The Other Holiday

• This past weekend was General Conference. That is fine! General Conference is basically a holiday in the Mormon world. We have Labor Day, Halloween, Christmas, St. Patty's Day, Valentine's Day, Thanksgiving, and General Conference.  It's great. The most relaxing holiday ever. 8 hours of inspired words, lots of food, pajamas, and the occasional sleep sesh. Minus the fact I had a ton load of homework. Life was great. 

Saturday we rolled out of bed and posted up in the living room for the Morning sesh. The afternoon sesh I actually got to go to, courtesy of Joyce DeLawder. Let me say this, 2 girls + 4 grown men=6 people smashed in one car. Whoo, it was a hot ride. We were careful to choose music that would not frighten the spirit too much. Aka: DMX, Jason Derulo, Wiz Khalifa, Akon-the classics. We got to conference a little late, but still managed to snag some Terrace seats and look good (see picture below)

After conference, the men had to attend their private priesthood sesh, so naturally Callie and I did what most women would do in this situation. In addition to discovering we were twins. We ate,

Had a photo shoot

Camping and Crabby

What do I just love this girl?

Shopped.
We made some great purchases may I add.
They included:

• 1 red cardi, 1 tan cardi
• 1 sickee  iPhone cell phone cover
• Crackle nail polish

(we bought this previous 2 purchases from Urban Outfitters-Yes, we are so trendy)

• Almost some sweet stache glasses (see picture for visual)-practically a necessity for any outfit. You can just put your pedophile face on when you feel like it. 

Orange Julius
Bracelets
and Shoes. (no trip is complete without a new pair of shoes. Let's be honest)
Oh and did I mention I became a X-MEN while we were there?

Yes, this is me, In case you couldn't recognize how B.A.  I looked. 

Ladies and Gentlemen-we did this all in under 2 hours. That's my kind of shopping!
 Sunday: Waffles. Pasta. Ice Cream. Repeat. HOORAY.
Also, let's just say this about my appearance on Sunday. I straightened my hair on Friday, left it straight Saturday and Sunday. Therefore, if you are good at math, you will realize that yes, I did not shower for 2 days. Sunday I stayed in my PJs all day. I also did not brush my teeth. That was an accident. Did I mention I feel asleep without brushing them Saturday night too? That was an accident as well. Probably I was nast. There may or may not have been enough grease in my hair to fry a Big Mac. When I took my hair tye out, my hair stayed in place. Some may call this crusty, I call it comfort. I never let myself go. I have to admit, I enjoyed every second of being a grunge.
Whatever. Don't judge. I did not step outside into the human public once that day. I did not even open my door. We closed all the blinds. Made our house like a cave. And just became hermits all the day. Pure Bliss. I could get use to that.