Is This Real Life?

So, it was just a normal Saturday. Wake up late. Meet some friends for lunch. Spend some time at the mall. Come home to clean/sleep. I wasn't anticipating spending more money that day since this entire week has been somewhat expensive and I'm broke. However, my roommates wanted to go to Zupas, and who am I to argue when it comes to Zupas, right? We sit down and start inhaling our food. I just happen to glance over to the door and 2 gentlemen walk in wearing white shirts and slacks. One of them looked incredibly familiar. . . . The next words out of my mouth? "Holy crap!! Oh my gosh!!!" My roommates follow my gaze to find none other than Elder Holland walking up to order his dinner. I'm sure our faces were priceless. We then started formulating plans on how we could beg a handshake and maybe even a picture off of him. I know he probably gets sick of stuff like that, and really, probably just wanted to get his food and leave, but I guess things like this come with the job of being an apostle of the Lord. So one of my roommates and I decide to go "look" at desserts right before he gets to the cash register. He turned to look at us and says, "Well how are you lovely ladies doing tonight?" The words we rehearsed at our table flew out of our heads and we just stood there smiling stupidly at him. My roommate finally gets out "We're good . . . can shake your hand???" Me: "Yeah, me too??" Elder Holland: "Well, sure! That's why I came here!" Me and my roommate: Giggling stupidly as he shakes our hands. We walk away, but then decide we just can't life unless we get a picture with him. So, we walked back up and asked him. He said, "Why, sure! But only if you PROMISE me this won't end up on Facebook." Me: (dangit) "Oh, I swear it wont!!" Magically, a crap-ton of people run up behind us to get in the picture. Thank goodness for the technology of cropping a photo! I did promise not to put in on Facebook, but my blog doesn't count. . . Right?!?! It was such a good day today. My heart is just so full right now. Being able to hang out with friends and awesome roommates, meet an apostle of the Lord, and come home to a GORGEOUS sunset... man, it's times like these when I feel so grateful to be alive and a member of the Church.

MASH

After 2 weeks of absolutely dreadful training for my new job, I was about ready to shoot my foot. The last day was the worst. I spent my entire day on the computer and a conference call for a virtual class and the most I learned was how to say "Welcome to Wells Fargo, my name is Shalese. What can I do for you today?" Awful. So, on my last day, I decided to get in touch with my middle school self and played MASH. Here are my results: Meeting through my new, successful party planning business, Chris Evans and I will meet and fall in love immediately. He will convert. We will get married in the San Diego Temple. After a drastic career change from acting to carpentry, my Captain America will take me to Ireland to live out our days in a cliff-side mansion. We'll get started on our 3 kids right away and we'll have lots of horses. Unfortunately, at age 30, I will die in a tragic bungee jumping mishap. . . I was gunning for immortality, but you can't mess with the MASH god. This is real life people.