I woke up today around 12:30, which I never, ever do. Ever. I got ready for church, which consisted of little more than a shower, a dress, and some mascara, then Ashley and I went to sacrament meeting. Our sacrament meeting was perfect. There weren't a lot of people there, and the testimonies were very sincere. After church, I walked over to the MC, which was completely empty, and wrote for about an hour. I also got a chance to read a few talks by general authorites. After reading/writing, I talked to Caitie over skype for another hour. I forgot how much I miss her. We talked about everything from Iceland to boys to how crazy it is that we're going to be mothers one day (which, by the way, is mind-blowing if you really think about it).
After that, I went home to find Eric Stephens! We shot the breeze for a while, planned the revolution that is our fight against the 'city hall' of Rexburg Housing, and then he left. Then I had some dinner, read a little, watched part of La Vie en Rose (Marion Cotillard is a goddess, by the way, and watching her as Edith Piaf completely broke my heart). The next two hours consisted of a power-nap, a conversation with my brother and a few other friends, and watching one of my favorite guilty pleasures, Charlie's Angels (not the semi-classic series with Farrah Fawcett, the campy one with Cameron Diaz). Right now, I'm sitting on the couch. It's 12:08 am, I have no homework due, tomorrow is a holiday, the door is half-cracked with a gorgeous night outside, and Thelma and Louise is on TV.
La vie est belle. La vie, c'est parfait.