The weekend was excellent, Flagler was awesome.  Everything (even the dance!) was cool.  We requested Bohemian Rhapsody, plugged our ears to Kelly Clarkson (Allen and Stephen hate it too) and I even danced (and everyone in the world gasps). Nicole basically put my arms on Stephen and said dance with such a threatening look that I did.  We went out to the beach the next day and Allen fell into Puget Sound in the freezing weather.  The retreat was so fun (NO PURPLE) and everyone, including the lame people who did not come to Flagler (*cough*DJ*cough*) is going.  Snowy place, Lazy F.

And after the retreat, we had youth group, and it was fun.  It was only Stuart and Steven and Brain (my men, as my dad calls them, but they are such girlfriends) so they got to split the rest of the cake (but Emsy got none, boo hoo).  Then we played the “comfort zone” game (we need suggestions, none more than PG please).  Fun game, I got “act like your gym teacher” for my turn.  Steven and Stuart finally returned my duct tape, and we listed off movies for next week’s movie night.  The “guys” movie is gonna rock, I’m so not going to the chick-flick..