We = famous

So, I am supposed to be throwing away the world this week because the Reidster is out of town. So, if you see a dumpster delivered to our house, you know what we are trying to tackle. Anyways, I tried to get Julia's hilariousness and mine combined so we could post about our famous weekend, but alas. So let's get the Stephenie Meyer weekend started!!!

Here is the Jones sisters waiting 1.25 hours inside the Marcos de Niza auditorium waiting for our idol to come out and greet us. We had to wait outside first. But I'm sure you can all tell that from the amount of shine on my face.


And p.s. If you buy a digital camera for $100, it will exactly act like $100. No more.

Here is a crappy picture of our idol answering ridiculous questions that people we were embarrassed to be associated with were asking..



Like these creepsters who wore long capes with hoods. Scared.


Once again, you get what you paid for in camera world.

And then there is glasses girl who thought she was the shiz. Or maybe we were secretly jealous of her announcing which group was next skills..


Here is our wonderful surrogate mother Lesli Spafford getting her book signed by Stephenie Meyer. And our mother treated us to Paradise Bakery for lunch. Love her.


Here is Stephenie Meyer signing my book but sadly only my boob was able to jump into the picture. Boobs, I think you get enough attention. Geez. Can't you see Stephenie carefully signing the book of her #1 fan? I am pretty sure we are best friends/she has acknowledged me as a fan. I should have worn my BYU sweatshirt with my Muse shirt on top of it. Then we would have really been friends. Behind the lady in the white shirt was the uber creepster pile of fan letters/stalker mail/drawings that fans had brought Stephenie. Not kidding. Yikes.

And here is us with our wonderful mother excited for life. And no, Annie's freakishly excited face is not for Stephenie Meyer. It is because I found the game boy in Daniel's room and she was being allowed to play it.


And here is another photo documenting Julia's presence. We were too scared to ask the crazy fans to take a big picture of us.