Friday, November 2, 2007

Halloween Shmalloween... On-The-Phone-All-Night-O-Ween

So I’m sitting here at the computer… Sipping hot chocolate... being attacked by the evil-minded Huckleberry u/;’hh (he just ran across my keyboard)… Trying to get warm. Brrr! Winter is starting to show it’s blustery face, overcoming the sweet Fall in it’s chilling shadow. ffff,knm; b Okay SERIOUSLY, Huck, leave the keyboard alone! Sorry for that… *ahem* gentle interruption. So anywho. Not a lot going on this morning. I’m really not supposed to be on here, but I felt bad about not blogging (haven’t had time, been doing too much school) and figured as short as it may be, I should post SOMETHING.

So Wednesday was Halloween. I did… nothing. Well, Sara’s boss was gonna be away from her house and wanted somebody to be there for the trick-or-treaters. (By the way, NO trick-or-treaters showed up...) So Sara ended up staying at her boss’ Haunted Mansion all Halloween evening, night, and early morning. All my her lonesome… With nobody to hear her screams of terror if by chance--! Okay, I’ll stop. Hahaha… But it couldn’t have been too bad, because she had a computer w/ Internet, plasma screen TV and unlimited movie collection, and, well, me. Yep, that’s right, we were on the phone ALL night. Literally. Like from 8:30 to 10:00, and then again from about 11:10 to midnight. We were acting like idiots, I mean seriously. Singing every song from “Go Tell It On The Mountain” to “Chicks Dig It” by Chris Cagle. We even made up a song, or she did and I attended to the position of recording the lyrics on my super-duper Legal pad. As I recall it went something like, “I am Saraaaa. The wonderful Saraaaa. I like Caitliiiiin. She is a great frieeeend.” She is so incredibly talented, isn’t she?

So yeah, Daddy had fallen asleep on the couch and woke up to realize that I was in the shower at 10:30 at night. Oops? He bangs on the door and says something like, “Are you done yet?” and I said, “Almost, I just got in.” “Well it’s 10:30, okay?” In a not-so-sweet voice. *cringe* Got out of the shower, returned to the computer where I was chatting with Sara on MSN while she was on the phone with Joshua. Got chewed out again. Sara, I gotta go. So got off, jumped into bed, where the cat joined me. (Our relationship is still in a tender stage right now.) Sara texted me to let me know she was off the phone, so I called her. And we yapped about… well, nothing to be honest. Until finally I got off the phone around midnight and went to sleep. Got chewed out again in the morning. Oh, well. It was worth it. But I must admit that yesterday afternoon I may have… Relaxed… Okay, dozed… Fine I laid down and was dead asleep! But I mean, come on! Combine a boring history book with a cozy bed IN THE SUN. So nice and warm… And the blankets are so soft… And this book is soo boring… Murfle snork hippopotamus Ho Chi Minh… I mean, Ho Chi Minh was eating purple trees wearing prom dresses… Popsicle Vietnamese in yellow capes with hotdogs… Zzzzzzzz.

Okay, so not the smartest thing to do. I slept for about 2.5 hours, then Mom finally came to wake me up. *sigh* So maybe I’m not such a night owl.

So anyway… I’m gonna go read my Bible now, before Mom returns from her walking and demands that I do my math. *gag, choke, cough* Math is just so cofusing and frustrating and infuriating and *SOB*.

I really need to go read my Bible.


Sara said...

I feel bad that you got chewed out because of me! But thanks for keeping me company :) we had a craaazy phone conversation for sure. Ooo and my mom made a blog! it's

Sara said...