So this weekend. I got brave.
(Shocking, I know!)
Anyways, I was brave and went to my very first MG party.
It only took me 7 months to get the guts to go...
I am now kicking myself in the butt, trying to figure out why the crap I didn't go to a party sooner!
MG's are some of the most dedicated, loving, sweetest, stubborn girls you will ever meet.
We were pretty much pro at awkward pauses, and random subject changes that came out of nowhere.
It was awesome getting to talk about my boy and not have people get the look on their face of
"please stop talking about your missionary, I'm sick of hearing about him"
We wanted to hear everyone's story, and all about their missionary.
I also think I consumed waaaaaaaaaay too much sugar.
And I may or may not have been the first one to fall asleep.
I'm gonna start going to these things more often!
Love those girls!
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