Um, FHE... I guess.

Okay - I'm behind on blogging.  For some days, I wrote down what happened, just not in complete sentences.  Today, however, didn't have anything written... And there is only one thing I remember:  FHE.  We had our 4th week dinner at Randee Bergeson's house.  They made sloppy joes, hot dogs and fresh corn.  Apparently a bunch of people got lost on the way.  Thanks to mom, I made it without a problem.  I had fun talking with some people in the ward.  A group went skydiving this past weekend and had a blast.  One of the guys recommends skydiving so long as you don't have a fear of heights.  They started up a game of volleyball, so I headed out.