I have a lot to type, but I don't think I'll be able to finish tonight, just because . . . I'll say that later. Suspense! Haha!
So, we took Grandma across Michigan (not really). Before we even reached Detroit, I think she was holding herself. She was in pain from all the bumps in the road. But I think we reached two different construction zones on the way there. The first one only one lane was cut off, and we were going so slowly, we had to stop numerous times. But by the time we got there, we found that it was the off ramp that was under construction and the shoulder of the highway. So it went smoothly for a while after that. And then we reached the edge of Detroit, and the whole highway was closed up ahead. We had to take side streets.
Then we dropped Grandma off at Dana's and made our way to my other Grandma's. Before we really got that far, Mound road was down to one lane, so we took a side road. I think there was another construction zone, but I forgot it. But the point was, a three hour trip took us four hours. Stupidity.
To make matters worse, it was raining . . . hard . . . since I woke up. It didn't stop 'till a few minutes after we reached Grandma Gordon's house. A lot of rain.
That took a lot shorter amount of time than I had in my head. Dang it.
Well, since my Aunt Lisa was leaving Michigan the next day, my Grandma and she made up a Thanksgiving dinner. Man, that ham was really, really good. Methinks I like the butt portion better than whatever that was, though. More moist, the butt. That totally sounds wrong, but it's true!
That night, my dad went to his class reunion, and Mom went with him. I was left to take care of Ben. I had to feed him dinner (which apparently I didn't give him enough of. He handed me the plate when I asked if he was all done). I failed. I also had to put him to sleep. He woke up screaming a while later. I failed. I'm just a failure.
But while I was savoring non-Ben time, I took the time to play a game with the younger ones. I told Joe to organize everyone, and then I took off running. At first I hid at the back of the little corn field, but then I realized I could scarcely move without making a noise. So before Joe had them all under control, I pelted across the garden (separate from the field) and by the barn. I hid in the depths of the shadows . . . mostly a pine tree. I could feel the needles through my Capri's.
A while after that I ran off and howled. I could hear all the children get excited and pelt towards where I made the noise. Instantly, I was off in front of the house, and then around. I howled only once after that, and then turned myself in after about half an hour. We chilled for a while. I went in and watched a few movies that were on. I put Ben back to bed again, after letting him scream for about half an hour.
I went to bed around midnight, I think. I got dressed, rocked Ben back to calmness, took the dog out, and then went to sleep, making sure I turned off the nightlight (even though Joe *can't* sleep without it--I cracked the door instead) and jumped into bed. Mom and Dad returned from the party about two-thirty, so Mom told me.
That night was rough. I didn't really have any problems for the dog, for once, but I couldn't fall asleep. I wanted to be in my bed, because my bed's actually comfortable, and I had to make sure I didn't hog the whole bed (which is/was a double size). Another problem with that night was Ben. He just kept waking up and screaming. Blah.
In the morning I didn't really bother to try to hold onto my sleep for that long. It was just too busy inside and outside the room. I hate sleeping in other peoples houses. You just can't get any sleep. Unless it's a sleepover. You can come up with some crazy things. But I still like sleeping in my room, on my bed.
Anyway, the next morning I picked up The Crystal Cave and started reading it. The book did get better, even though I'm still only . . . oh, a quarter of the way finished? It's due on the 14th! I'll definitely have to renew it, methinks.
I got to watching Mythbusters, too. They had a marathon. It was awesome, even though Grandma and Lisa called me one of the boys. Kirk (my uncle) and my dad just turn on baseball or whatever and that's all they watch. I wouldn't mind if it were hockey, but them two only really like baseball and football (*gags*). As I said, hockey's okay, the rest just aren't.
But Dad made an estimate we'd leave at 5:19 (much to my displeasure--I wanted to leave before Ben took his nap) and surprisingly, that's exactly when we left. Kinda eerie. We did have another fight, though. It only lasted about a minute, but I did have to hold back tears, once again.
On the bright side I did get to see Grandpa's grave with Lisa. It was strangely peaceful and nice at there. *sighs* Why do graveyards have such a bad reputation?
Oh! And I did get pictures of the table, but I haven't taken pictures of my recent artworks, so I'm hopefully going to upload them Tuesday or somethin'. I'm busy Monday, meknows. It's still cool lookin'.
So we rode on back home. When we almost reached Dexter we heard on the radio something about a tornado. Ben started yapping again, so we shushed him, and then Joe started talkin', and we shushed him. And then started singing or whatever he does, so Joe and I both clamped a hand over his mouth. It was kinda funny. He shut up, at least.
And it was windy when we got home, so I hurried and shut the rabbit pen door, just in case Butter's and Midge's cages blew over. I took down the flag so it didn't get ripped the shreds (not taking into consideration the "the flag doesn't touch the ground". I'd rather it didn't get ripped than merely touch the ground). And then because there was a tornado threat, we hiked down to the basement. Eventually everyone left, so I hopped onto the computer.
I first signed into my email, only something about a new person on the TMNT-Forum. I deleted that; they didn't even log on yet. Then I went to Artist's Block. People voted on the smilies, but otherwise there weren't any new posts that concerned me. Really, I need to get AB movin' again. it's eerily silent. *hears crickets on site*
Then I signed into Facebook, and Henry was on. I dunno how the conversation got started, but I think I just said "hey". He mighta, but seriously, my memory is like the memory of an old fart. Blah. Me hates it. I just hope I remember my dramatic Kifu/Leonard scene.
But . . . we finally set up a date! YES! *jumps up with joy* So, we're going to the movies tomorrow, apparently he and his dad are picking me up, and then we're going to the movies. I has to get done being ready at two thirty, I told myself, but it's probably going to be sooner. I just don't think I'm going to be able to sleep, even though I sort of feel like dropping dead right now. I'm excited, but the humidity and heat is just lulling me gently to sleep. Stupid Michigan.
Yeah. So, Henry and I had an argument over money, too. *laughs sleepily* I was this close *holds fingers apart minusculey* to actually rolling on the floor, gasping for breath, yet still laughing. Thank God for spell-check. I don't even believe in God. Psh. Anyway, I'm getting off-topic.
He also said . . . wait, I didn't even finish that one thought. So, finally we decided he busy the tickets, and I buy the popcorn. I like popcorn. They don't call me popcorn piggie for nothin'. My back hurts from this heavy towel on my head. Stupid shower. Heck, I have short hair! I shouldn't need a towel! Off topic again. *sigh* Anyway, I threw it aside.
This journal's long. It's killing me.
So, after talking about some disturbing topics (*cough cough* Renoir, he is!), I just totally forgot what the heck went on. My memory fails me.
Joe just came down and said, "Needed Arf-Arf and Blankie." Random.
So . . . I'll be sure to talk about the date. Because that's going to be the biggest thing of Monday. Tomorrow. Besides taking the late books to the library, of course. 'Cause the library's all-important. Haha!
I'm really outta it. I should go to bed before I ramble a whole tons. Hehe. I'm evil! I should work on Chapter 20. After I visit the two TMNT forums that I'm a part of. I didn't do all my AB duties today. Oh well. That can wait for tomorrow.
I really need to go before I make a mess of this very organized post. lol (<--without emotion, dangit)
SONG OF THE DAY: Ah . . . Don't pester me with such petty trifles.
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