Friday: my idiot date cancelled on me but hey I am kind of glad that I got to just chillax at the parentals instead
Saturday: woke up. watched tennis. played softball. put together a 100 ft slip-n-slide and slipped down for 2 hours. went to the Ingrid Michaelson concert in SLC. went swimming in a saline pool outside. went to the grocery store at 1:30 am.
Sunday: church stuff from 7:30 am until 2:30 pm. nap from 2:30 until 6:30. dinner with family. ward prayer. dove deep with a close friend. bed.
I am so sore. I feel like someone beat the living you know what out of me. Seriously I am worse than a prego lady on bedrest. Just come over and give me a massage.