So Korey and I wasted away last weekend completely on playing Alpha Centauri. For a game that came out in 1999, it’s really freaking addicting. After Saturday morning practice, we came back to the room, played for a while, ate dinner, and then played for a while more. And then the girls and I had another girls night! We watched 27 Dresses which, like all other chick flicks, was so cliché and totally predictable. I’m never going to see a chick flick with an unpredictable ending, it’s just not in the definition.
I am now at my Uncle John and Aunt Vero’s house in Piedmont, California, which is a suburb of San Francisco. It’s awesome here mostly because it’s not snowy and not cold. Don’t get me wrong, I love the snow, but when it gets all gross from cars and gets all over everything, then I like it less. And even though I’m from Wisconsin, where apparently, people here think that means that I’m immune to cold, I could do with a little less cold. Especially walking to and from the pool. I do have a hat though, so my hair doesn’t freeze.
I didn’t even mention how we got snow. Well, you see…it snowed. From the sky. Sometime in the last week. Everyone totally flipped out because we had like a centimeter and they ran outside and had snowball fights somehow. I sat inside like Scrooge and shook my head disapprovingly.
And then, a few days later, some girls from the team were chucking snowballs at our window. Which, by the way, is so dangerous because someone’s window totally broke from that already. Then they came into our dorm, but Korey had locked the door so they couldn’t come in. And then, they pretended to leave, and got someone to pose as Aaron’s voice and Korey opened the door, and the Banshees barged in and put snow in our shirts. Needless to say, I was pleased. Just kidding, I was really angry.
“COME PLAY WITH US,” they shrieked horribly. “NO!” I replied happily. I mean, grumpily. Korey relented and went outside, but I have no shoes for playing in the snow, so I just watched from the window like a total creeper. At some point I suggested that we go to late night to eat thousands of empty calories. Before we left, however, I gave Abby the whitewash of a lifetime, since she had been the one to put snow down my shirt while I was on the computer. How dangerous and insensitive.
They accused me of being grumpy. I have no idea why. But anyways, since we have the Husky invite next weekend, and every year the girls make cool, fancy posters for the guys’ team, my poster has Grumpy the Dwarf on it (from Snow White, duh!). Some people’s offspring…
The snow is awesome and stuff, but walking five minutes to the pool at 5 am when the wind is blowing directly in your face is not awesome, and it is definitely not stuff. I hope someone reading this understood that clever wordplay.
Back to the present, I am now at the house of the Sumnichts of Piedmont. It is great here! They have banana bread. AND NUTELLA! So you can just imagine my pleasure. Oh, and I slept in today, so I feel fantastic. And I am so so so so excited to eat everything in the world in about six hours.
Getting here was a little bit of an experience. I’ve definitely flown before, but not without the guidance of parents. I knew I had to be at the airport early, and that I needed stuff to last me the next few days, and that I needed to get to the airport somehow, and that’s about it. I thought that my flight was at 11:45 am based on what I remembered from checking my flight info about two weeks ago. So on Tuesday night, I double-checked just to make sure. Turns out, my flight was at 5:35 pm. So, having made earlier ride plans, I quickly changed them. Christine brought me to the airport at about 2 o’ clock with Jen, Rae, and Mel. I know, right?
Christine told me that she would pick me up at closer to 1:30 on Wednesday afternoon, so I planned to eat lunch at about 12:30, pack, and be ready to go about then. Turns out she had told the other girls that they would be leaving at about 12:30. I got a text at 12:45 while I was nomming on my pizza and cookies saying that she was coming to get me, so I thought it prudent to return to my dorm room at that point to pack.
I ran back to my dorm room with a box of vitamins I had just received from Stephan because it was cold out and because I was running late. I stormed into my dorm room and threw a bunch of stuff in my backpack and into my Pulaski Dance Team duffel bag. Don’t ask questions. Anyways, I was in a sweaty flurry when Rae and Mel came to my room, and I was pretty sure I had packed everyth-oh wait! Can’t forget the shaving cream. My facial hair had begun to become unruly.
So we got to the airport in plenty of time, spent about 15 minutes finding a parking space, walked through a snowy field only to turn back because we ran into a fence in an attempt to get to the front door of the airport, and we eventually found our way to checking bags. I also printed out my boarding pass! Those are pretty important. I then spent the next several hours watching Seinfeld with Rae and Mel after seeing off Christine and Jen. Then Renae found out that our flight was delayed until 7! So then eventually Mel left, and Renae and I watched How to Tame Your Dragon, or whatever it’s called. Then I got on the flight, yadda yadda, got here, ate some food, talked about myself, and took a nice shower. Went to bed, slept. Got up. Typed blog. Read Theo’s blog. Ate banana bread with Nutella. Spent a few seconds in heaven. Breathed. Bye. HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
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