Oh my, oh my!! I can't believe I am still alive. A weekend is supposed to be relaxing not crazy. (even though a small bit of crazy is good). Well sit tight cuz here it goes.
Many of you know that It was my "Bright" idea to start the whole New Experience thing so here is my weekend:
Friday: I went to my fabrics class and then had dinner with the family at Native New Yorker where we watched this family of two young girls and there parents tear up there table. They had food all over the wall, table and floor. The poor waitress looked as though she could cry. I just sat there shaking my head when all at once they got up and hurried out of the resturant. Just a moment later the waitress came back and was shocked that they were not there. So as she was looking around my mom said to her that they had just left. So in the end they had Dined and Dashed. I have never before seen this happen but its not just teens that do this its whole familys!
Saturday: Went shopping with my grams and bought a great little black dress!
Sunday: Church was great! I wore my hair up, oh yes up, in two clips with a black head band and my black and white plaid skirt. Rocked it! Then after church packed my car full of teenage girls and went to party at Kimberly's house! Rachel spent the night and we had a blast!
Monday: Oh My Stars!! This is the first time that I have been to Dunking Donuts and received bad iced coffee! No, people, bad burnt tasting coffee!!! Good thing I had Rachel with me so she could see the true horror that flashed across my face! :( You should ask her about her coffee and see what shows on her face!! Then we were off to her house. I love my Friends but I do not believe in turning the other cheek to messy rooms! It is a major sin. So I intervened. I said Rachel I am staying and we are cleaning your bedroom! Three hours later (maybe 4) were were ready to vacuum and make her bed. Then we went to Ross and Marshall's! We got a jewelry stand and two storage boxes and the greatest picture frame!!! Yay us and Yay me!!
Monday:
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