Stick your finger in my mouth and I'll kill you...what?

Okay, so that is really two stories...

Story one:

Ryan and I were at IKEA a few weeks ago and I had a close encounter of a different kind. Seeing as IKEA is new to all of us West Sacramentonians, confusion runs rampant. Apparently, a woman was trying to direct her friend towards the checkout area and as she turned to point, that's right, she stuck her finger in her mouth. IN MY MOUTH! Oh well, at least I won't have to wonder if the Swedish meatballs are any good or not... what?

Story Two:

I killed Heather on Saturday. Okay, so my murder mystery character, Jackqui, killed her sister, Mariella, who was Heather's character...it sounded so much more dramatic the other way. Anyway, as fun as the murder mystery party was it was very difficult to hate my Heather. I mean, she's my Heather! How can you hate that angelic little face framed by beautiful blonde hair and an unexpected, yet highly lovable, sweep of bangs? I love my Heather, just sayin.