This one isn't fake. She really did. They're getting married either this summer or next January depending on his job/if he gets transferred/etc. They're SO darling. And her ring is beautiful!! I love life for them.

So this weekend, ha. This weekend was really really fun.

Friday night, I went on a group date with our ward SSP Tyler and some of the guys from his apartment. Ty's a nice enough guy, but I could see it being potentially awkward. Luckily, one of his roommates asked Kelsey and it was a blast! First we went to the Creamery on Ninth (Home Sweet Last-Year-Home) and got dinner. That brought back some awesome memories and I'm glad Kelsey was there so I wasn't totally nostalgic all by my lonesome. Then we went and played 4-on-4 Wallyball** on the racquetball courts in the RB. I was by far the best server (I know right?! I don't do sports!!) After a while we hung blankets over the net so we couldn't see what was going on on the other side! So flippin hard that way, and we couldn't see/make fun of the other team. After we played for a couple of hours, we went back to the boys' apartment and played Clue. Probably the most fun group date I've ever been on. Except my arm is sore.... Don't tell anyone.

**Wallyball=volleyball on a racquetball court with a beach ball from the dollar tree. At least, that's how we played it.

On Saturday, Kelsey and I decided we were gonna go to the 30 Seconds to Mars concert and the Snowboarding Superpipe Finals and Olympic Qualifiers in Park City that night. We texted and invited lots of different people from our ward, but it ended up being me, Kelsey, Alyssa, Tayler, Tyler, Eric, Dylan (all from the date last night), and CJ.

Yes. Love.

I noticed later that night that there were 4 guys and 4 girls, but it definitely wasn't a group date. The car-riding situation to Park City consisted of me and my roommates and CJ in his car, and Tyler, Eric, and Dylan in the other car. Ha, sad, right? I can only imagine what those other guys were thinking... *grunt grunt* Ughhhhh how did CJ get to ride with all those girls! That's totally not fair... *grunt grunt*

Anyway, I sat in shotgun while CJ drove and the other ladies squished in the back seat. (Later that night my roommates decided that CJ and I had quality "Front Seat Bonding Time" and of course he'd be interested in me after that. I still really don't believe them though.) We basically had a Jason Mraz concert on the way up there. He had every flipping Mraz song imaginable and it was wonderful. Tay and I luuuurve Jason Mraz, and apparently CJ does too. (Yes, more love) Singing along to my most favorite songs ever just made the night that much better.

The drive up the canyon was scary and snowy and slow and I'm SO glad I wasn't driving. Sitting in the front was frightening enough. I had my first experience sliding on the ice in a car, and I felt really dumb/terrified because I didn't know what was going on. But we didn't even die.

When we got to Park City it was FREEZING and awful and snowy and yuck. We had to park super far away and by the time we got there, the concert had just ended and they were announcing the 2010 Olympic Team (which was still cool, but I was bummed about the concert). I only slipped and fell on the ice a couple times, and CJ and I walked together-alone* for the approximately 3 miles back to the car. My lovely roommates planned that and were making fun of us I'm sure from behind.

*We walked with each other, but alone and away from everyone else.

We all stopped in Heber for 7-11 hot chocolate. When we first got there I thought it was going to be a train wreck. First of all my hot chocolate just came out as brownish hot water with no chocolate flavor at all. Then CJ and Kelsey took all of the shaky-marshmallows. But CJ felt bad (because I was really upset about the marshmallows) and asked the store lady if we could get some more. She brought out a brand-new totally-full shaker of marshmallows and refilled the hot chocolate machine. :) Then the world was better. On top of that, they had the most delicious and gourmet caramel and white chocolate and raspberry and minty creamers I've ever seen, and cinnamon and chocolate powders to add. I think I put 3 caramel creamers in mine and about 5 in CJ's as we were driving.

In the car, we talked about basically everything under the sun. But when it was just the two of us talking, mainly he talked (Big change for me). We talked about his family, high school, his mission, his job, etc. And maybe this is why I can be so in love with him right now, and maybe he's not. I know lots, but he doesn't know hardly anything about me.

When we got home it was only like 11:30pm but it felt way later. CJ parked in the Riv parking lot and everyone got out. Except for me. The car on my side was waaaaaaaaaaaaay too close and I couldn't get out. I was going to try to climb over the driver's side but CJ got back in the car and drove us to another parking spot on the other side of the lot. We looked over and saw Tyler out of his car and looking at the bumper of another car in the lot. Apparently he was trying to look cool and slid on the ice instead, but luckily nothing happened to his car or the other guy. But we definitely had a good laugh about that. As soon as we parked, CJ asked if he could get my door. The way he asked wasn't creepy or weird at all, it was just very casual and courteous. And it was the first time I've had butterflies since I can remember. Except I felt really dumb because as he opened my door, I realized all my junk was all over the floor by my feet, so I had to gather all that up while he waited in the freezing cold for me to get out of the stupid car.

I'm just a tiny bit concerned about this whole thing though. I've seriously never fallen this hard this fast. And I'm pretty sure it's just gonna end in heartbreak on my end. But like usually when I fall, I can only see the good in them and I'm totally oblivious to the bad. But I can definitely see both in him. He's pretty quiet. He's awkward sometimes (but c'mon, who isn't?!). He's not very outgoing or assertive. For the most part he would keep to himself if he wasn't approached by other people. But he's smoking hot. And he's really friendly once you get to know him. And he's the most gentlemanly gentleman I've ever met in my life.

I'm trying not to let myself think that this one feels totally different than any of the others. That it's just my brain/heart wanting to think it is.

But it really does feel different. And that terrifies me.