Who Says Wisdom Can't be Glamorous?

OMGOSH! My day was SO. MUCH. FUN.  

 

The LDS Storymakers Conference is da bombdiggity, with a capital DIGGITY! 

It was laugh-out-loud funny at times, and tear-jerking inspirational at other times. And no one laughed OR cried louder than moi. I definitely got my money's worth. Ask DeNae or Melanie J.

Are we the Charlie's Angels of writer's or what?  (I dibs Kelly).

This is DeNae. Melanie J. introduced us in blogland because she thought we would hit it off and she was oh sooooo right.  

For your viewing pleasure I will now reveal raw, uncut, candid photographic evidence of our true personalities when we didn't know the camera was looking. 

Did I not predict Melanie J. would be America's Next Top Model? And did I not say that DeNae was a sassy pants? She's slightly wack-a-doodle doo too?  And how many times have I said that I am not afeared to poke your eyes out? As you can see, the proof is in the pudding. 

Besides my strange friends, I also met some strange strangers today. Some strangers were stranger than other strangers, but some were pretty cool. I lucked out and sat by the pretty cool strangers at lunch and dinner. To my left were two chicas from Arizona, both BYU-Hawaii alumni--one majored in English and, get this, we had the same teachers!  You should have heard us gossiping like school girls all the way through the entertainment. 

To my right were two chicas from Virginia, one of which went to college with Melanie J., and one of which told me her mom was raised in Laie and graduated from Kahuku High School. She told me her mom has a license plate that says Red Raiders For Life.

I didn't want to break it to her that what they didn't say on the license plate was "Red Raiders For Life, unless you move away within the first week of school and want to say goodbye to all your childhood friends cuz we don't give visitor passes during the first week of school, however we do give them during the second week of school, unless you've attended Kahuku High School before, in which case we don't give visitor passes at all. In in other words, you're not welcome here anymore. Ever again. Don't let the door smack your okole on your way out. Mahalo!" 

That's what our t-shirt says, anyway.

Good thing I don't hold grudges.

During lunch, and for most of the workshops, I sat by this girl.

I'm holding up her name badge because she has the coolest name ever. 

Sadie Starling--how famous is she going to be with that name? 

Sadie Starling--coming soon to a bookstore near you!  

With a name like that, who cares about the quality of your writing or the substance of your plot? It's like trying to turn a man's head when you're super model gorgeous. Easy Peasy. 

Me? I'll have to work twice as hard as Sadie Starling to get published, just as I have to work twice as hard to turn a man's head.

Btw, do you guys know my real name?  The name on my birth certificate?  It starts with a De and ends with a bra.  

My twins think if I ever get rich and famous I should use the pseudonym "De Bra" but I'm leaning more towards "De Brah" or "De Braddah." 

What do you guys think? 

Oh, dangit, I digress, and I still have so much to say, but you're probably getting bored by now, huh? Don't let me forget to tell you later how I ran into my dept. student secretary from BYU-H at the conference. She was wearing the most dazzling eyeliner from Victoria's secret.  It was so sparkly that I couldn't stop looking deep into her eyes. And getting sleepy.  Melanie J. says I get distracted by shiny things. Maybe because she saw me get hypnotized by a ring that Kazzy was wearing. Truly, it was the most bee-U-tiful ring in all the land. Kazzy, please post a photo of it so my readers can get hypnotized too. 

I did wear a sparkly necklace to the conference today, but only because I think necklaces can make important statements.  The statement I made today was, "Whoo says wisdom can't be glamorous?" 

I think I might wear my Peace necklace tomorrow, although people might misunderstand me and think I'm endorsing it. Hopefully they will be able to figure out that I just look really good in peace. 

And anyway, who says peace can't be glamorous?

P.S. I didn't meet Annette Lyon today, but I promise to get photographic evidence tomorrow.  

P.S.S.  Guess what Melanie J. eats? Chocolate covered cinnamon bears and multi-flavored Swedish fish. 

P.S.S.S.  Remind me to tell about my stone cold heart and how I know it's like the Wicked Witch of the West. It's melting.