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My Week with the Men

This last week I have spent entirely with men. It's been awesome and I haven't laughed this hard in awhile. And very interesting. Lets just say, you don't want to come in our house right now because it smells bad. We forgot that when you dump week old leftovers in the trash that you should immediately take the trash outside. Ha!

Friday I got to spend all day with my dad. We went out for bbq, made the wedding invitations, and watched Catching Fire. I love watching movies of books with him because I get to answer all his questions afterwards and I feel so smart.

Saturday I had to work all day, spent the night with Sammy. I got a text telling me there was Pizza Hut at home. I later found out that my mom is the one who actually ordered said pizza for us, all the way in Utah. Classic.

Sunday we all didn't feel good so we just took it easy. I made spaghetti for dinner and was lectured by my brother on the proper amount of sauce for spaghetti. He poured the rest of the cold sauce on his spaghetti, that's how bad I did haha!

Monday I came home and my dad made me pancakes and eggs for dinner. It was so good! Then the three of us just stayed up talking for a couple hours.

Tuesday I came home and Tanner told me there was dinner in the fridge. I found a pan of Kraft Mac and Cheese sitting in there with no covering, and bacon in a bowl. It was a very manly dinner.

Wednesday I had a poetry reading so I stayed really late at school. Luckily there was food at the event because I have no idea what those boys had for dinner.

Thursday I came home and the boys were watching Electra. I couldn't take the movie seriously. Oh Jennifer Garner, what were you doing? Especially the final fight scene, oh, I'm going to go fight a huge fight so, I shall put on my red corset. Apparently it is a classic though, it has ninjas and fighting. Haha!

Friday we went to Sam's club to print out wedding invitations. We had Dairy Queen while we waited for them to print. We walked around Gander Mountain and bought some squirrel targets. We're going to go shooting sometime this week, I am so excited! And then, I saw Divergent with Sammy.

So far that's been my week with the men. It's been great :)

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