My Weekend

Dear Wal,

I’m going to tell you about my weekend now. It was insane and ridiculous and awesome and amazing.

Friday

I spent most of the school day working on German and Art, trying to get everything done so I can have plenty of time later for what was then yet to come. We were preparing for the dread school fundraiser. I rode home with my mother and was ordered to clean the cart, because we were going to take it to the fundraiser. So I started cleaning in a whirly fashion. I spent four hours listening to Tom’s playlist and wiping layers and layers off the cart and the harness. Thankfully it wasn’t leather. If it had been leather it would probably have been twice as long. Although, I’ve never cleaned a biothane harness before. I’ve only ever cleaned biothane reins or bridles. Anyway, I came back in when I finished and my mother informed me that we weren’t taking the cart after all. Now, I wouldn’t have a problem with cleaning it for nothing if it weren’t for that it was for nothing, and it was going to get covered in dust again. I watched Doctor Who until midnight.

Saturday

My day started at six in the morning. I spent an hour loading up the truck and frantically stuffing things in places and feeding creatures. We finally make it on the road to the school. I give Mom a pep talk on the way. I blow up a bunch of balloons, and sufficiently scare myself and my principle Miss Greene to death. I wasn’t very good with the helium tank. Mom sent me across the street to the park where we were setting up the fundraiser with the balloons. I got confused, because the farmer’s market had set up nearby and so I ended up wandering around like an idiot through the farmer’s market with a handful of balloons.

I ran around for four hours directing people, setting up tables and booths, and setting up the games we brought. Everything was a whirl of activity, and me being me I got a massive pounding headache about thirty minutes into all of this. Everyone kept asking for Watson and wondering when she was going to be here. I was glad when she finally arrived. Company. We manned a game for a while. Austin was manning cornhole, we were doing bowling and Greyson and friend were doing lucky ducky. Someone just wrote Austin’s game a check for fifty bucks as a donation, and then he and Greyson and friend got into a huge competition over who had the most money. The games were a quarter a turn. Watson told Austin and Greyson and friend to stop acting like middle schoolers, and then promptly started chasing me around with a clover whip.

A few hours and lots of ripped up grass later we were thoroughly bored. Leigh-Anne randomly came over and tried to get us to dance with her. We just stared at her. We had too much dignity. Then Watson said: “This white girl don’t dance.”

A few hours later we gave up on the games and went across the park to listen to Chloe and One Man Up. Both were very good. I was laying in the grass innocently trying to go to sleep in an attempt to relieve the worsening headache and Adam and Watson started throwing grass in my face. I rolled around and complained for a while but finally just gave up. We had a few cakewalks and at the last one Adam jacked a cake. He’s so innocent, you’d never think he’d do something like that. It was hilarious, we looked up and there he was, walking across the grass with a cake looking very proud of himself. I eventually returned it. Watson somehow managed to get a cloud burn. (It was overcast almost all day.) I got a little red but it wasn’t bad.

We left the fundraiser and rode to Adam grandma’s house for his birthday party. There was so much awesome hilarious stuff going on it’s impossible to tell all the stories. But the highlight of the evening was this tire swing. The boys got the idea first of course, and wound up the rope of the tire swing until it kinked up and then Jacob got in. He made a noise something like this: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAah Somehow he still managed to get up and run. TJ went next and completely pwned by running in a straight line without even stumbling. Adam went after that and tripped over his own feet. Me being me I had to try it. We twisted it up and I got on. It was one of the most ridiculous, awesome things I have ever done in my entire life. When I got off I couldn’t even stand up. I tried to get up on my hands and knees and fell over. It was very sad.

After that we played some games. One of which was this thing where you had to stack cans on top of plates in increasing numbers in a minute without knocking the whole thing over. I.e. one can, plate, two cans, plate, three cans, plate etc. I failed horribly at it, and Watson pwned. After that I ate lots of candy. Me and Tommy talked about Batman, and at some point Watson put in that: “Iron Man had to build a suite, all Batman needs is a mask.”  Batman in a nutshell.

We were going non-stop until nine. Adam gave me and Watson a glowstick and a slinky. We both managed to lose our slinkies on the ride home. We sang Tobuscus all the way to Watson’s house. It was amazing. Once we got to Watson’s house we just crashed.

Watson’s spare pillow was too huge and hard so I asked her to toss me a stuffed animal (I was sleeping on the floor) and she asked me if I wanted a hippopotamus or a horse. I picked the hippopotamus because I figured it would be squishier. I was supergroggy, so I warned Watson that: “I’m sorry if I drool on your hippopotamus in my sleep.”

Sunday

Watson and I sat in her kitchen and ate her mother’s wonderful pancakes and Watson’s pizza for breakfast. We played minecraft for a while, watched some Doctor Who and then headed off to meet Austin, Adam and Fungus to go see the Avengers. We made a raid on BILO and bought lots of Mountain Dew and candy. We stuffed it all in Fungus’s and Austin’s pockets and then loaded into the truck. It was a very amusing ride. We introduced my mother to Tobuscus among other things. The Avengers was freaking awesome.

But my mother’s phone vanished. We tried calling it in the car but we couldn’t hear it. There was a perfectly good reason for that. When we returned to the BILO we discovered that it was wedged between the bed of the truck and the cab. Watson used her amazing small hands powers to get it out unscathed.

I went home. I crashed. It was amazing.

Monday

My final exam screwed up and gave me a zero. Then my chapstick committed suicide.

/endrant