winner winner chicken dinner

so yes, i did win. but not a chicken dinner. and now that i'm thinking about it...

 chicken sounds so good right now...

 like.. 


..KFC..


anyways! winner winner.

our ward had a hungarian dance! what is this you may be asking yourself? well, don't get too excited. it's just a dance. BUT! beforehand you make a list of the top 10 guys, or girls in the ward that you would want to go with. and in order! so if you put billy joe as #1 that pretty much means that you would fight off a whole army of ladies to have him be your date to the dance. but if you put karl as your #8.. that pretty much means you would like to go with him.. but if there is an army of girls you'll just let them have him. everyone turns in their lists and then each and every person is matched up with who was on their list, and what list's they were put on.

so with that! your list is practically a little secret of love affairs, and the buz of the ward until the couples are matched! my sneaky little roommate cherie however, decided to pull some strings (since she was one of the glorious people put in charge of deciding everyone's fate) and matched me up with someone outside of the ward. talk about a trick play.


i love my ward. this is the only SINGLES ward that i've ever been in where everyone has been so tight knit, and you know i'm all about that. so of course this made the dance ten times better. everyone wondering how everyone else was getting asked and excited for who's date was who. girls trading dresses, and doing each others hair. nail polishes being swapped to color match dresses. roommate outings to buy matching sunglasses and sweater vests. and then the decorations! balloons. streamers. a full blown DJ armed with a leaf blower with toilet paper attached to the end of it to unravel off into the crowd with the flip of a switch. food up in ying. and dericiouuuss cake. it was the perfect equations for a perfect night!


was there a dance competition? of course there was. did me and my date compete? of course we did. they had whoever wanted to dance their butts of come into the middle of the dance floor and shake what their mama gave them. if you were tapped you made it into the finals. if you weren't tapped... you were out. did me and my date get tapped? of course not. did we still act like we did and did we compete in the finals? of course we did...

..and did we win, without getting caught? OF COURSE WE DID. obviously whoever "the tappers" were, they couldn't recognize such a vast amount of talent. 


the dance was a success.

i give my ward mad props.

 cheerio!