Your mom goes to college

The other day I got a text from LJ inviting me to go to IKEA with her and two of our friends named Ernie and Bert It was IKEA"s college night and if you showed your student ID, then you could win cool stuff at the front door. I had never been to IKEA before and so I decided to tag along. We first went through the door and got a cool little tool kit shaped like a house (I would post a picture, but I am on my mom's computer which only shows the HTML format and I'm not computer geeky enough to figure it out-Jay Kay!)

Anyway, we also got a little white envelope with a gift card that said, "Buy one cinnamon bun at the Bistro, get 1 Free!!!" I was kind of disapointed. After a little wandering around, LJ and I left Ernie and Bert at the Bistro and went back through the front door to see if we could win another cinnamon bun. The lady totally didn't even recongize us and we got another gift card. When I opened mine, it read "$50". I started to dance. LJ opened hers and it read "$100". She danced too and then we hugged. Then we blew off our free money through frivilous shopping for cool things like knives.

I think Ernie and Bert were a little Jel-lo, so that made the trip even more exciting. But then I think they tried to get us back by making us watch "Deja Vu" later on that night.



I don't like that movie...or Napoleon Dynomite

Hey Marie eat this

This last weekend, my mother and brothers headed up to Draper to go and chill with my aunt and cousins. My brother Jake went to a government-hosted science camp to go and chill with other geeks like him. My father and I stayed and chilled in the P to the Hood. Here's what went down.

On Thursday night, we ate wendy's. It was sorta good. We watched Hok and Anya go home. (Does your dad watch So You Think You Can Dance? Mine does...he watches America's Next Top Model too...then he switches to CSI and Last Comic Standing during the comercials).

Friday night I went and saw Hairspray. (Do I recomend it? Cheya!) Then I came home and my dad and I made a 6-layered chocolate cake that was supposed to be 10 layers, but ended up wabbling after layer 6. We ate that cake on platters until midnight watching The Soup (does your dad watch that too?)

Saturday, I sent out a mad hunt for the new Harry Potter book with my friend Stankho. We ended up finding it at our first stop, K-Mart. I took it home and my dad read the last chapter and the epilouge then kept asking me if I wanted to know how it ended

So, this weekend was pretty great. Dancining, hairspray, cake, Harry Potter, mi padre, and a pretty craptacular blog.