- Took my very first trip to an Apple Store. That place is crazy! And it makes me feel elderly.
- Brandon and I went out for a date and had Pho. I love Pho. For those unfamiliar with this gourmet concoction, Pho is a Vietnamese meat and veggie soup in an insanely delicious broth made better by chili oil and lime. Are you hungry yet? Because you know I am!!
- I was fortunate enough to be able to be a waitress for the Mother/Daughter silly supper put on by our Activity Day leaders. It was so much fun! I've always had a dream of being a waitress and it was my Sea Biscuit moment! I had two favorite parts of the night. First, I wore a mohawk that nobody really seemed to find odd. Which I guess means I'm way more punk rock than I realized. Second, I was able to get down with a bunch of 11 year old girls at a Justin Beiber dance party. One of the many perks of being primary president!
- We discovered an app that will take your photo and turn it into a picture of you either fat or old. It made me want to get some expensive moisturizers and go jogging. And while it gave us giggles, it gave Abby nightmares. (Honestly, I think I'm closer to nightmares than giggles too now that I re-think about it.)
- Brandon ran the furthest he's ever run in his life to this point- 5 miles. He did great. He's even flirting with the idea of running the SLC half marathon with me in April.
- We had dinner at Chef Niel's twice this week. He spoils us rotten! He fed Brandon some deep dish pizza that made him want to pack his bags and move to Chicago.
- Abigail got all gussied up and sold some girl scout cookies in front of an Albertson's. I believe it's an important right of passage to hawk wares for a good cause (at least, that's how I justify the mass quantity of cookies we've bought and consumed).
- Brandon got to venture out for 6am baptisms for the dead. He came back all holy ghost-y.
- My car received it's annual wash. It was at a critical point. I've had a smashed oreo on the floor of the back seat for over a month now.
- Watched the season finale of Downton Abbey and am filled with pain for the year I have to wait until the next season starts!
- And for Aunt Donna...you'll be happy to know that Abby let me know she doesn't think I'm that smart. At least, she said, not as smart as her 8 year old cousin Brinley. And trust me, I know I deserved that :)
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