"awesomeness: i just walked up to give the prayer in sac mtg and my skirt was unzipped in the back. and a boy had to come over after i sat down to let me know" —an out of state bff.
Just right now as I was changing the sheets on the beds downstairs in the green room:
Friend: "We need to get dinner soon. I am going to marry this boy"
Me: "Which one?" [last time we talked, there were 2 possible contenders.]
Friend: "The widower"