Our 'Girls weekend'

I know, I know two blogs in one week! It's amazing! Now put your journals away and read on. I wanted to tell you about the girls weekend we just experienced. And for anyone who has never had a 'girls weekend' or has forgotten what they are like, let me refresh your memory. There are three qualifications: A-You have to be a girl. B-Any female, no matter what age is called a girl. C- You have to spend the night. I like to think of it as a Female version of the father-son campout . . . except you get to sleep in a bed and instad of talking about the priesthood, we go shopping!

I brought my camera and yet these were the only photos I took because we were so busy eating and talking and shopping that the camera was the last thing on my mind. And just for proof,

here is my mom talking and fixing us dinner. Did I mention that we talked and ate A LOT . . . oh, and also shopped. I think it may take me most of next week to rest up from the whole experience! But we had a great, wonderful, fantastic time, and when I got home my husband had done the laundry. And I thought to myself, life doesn't get much better than this.