Wow. Could I BE in any more of a funk as of late? Everything makes me mad, sad, livid or weepy. And then I'm deliriously happy the next minute followed by a quick loop back to Melancholy Holly. My only joy right now seems to be food. And sleep. So I have two joys. Now - if only I could figure out how to eat in my sleep and exercise right after that way I won't have acompletely rotund physique...
Halloween came and went with Gillian, my niece, dressing up as Minnie Mouse and looking so cute in her black ears with red bows. Summer dressed as a slut in a cape with a basket. Or little red riding hood. Either way, it totally worked and should her car have broken down in the middle of Rt. 60 there would've been no reason to call me for a rescue.
I copped out on the costume route and threw on a lambskin leather coat and went as, you guessed it, a lamb. Yes, not very creative - or warm, in hindsight, but it worked. :)
After the last of the ninja turtles, lego blocks, witches, fairies and Playboy bunnies (yes - it was disturbing) had dissapated we all went back in my parents home to watch some tv and look over (and pilfer) Gillian's loot. Anytime we saw something that looked good we'd say "Ohhh -Gilly, this has nuts, I better eat it for you!" Yes it was like taking candy from a baby and yes it was still fun. A few mintues had passed before Summer sprang up to make her boyfriend/beau/finace a hot chocolate. She drifted into the kitchen and a few second had passed when we heard a BANG!
And then: "OHMYGAWD, IDROPPEDTHEMILK! IDROPPEDTHEMILK!SOMEONEHELPMEIDROPPEDTHEMILK!!!"
We all stared at each and sat perfectly still as Summer's calls for help became more high-pitched. Brian finally meandered in and got a mop. As he dutifully began scrubbing the floor my dad walked in.
"What's going on? Why is the milk in the fl-" he said and scooped up the half full gallon of milk which immediately whooshed on to the floor in a cascade of white.
He hurried quickly out of the kitchen with Summer hot on his heels. I could hear my sister's beau grumbling from behind the mop as the Adkins family was reunited in peals of laughter and giggles.
It was a good night.
She's getting so big. She'll be five this July. FIVE! That's like - a little girl's age!
That's all for now! Harry just got back with my Orange Soda that I was craving and a little Snickers just for me. I'm happy now and un-funky. But check back in five minutes.