Well, I'm no longer a teenager. I turned 20 on Sunday. How weird is that?
I had a barbecue on Friday night with people in my apartment building. Annie gave me a black purse with a lion on the side (representing Leo, my sign), Jessica gave me pink flipflop floating candles, Ryan gave me a $40 gift card to Lane Bryant, and Kim gave me some scrapbooking stickers. It was a pretty OK barbecue. The friends from high school I invited didn't show, oh well. Though Keri Norman (who I haven't seen since GradNight) came near the end.
Saturday I woke up at 7:00 (Ugh) and picked up Honeyman. We went over my M&D's house. Meridith picked up Garrett. We all left for the Days of '47 Parade in Salt Lake City at about 8:00.
The parade was fun. At one point Honeyman nudged me and said "the guy, him!" while pointing to the upcoming truck/float/thingy. Corbin Allred was standing on it with a Saints and Soldiers movie poster. Forgetting that A) No one around me knew who the heck he was, B) He was ten feet in front of me, and C) I am dang loud... When I saw him I yelled "CORBIN!!!" He looked right at me and smiled then cupped his hands to his ears as to say "what?" I had a sudden anxiety attack. I didn't mean for him to notice me, I was just excited to see HIM. I couldn't yell "I loved your sitcom on TGIF! I loved your movie with Dan Akroyd, Kirk Douglas, and Jenny McCarthy! I loved your scene in Robin Hood: Men in Tights! I loved your episode of Dharma & Greg! I loved your episode of CSI!!!" So I yelled "Ummm, I love you!?" He chuckled and yelled, "I love you, too!"
Corbin and Jenny McCarthy:

For the rest of the day whenever I started giggling Honeyman would chuckle and say "Corbin loves you, too", hahaha.
That night we went to dinner with M&D in Park City. While taking me home Honeyman stopped at his house and gave me two dozen roses (one dozen pink, one dozen yellow)
[Click here for a pic of them]
Then we hung out with Jessica, Cuz, and Mandy 'til late.
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Amanda slept over last night and gave me a ride to work this morning, thank goodness. No weird bus patrons (including Girl-Who-Sits-On-Luggage-Rack-Every-Time) for me!
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