vacation. day 1:
when i arrived last night mom and natalie were the only ones here. mom was making natalie a sock puppet. natalie told me that her name was going to be cinderella. (natalie has greenish eyes.) mom made all the grandkids stylized sock puppets with hair and button eyes and muppet mouths. she wants them to sing a song with the puppets at the family reunion. mom has gone crazy. she has so many plans for the family reunion. i stayed up until four last night scanning pictures for her to send to jordan for the slide show (incidentially, she never told me to send jordan pictures. laura left out again, but that's a whole other pity party. she feels bad so i don't want to have a public party, but know that i pity myself in private) she had billions and billions of pictures. i finally stopped at 4 because the scanner was complaining in loud plaintative wails. i stumbled off to bed and mom? she never went to bed. she stayed up happily fumfering about in the bliss of her organization and her plans. it's all about the P-L-A-N with mom. she is now attempting to sleep, but it's very hard for her. the temptation to get up and meddle and fumfer and do things is too great. she was already up for an hour or so, complaining that she couldn't sleep with me and amay singing camp songs at the top of our lungs (i believe she said yelling, but that just doesn't compute). "mom," i pointed out with an ironic smirk "you can't sleep and walk around." we only began singing when she was already up. mom doesn't see the logic in this kind of thinking. "well i can't, while you guys are *singing."
last night the twins and i went for our midnight swim at pipers. bethany-the-baulky predictibly baulked. "but it's scary at pipers at night." she whispered with white lips. you'd think it was her first time and not a time honoured tradition amongst bean, pea and flower. amay and i adopted a condescending methodology in dealing with her fears coupled with the tool of pretending not to notice them. it was highly effective. ( i alternated picking on amay with beth and picking on beth with amay all through the night to my heart's content. it's lovely to be home. ) the sky was clear and full of stars at pipers. it must be that time of year because we saw shooting stars all night. (hey that just reminded me that today is the anniversary of my fist kiss with steve. we were looking for the shooting stars that night. well that's over.) the water was black and rolling. bethany said there was too much 'unrest'. we pooh poohed her. as we inched our way in we saw it was a fine night for water stars too, with big and bright phosphies sparkling at every movement and swish of the water. we held hands and did the water farts. we squeeled as the water reached the hoo hoo areas. we were about to go under on the count of 3 but unfortunately due to amay's outrageous shouting of "3!!" we were held up. she felt betrayed but we felt numb and shocked. finally we did it though. much fun hilarity and drama unfolded thereafter, all under black shining skies and in black shining waters. (i just have to break away here and describe the current situation behind me in the kitchen. auntie heather walked over and grabbed mom's electricuting fly swatter and said in a sing song voice "i think i've got you! i think i've got you!" she then let out a noise that sounded like a cross between a shrill giggle and a sudder.) amay and i ran in for a last hurrah after emerging and then i tackled her and then she tackled me and then we were done. we shivered in the dark on our log. it was my turn for the short dramatic story. it was about a star in the sky named boobilewbi, and a star in the ocean named hufalup and a star between heaven and ocean in the form of a light house light. her name was lauraannclark. these were sister stars seperated at birth mysteriously and searching all the skies for each other. it ended dramatically with lauraannclarke and boobilewbi finding a hollow and dissallusioned hufalup and saving her. the names brought cries of protest and resignation to the twins. exactly how i wanted it. on the way home we made up a song about boobilewbi, oobitoobi and lewbiroobi.
my choice of sleeping arrangement last night was the cot out on our covered back porch. it was a little damp from the dew, and my hair was a little damp from our midnight swim, so it took a while for my nose to warm up. my nose is the thermomiter of my body. but after that i had a lovely sleep until amay came and joined me.
i gave mom her orchid whom amay named lucy this morning because we're supposed to leave to go camping today. kathy was here and she looked like she was expecting a hug, but i didn't go in for one because the shiftlessness under my i heart mom pj tee made me uncomfy to do so. kathy's babysitting kitty while we're gone. it was then that i found out that they got rid of chiquita. they gave her to a couple with an acerage who will adore and pet her, but i'm sad. no doggie.
bethany made me some yummy pasta and because of her i will survive.
last night the twins and i went for our midnight swim at pipers. bethany-the-baulky predictibly baulked. "but it's scary at pipers at night." she whispered with white lips. you'd think it was her first time and not a time honoured tradition amongst bean, pea and flower. amay and i adopted a condescending methodology in dealing with her fears coupled with the tool of pretending not to notice them. it was highly effective. ( i alternated picking on amay with beth and picking on beth with amay all through the night to my heart's content. it's lovely to be home. ) the sky was clear and full of stars at pipers. it must be that time of year because we saw shooting stars all night. (hey that just reminded me that today is the anniversary of my fist kiss with steve. we were looking for the shooting stars that night. well that's over.) the water was black and rolling. bethany said there was too much 'unrest'. we pooh poohed her. as we inched our way in we saw it was a fine night for water stars too, with big and bright phosphies sparkling at every movement and swish of the water. we held hands and did the water farts. we squeeled as the water reached the hoo hoo areas. we were about to go under on the count of 3 but unfortunately due to amay's outrageous shouting of "3!!" we were held up. she felt betrayed but we felt numb and shocked. finally we did it though. much fun hilarity and drama unfolded thereafter, all under black shining skies and in black shining waters. (i just have to break away here and describe the current situation behind me in the kitchen. auntie heather walked over and grabbed mom's electricuting fly swatter and said in a sing song voice "i think i've got you! i think i've got you!" she then let out a noise that sounded like a cross between a shrill giggle and a sudder.) amay and i ran in for a last hurrah after emerging and then i tackled her and then she tackled me and then we were done. we shivered in the dark on our log. it was my turn for the short dramatic story. it was about a star in the sky named boobilewbi, and a star in the ocean named hufalup and a star between heaven and ocean in the form of a light house light. her name was lauraannclark. these were sister stars seperated at birth mysteriously and searching all the skies for each other. it ended dramatically with lauraannclarke and boobilewbi finding a hollow and dissallusioned hufalup and saving her. the names brought cries of protest and resignation to the twins. exactly how i wanted it. on the way home we made up a song about boobilewbi, oobitoobi and lewbiroobi.
my choice of sleeping arrangement last night was the cot out on our covered back porch. it was a little damp from the dew, and my hair was a little damp from our midnight swim, so it took a while for my nose to warm up. my nose is the thermomiter of my body. but after that i had a lovely sleep until amay came and joined me.
i gave mom her orchid whom amay named lucy this morning because we're supposed to leave to go camping today. kathy was here and she looked like she was expecting a hug, but i didn't go in for one because the shiftlessness under my i heart mom pj tee made me uncomfy to do so. kathy's babysitting kitty while we're gone. it was then that i found out that they got rid of chiquita. they gave her to a couple with an acerage who will adore and pet her, but i'm sad. no doggie.
bethany made me some yummy pasta and because of her i will survive.
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