lurfapalooza strikes againagain

i'm at sarah's. everyone's gone playing soccer.

i'm chewing an ice breaker ice cube but i haven't yet brushed my teeth. it's an interesting sensation.

last night it was all about beetles rock band. i wanted more and more. i played sarah and kyle out. sarah prodded me out of the safety of bass guitar into guitar and i found she was right--it's not that much harder. doable. and i reached my first 91% (on easy level). it was funsies as eryn might be wont to say. on twist and shout kyle did the raspy voice to perfection. sarah and kyle are used to getting 100% on expert. that's what kind of show offs they are. kyle got us dairy queen. i never want a blizzard these days. what i always want is a peanut buster parfait. they are just so good! all that hot fudge and the peanuts! yes! YES! yeeeeeeeeeeeee-eeeeeeee-eeeeeeeess. we also ate beard pappas. fat blobs of vanila cream squished out of the pastry and blopped on hands, shirts and even the floor and without a second thought the blobs were scooped and licked and eaten. beard pappas are a decadent, luxury, greedy-gus-gus type of thing.

i bought kyle six .38 gel ink ball pens from daiso and promptly kept one. i was very prompt in my keeping of one. right on time. there was no lagging, no dragging of the feet. i was very prompt. i believe promptness is super important.

evan and esther let me go with them in their car. they squished for me. on the way to their house there was a 3 car accident on the 91 and i called evan to say i was coming but delayed. i didn't think they'd be ready and raring to go, but you never know. sure enough evan was just on his way to get esther a quiznos sub. he offered to get one for me too and i was all over that. "the carbonera" i said. "that's the one that esther wants too." well it's just so darn good. so i got to their house and i was chatting with carmen. she was telling me about school and that she had 4 teachers. i thought wow, 4 teachers? and so i was asking her like do you all your teachers come every day? carmen answered "one has straight hair, one has wavy, one has short hair and one has curly hair." i tried again, "what do your 4 different teachers do?" again her reply was a hair description. i gave up. "which one is your favourite?" "um, Mrs Lee." "how come?" "because i like her hair." it's all about the hair with her.

so evan didn't actually come back with a sub for me. he meant to, but it wasn't given to him and upon reflexion of the price he paid he realized that he didn't pay for one. hmph. so anywhoo it was raining hard and when we merged onto the 91 i bugged evan for being merge happy. if you're merge happy you merge upon first opportunity into jammed up traffic. if you're merge smart, you go to the end of the merge lane before merging into the slow line up. if you're merge happy which evan was, you join the slow line too soon only to see the car that was behind you merge into the line way ahead of you and you are left knowing you could have been ahead of that car but now you're behind. but he made up for it by eventually squeezing into the left hand lane and passing the car that was behind us and was more merge smart than him. so he felt vindicated.

so then i got super turned around and felt that we were going the wrong way when we were in fact going the exact right way. i scared evan in so much that i almost had him turning off strange exits to turn around. in my mind we were coming at the ferries from surrey, delta side, so i thought we shouldn't go through the tunnel. it was a confusing time for me but i got through it.

when we got on the ferry i took carmen with me and we went to the cafeteria. we had lots of cute chats. i love having chats with little kids. i got a hawaiian pizza which wasn't that good. serves me right for not getting the bc burger. the bc burger on being slighted by me, probably cursed my pizza. spiteful little delicious burger. but i got a big soft cookie and that was pretty good. carmen got a juice and ate two slivers of my pizza and half of the cookie. amongst other things we discussed the history of the submarine sandwich. on our way to the kids area where evan, esther, evan and isabell, the vowell part of the family, were we saw a veteren selling poppies. so we got some. i put carmen's on her coat and said it was to remember the soldiers. when we got to the kid area she didn't want to take off her coat because she wanted to remember the soldiers. ha. later evan wanted a poppy and he took mine. one day when i was with amy on a whirl wind visit to victoria taking photos and nursing what were my first angry firey bed bug bites, but not knowing it, it suddenly came to me that i liked the name poppy. i added it to my list of girl's names for future miracle babies. it's the first non one syllable name that's made it to the list. if you have a baby before me, which you probably will, whoever you are, and you really want to name it poppy, go ahead just when you introduce her to me, don't tell me her name is poppy. give her some alias so i don't know that another one of my possibilities is gone. give her a name like buela!

well when sarah woke me up this morning to get sloan's clothes so they could leave for soccer, i realized some things:
1. i was in a bed bug free environment
2. i had the luxury of sleeping unguarded, and not clothed head to foot.
3. something heavy was sitting on my full bladder.

i asked sarah if she thought that when you are laying on your back in the morning and something heavy is sitting on your full bladder, if she thought that was your intestines. what do you think? do our organs press on each other?

i'm getting dressed. not at this exact moment but in a moment from now.

ps. when i got here adriel gleefully told me that they had my cereal. i didn't know what he meant but sure enough he ran out of the kitchen clutching a box of my cinnamon pecan special it k. sarah explained. it's not only the kind of cereal i like, but it was my exact box. from christmas. she's been feeding it adriel and telling him it's aunty laura's cereal. i ate a few flakes that adriel offered me. not even stale.

Comments

Sarah-Lynn said…
It makes me happy that you slept well at my house, especially since Sloan was crying so loudly.

Lessons you've learned this trip: Sometimes Sarah knows about things, like the guitar verses the bass, and should be trusted. Also, she kicks butt and pad-whacking.
eryn. said…
kinda freaks me out that cereal almost a year old doesn't taste stale at all... COME ON!
Beth-a-knee said…
the carbonara is soooOO good! the new baja chicken is good too, but not nearly as good. it's their best sandwich.