Janae Says...

Boy: you know how you don't write someone every day for a year and then build them a dream house? Janae: yes. Boy: you also don't meet someone by coincidence who used to live in the same house.. 600 miles aways.. and end up both english teachers with similar personalities. and you also don't go on tour with bon jovi.. and become friends with pete wentz. so those movies might be on to somethin :)

Monday: work, dinner (slow cooked), and a movie (Letters to God) Tuesday: work till 3:15, class till 7:00, Glee till 8:30, not home till 9:20. Wednesday: work, dinner and hang out with Brianne Thursday: work, dinner with Rachel, Transsiberian Orchestra concert till 11 PM. Friday: work. I'm looking forward to doing NOTHING tomorrow night. Though, my apartment is a wreck so I should probably do something about that. Saturday I am finally free from homework but REALLY need to grade those essays I've had for like three weeks, and I need to do some special lesson plans for my class project. I love having friends and having plans. What really sucks is going a week or two doing absolutely nothing. Then having a week where I have been nonstop! haha. I'd like an even pace. Bedtime (4 hours ago. heh).

There are a number of things I tell myself I will or will never do as a parent someday... These are things I feel are most important, at this moment in time. We'll see how I feel when I'm actually in that stage of my life. I'm sure I'll just want to add. 1.    Have regular prayer and communication with my husband regarding all things important, namely children, finances, employment, mutual happiness and mutual improvement. 2.    Have family dinner at least five nights per week, whether it’s over Chinese takeout or chicken and dumplings, where all aspects of life will be discussed. 3.    Bear my testimony of Jesus Christ and his gospel to my family freely and frequently in several ways, namely through words, frequent prayer, utilizing the priesthood, attending church, and attending the temple. 4.    Show love to my husband and to my children every day, by word or deed. 5.    Teach my children right from wro...

I am the rock in His palm. I am held. Thrown in whichever direction He pleases. I am a rough object in His soft hand. Smoothing over time. I am sand Crumbling in the wind, rain, and storm. I am a rock Sand made shaped and solid in His palm.

I've NEVER wanted Christmas decorations up so early, or to start listening to Christmas music so soon. Not sure what to do about this. I love Christmas.

Who knows how long ago, a bird crashed into my balcony door. I noticed him laying on the threshold when I opened my door several nights ago. I've finally gotten around to moving its little corpse into a bag. Yeah... A bird carcass is sitting inside my trash can. Don't worry about it. (P.S. Really, don't worry about it. I'm taking the bag out tonight.)

OK... Too many annoying status trends on Facebook lately. For example: "If your Dad is your hero, your best friend, or just the best Dad ever. Whether you are blessed to have your Dad still with you, or if he is an angel in heaven. Copy & paste this into your status and let everyone know you are proud of your Dad & that you love him & he is always in your heart & on your mind." " 5 years old: my mom is the best! 7 years old: Mom I love you. 10 years old: mom whatever. 17 years old: OMG my mom is so annoying. 18 years old: I wanna leave this house. 25 years old: I wanna go back to my moms house. 50 years old: I don't wanna lose my mom. 70 years old: I would...give... up everything for my mom to be here...with me...post this on your wall if you appreciate your MOMMA!" "BROTHER WEEK. If you have a brother who has made you laugh, knocked you around,stuck up for you, drove you crazy, hugged you, watched you succeed, saw you fall (o...

So remember that time my car got broken into in Provo because I accidentally left my door unlocked? I forgot again. And got robbed again. Now, don't judge me, folks. I COMPULSIVELY lock my car when I leave it. Sometimes I even push the lock button twice. I push the lock button on my key chain twice to hear my car honk, as if to say, "I'm locked, I'm locked!" I lock, lock, lock my car! However, sometimes I go and check my mail then come back to my car to get all my stuff (especially if I have lots of groceries). Such was the case on Friday eve. I probably came back to get my stuff and forgot to lock my car. On Saturday I went to get into my car, and the same setup had happened. I guess they're all alike. My sunglasses were out on my seat, my oil change card and car registration out of my glove compartment, etc. This time, I had no cash available to the thief. I also remembered, as I always do, to bring my iPod in the house. In my center console I have...