Wednesday, October 17, 2012

do blondes, do they like really have more fun?

Do blondes, do they like really have more fun?
Since the time I saw this movie, I have wondered if it's a true statement.
I'm starting to think that it is.
We do crazy things and it's 100% acceptable.. cause we're blonde.
However.. I've had some good times with folks with brown hair too..

An awesome example of this is this last week.
Holy cow you guys.
It was absolutely INCREDIBLE!
Here's just a few of the things I participated in.

Starting with Sunday (Oct. 7)
I have the cutest friends in the world.
We decided that we should maybe go up the canyon between conference sessions.
This was decided based on several different factors.
   1. The canyon has some pretty killer colors happening
   2. It was a pretty beautiful day. Not too hot. Not too cold.
   3. My roommate lost her beloved Richie. A very disgusting mouse. Meaning we had to have a service. It was beautiful.

We then got home and decided that our time would best be spent making the best fort anyone had ever seen.

 After which we made the snap decision to send out christmas cards.
Cue the twinkle light photos.

So.. like I said. I have the cutest friends in the world. 
On Monday (Oct. 8) we went shopping. 
After hearing about Alexa's incredible shopping experience, we had to go.
To put it simply, I spent about $50 on like... 10 different articles of clothing

Tuesday (Oct 9)
I got to spend some quality time with one of the cutest babies on the planet
He goes by the name of Krew Hunter.
I love him.
He's the best.

Wednesday (Oct. 10)
Unfortunately there will be no photos for this day as it was the boring day of the week.
By boring I mean it was the most calm.
All I did was go to school, attend Wolverine Wednesday, take a nap, go to work, come home and party with my roommate.
This song was the theme of the night because it was stuck in my head and I sang it all night long.
I may have said some weird stuff.. but I will not disclose this information because it will most likely cause me much embarrassment.

Thursday (Oct. 11)
80's night.
We decided that after living in Utah our whole lives and being over 18 for the past 1.5 years we should maybe take the plunge.
So we did.
I consulted the coolest cat on the planet with what we should wear.
Those of you who know my mom, you know that she would only have good ideas. She's the best.
We decided that dressing in the same fashion as the stoners of the 80's would give us the best results: minimal grinding and butt grazing.

Unfortunately for us...
The outfits did nothing for the grinding and butt grazing attempts.
Another unfortunate.
The boys (well humans rather - some girls attempted too which is super nuts) were not attractive. In the least.
However, we did see some cool peeps when we arrived. So we danced the night away.
It wasn't until 2:00 A.M. that we were headed home.

It was a blast. 
But the weirdness of the night didn't hit me until we got home.
I'm not entirely sure, but I may or may not have gotten 2nd hand high. 

Friday morning (Oct 12) was a toughy.
I don't know how people go clubbin' on the reg.
Too tired for that.
In attempts to recuperate from the previous night's partying, we got some hot chocolate and drove around for a while.
It didn't work.
I slept the rest of the day away and I'm pretty sure I'm still not over it.

Saturday (Oct. 13) was spent doing a whole bunch of shopping with my mom.
I love her.
She's the funnest person to hang out with.
While it may not sound like the coolest thing when you read this (I'm almost certain it won't), it actually was.
My mom understands my obsession with Harry Potter but doesn't share it, unfortunately.
However, for some reason she decided to make up some spells with me on Saturday.
Her best one was
"By the pricking of my thumb
  You are really really dumb"
My mom, in short, is hilarious.
Shortly after shopping I attented The Haunted Circus and barely survived.
The thing is, the haunted house wasn't even that scary.
But my paralyzing fear of the dark coupled with my fear of clowns was not a good combo.
I closed my eyes about half the time while Nicole - usually the sissiest person at haunted houses - was left to navigate us through.

Naturally my life is awesome.
Nah... this last week was awesome.
I'm hoping this week will be just as incredible.
But... it's unlikely.

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