Once upon a time I got engaged to a great family. :)
Cameron's family came up this week for conference. We had a birthday party for Elisha, his (my?) niece. Ate awesome food. Went to a mission reunion. (where I found out just how grateful I am for Cameron going to an English speaking mission...) Conference was incredible. I love listening to the Prophet & Apostles & the Relief Society General Presidency. I'm really excited for the conference issue to come out. :)
Saturday night, Cameron's dad got tickets for the guys to go to the priesthood session of conference, so they left the ladies clad in white shirts and ties and the ladies got a babysitter. :)
Emilee, Adrienne, Kiara, Amberlee, & I went to Bajio grill for dinner. I love good Mexican food. They have this green salsa that's to die for. Afterward we decided to go to the Melting Pot for some dessert. We figured it wouldn't be busy cause of the conference...wrong. We waltz in there and ask for a table for 5 and the hostess just looks at us like we're stupid. It's a Saturday night at a super nice restaurant. Do we have a reservation? not a chance. We put our names on the list and set out to kill 2 hours of wait time. We're on Main st. in SLC and decide to walk to the Gateway Mall just because. We grossly underestimated the distance from the Melting Pot to the Gateway. Ha. It was over a mile...which in tennis shoes wasn't really a big deal, but Emilee was wearing 4 inch heel boots, Kiara was in flip-flops (and it was cold and rainy), and Amber had just gotten 3 stitches in her ankle. We were collectively a mess. We arrived at the Gateway and found a bathroom and some fantastic leather couches with suede pillows. The conversation was great and it was nice to sit down in the quiet for a bit. (I still don't know what building we were in...the doors into it were locked. Some random guy with a keycard let us in...VIP status, what can we say?) It was getting close to when the guys' meeting let out, so we decided to call the Melting Pot and change our reservation to 9 people instead of 5, and just see how much longer that made our wait...The hostess shocked us when she said she could get us in in 10 minutes. Emilee zipped her shoes back on in a flurry and we set off back to the restaurant. Actually...we set off to chase down the Trax train, which we missed by about a minute. So we first ran AWAY from the restaurant, before giving up the chase and just booking it to the restaurant. It's cold and wet remember, and we're running like mad. Amber's stitches are itching. Kiara has taken her shoes off and is now running barefoot through cold, muddy puddles. Emilee is a total babe acting like her 4 inch heels are cross trainers. And me...I just laugh. :) It was hilarious. About halfway there, Adrienne pulls a "just go! Leave me!" lol. I love the drama of it all. These women are quickly becoming my good friends. It's amazing to feel so accepted by a family you hardly knew a few short months ago.
The Calls get it done though. We made it to the Melting Pot in about 14 minutes. Not too shabby. We didn't look too worse for the wear either. :) We took our table and decided to wait for the guys, who, upon finding out where we were and what we were doing promptly informed us that they were "going to Tucanos for some meat." awesome. As women, we all figured they would jump at the chance for some ridiculously indulgent chocolate. guess they've got some priority issues to figure out. :) We decided to eat for 9 anyway and ordered 3 pots of chocolate and all the dippings. :)
Strawberries, bananas, brownies, cheesecake :) mmm. There wasn't a drop left. It was purely GNO.