Because obviously nothing normal ever happens in my life.
At stake conference on Sunday, I'm sitting next to a lady I don't know. Let's call her LIDK.
LIDK: "You are going on mission?"
Camille: "No, I'm not going on a mission."
LIDK: "You are working on your papers?"
Camille: "...No...because I'm not...going on a mission."
LIDK: "That's okay, you still have many years until you old enough to put in papers."
Camille: "I'm 25...so, actually many years past 19. I'm just not going on a mission."
LIDK: "Oh, so you are blind?"
Camille: "..........No? I'm sorry, what.... I'm not going on a mission. My brothers did though."
LIDK: "Oh. So you have not gone on a mission."
Sunday night, Andrea and I both wanted brownies, and being the domestic goddesses that we are, we made our own from scratch.
Camille: "Chocolate chips would be so good in here. Do you have any?"
Andrea: "No, I don't."
Camille: "Neither do I."
--40 Seconds Pass--
Camille: "WAIT!!! I HAVE 13 POUNDS OF CHOCOLATE CHIPS!"
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen! Get home safely!