I added him. Why wouldn't I?

Oh wow. It's like, what have Ally and Lisa been doing, you know? We know. We'll tell you.

We had a grilled cheese/camping party in our dorm room to kick off our own personal camping week. We fed the multitudes with 7 loaves of bread and one giant $15 block of cheese. And our griddles. We estimate that we made about 60 (+/- 2) sandwiches. Nothing feels better than grillin' up some cheese for your pals with the soft Sunday sound of John Denver crooning in the background.
Those were the days.

The word even got out on the international scale. We're going global.

How was our actual Camping Week? Take a look.


Yep. Heaven.



We went to San Jorge with a bunch of girls we barely even know and hardly ever see.

JK, gigglz. We went with all the thirty one hun-doh girls.

and Natalie.


Some highlights included:
-hikin'
-paintin' nails
-takin' pictures
-findin' a lizard the size of a Komodo Dragon under a pillow near the television
-watchin' Bromwyn calmly handle the lizard situation
-hot tubbin'
-drivin' around roundabouts
-seein' where HSM 2 took place in real life
-goin' to dinner with Andrea's mom
-droppin' unnecessary "g's" on the end of words

Natalie extended her vacation indefinitely and bunked with us in our room here at BYU for a week.



Luckily we still had the air mattress. In fact, we still do. Anyone is welcome since our room feels empty and too big now. We miss Natalie, as do all the DJ girls. She really captured their hearts.


Finally, on Saturday, we proved Lil Jon right.

Crunk most certainly ain't dead.

Before

That's us. As a cowgirl and a mobster.

After

Lisa, Nick, Caleb, Ally

This is us with our beloved bottles of Teddy's Rootbeer after a few poker games, four Dollar Tree tattoos, three shot gunned Pixie Stix, some hits of diabetic friendly Too Tart spray, and 20 minutes of the movie Maverick with no sound. Hats off to those boyz for a gr8 'appearance of evil' night.