew, my roommates all think the world of him. He�s helpful and kind, thoughtful, interested in all of our lives, genuine, and fun. He helps me cook dinner on my night and takes me on dates to the library, he makes me eat when I�m hungry and eats my food so it doesn�t waste when I feel sick. He�s my favorite and I�m glad I gave in a couple of weeks ago and agreed to be his girl. Though since you�ve all met him and loved him I suppose I don�t need to sell any of you on him.