twenty-three and a surreal weekend

so, i'm twenty-three now. it's good i guess. i just never really thought i'd get this far, you know? you think about reaching 21, because it's "so huge," and then 22 just comes after that. but 23 is something of a mystery. 

but, the only thing there is to do is plan for this to be the best year ever. 

i'm off to a good start--last weekend was pretty epic.

it really began on wednesday when we went to the graduate symposium on faith and knowledge. it was pretty cool. the food was good (and weird, at points) and the company was even better. after the dinner we went back to rebecca and carolyn's to make cookies and/or watch the office and pushing daisies. amazing pajamas were worn, including a legendary combination lock t-shirt. 

on thursday things started to get interesting. after dinner group and early birthday brownies, we went to a ward activity. the magic really began, however, when we realized that none of had to get up for anything early in the morning. Enter: sleepover madness and Fort. 

it took us about an hour longer than we thought it would to construct, but, with the help of several household appliances, various sheets, and a little English major ingenuity, we built the most superb fort ever. 

BEHOLD!!!

please notice carolyn's face in the bottom right corner. priceless.

a view of the inner sanctum

we spent the whole weekend hanging out in Fort, and every time we were away, we wished we were back.

but anyway, so we got up on friday morning  (though carolyn and rebecca were lame and slept in their BEDS) and went to kneaders, proprietor of delicious all-you-can-eat french toast. 

friday night we went to the cougarettes concert, as i am something of a cougarettes stalker connoisseur. it was amazing and made us want to dance all night long/learn this dance:

 here are some pictures of us at dinner at the always yummy los hermanos and at the show:

it was lovely. then we went back and hung out in Fort some more. we planned to play games or something but we just ended up talking and giggling. sometimes girl friends are the best.

saturday and sunday were pretty low key. having your birthday on a sunday is weird, but oh well. i did get to go home and have a scrumptious salmon dinner (much to meredith's chagrin) and double cream lemon pie. 

on monday i did a lot of shopping. here is what i bought. i love every single thing.

• two pairs of shoes (i tried to upload pictures, but it was taking too long and i was impatient. trust me, they are awesome.) one pair glitter, one pair black. with glitter.
• new dinner plates with gorgeous blue and white designs. i might be a little obsessed.
• two cardigans (my guilty pleasure). one navy, one gray.
• two striped shirts that are so soft.
• two t-shirts that have beautiful designs and are so soft.

we took a trip to the tanger outlets in park city and they were good to me. carolyn bought a crazy hat that i wish i had a picture for. 

monday night we went to a president's day dance party that was revealing in more ways than one. i decided that a dance party is the correct way to end every weekend. all in favor of instituting sunday night dance parties, say aye.

but then we had to go back to real life. but still, good times.

i really miss Fort. i hope we bring him (her?) back this weekend.