And this was my weekend...

This trash can was my best friend this weekend. No, not really. Preston was my best friend this weekend, but this trash can was a close second! On Saturday night it so kindly offered itself up as a receptacle for my previous night's meal. Isn't that pleasant?

I went to LA on Friday after school and by Friday night I was laying on the ground next to a hot tub, feeling like I was going to lose my lunch. I was such a bust all weekend. It seemed like I spent 48 hours on Preston's couch moaning and groaning about my impending death. Ya know what though? It was still so fun. Preston was so incredibly nice to me while I was sick and we had fun watching Conference. I even ventured out the Grove while he went to Priesthood. (That was a bad idea, by the way. I ended up sprawled out on a bench in the middle of the Grove while Jewel and Ty Murray walked by.)

All in all, I still had the greatest time and I can't wait for this weekend!