Happy twelfth birthday, Marcie!
I wasn’t thinking about having a birthday party to go to on
my first day back when we got home last night, but thanks to our shopping
trips; I did have a cool gift for Marcie.
We started the day out with Aunt Leanne and Uncle Adam
joining us for Tai Chi and breakfast. I
was really glad that we got to spend that time with them – especially since I
was going to be busy with Marcie’s party after school. Rowen got bonus hugs when I met up with her
for the walk to school; and she loved the souvenirs I brought back for her. There wasn’t much time to talk with her about
my trip before school, and I made a point of not talking much about it with
anyone in our class today; mostly because I didn’t want to let that get in the
way of Marcie’s big day.
The election yesterday was probably the most talked about
topic at school today. I missed the mock
elections they had in most of the grades, but then those results were about as
irrelevant as the real election was.
Yes, that’s fairly cynical, but this election cost something like six
billion dollars; virtually nothing changed; wouldn’t have changed even if the
results had been different; and I could have put that money to much better use
with our charities. I’m really glad that
our family and friends will be able to insulate our little town from the
mistakes that our politicians are going to keep making; though I’d be even
happier if what’s going on in politics around the world would stop making our
charity work harder and harder to do.
That’s enough of that subject. Let’s move along.
I was really glad to be back at school, and found out that I
missed my friends even more than I realized.
It felt great to get back to playing saxophone too. I would have signed one out tonight, but with
Marcie’s party; I knew there wouldn’t be time to practice anyway. Music was the best class, but I had fun all
day; and this was probably the fastest Wednesday I’ve had so far this school
year.
Marcie’s party was starting after school, so Rowen and I
split up to get ready for it; and then we met up at my house so she could spend
a few minutes with Mom, Ethan, and Ehlana before we moved on to Marcie’s
home. I’m hoping that today was a case
of ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ for me. If that isn’t the case, then I’m starting to
like boy-girl parties; and that kind of scary shouldn’t happen now that
Halloween is over for another year.
While Marcie had invited boys to her party, she wasn’t
having a dance, and the guys spent most of the time before dinner in the back
yard tossing a football around while the girls mostly sat around on the back
porch and talked while watching them goof around. I was asked more questions about my trip
while we were doing that, but I’m pretty sure that most of the girls lost
interest when I didn’t have any stories about cute boys to report; though
finding out about current shopping fashions at the Malls in Arizona was
popular.
I know it was only four days of hot weather for me in Arizona, and we had a
decent fall day here; but I was freezing the entire time we were outside; and
was glad when we went indoors to have dinner.
That was a crazy hour and a half, and there was more scary from watching
most of the guys as they demolished an astonishing amount of food and
drinks. Contrast that to the half-dozen
girls in our class who eat like butterflies; and it’s even weirder. My perspective on that might be different if
I didn’t have a hyper-active metabolism – and the ability to control it; so I’ll
just be glad that I can eat what I want and leave it at that.
Marcie liked the silver Navajo earrings I picked out for her
in Arizona;
though a new iPod from her parents topped her favorite gift list; and a
bracelet from her boyfriend was a close second.
A bag of gummy worms was a gag gift from a couple of the guys, but they
assured us that it wasn’t very long ago that all of the guys would have thought
that gummy worms was an awesome birthday present. A couple of the guys actually looked
embarrassed about that; so they probably weren’t making it up. I’ll ask Hannah sometime about whether gummy
worm cakes are a big seller with the younger boys, though. That part of their claim seems to be too
gross to be true.
After we finished dinner, Marcie opened her gifts, and we
demolished the cake and a tub of ice cream; we moved into the rec room to hang
out, listen to music, and play video games.
Rowen ordered me to include the news that Michael and Lisa spent most of
the evening hanging out together; which put both of them into the couples
club. I’m sure that Tim and Michael were
both happy about that, but Lisa and Nora aren’t close friends, and while
Vanessa may have moved on from Michael; she and Nora are still annoyed with him
for messing up their original boyfriend plans.
While Rowen and I are not, thankfully, in the couples club
too, there were still some other single girls at the party to hang out with,
and we had a lot of fun through until the party started wrapping up at nine.
Rowen and I had homework to do after that, so I picked up my
computer from home on the way; we did a quick party re-cap with Mom, Dad, Aunt
Leanne, Uncle Adam, and the twins; and then continued on to Rowen’s house to do
our work there. That was a good plan for
me, since Aunt Leanne wasn’t able to grill or tease me about the party and my
continuing lack of interest in a personal love life. It’s been such a great day, though, let’s
just not go there.
Studying at my house would have been faster, since we could
have kicked things up a Magi notch or two, but Rowen and I were ready for some
alone time to chat about my trip and what she’d been doing while I was
away. For her, that really wasn’t much
except work, hanging out with Mandy, and a lot of boredom. We both think that we should do all future
trips together, but convincing the parents of that might not be that simple. We dragged out our work until shortly before
eleven, and then I had to get home; where I didn’t end up totally escaping Aunt
Leanne before Uncle Adam took her home and I headed upstairs for some Jacuzzi
and computing multi-tasking.
I finished my language studies while in the tub, and left
the usual nightly computing and this journal entry for once I was in bed with
Mandy. It’s getting late, but I expect
to have quite a few late nights again for a while. Thanksgiving is just two weeks away now; Dad
will be in the city next week; and we are all going to have a lot of work to do
to keep up with the usual work and get ready for incoming family. I foresee a lot of yard work, cleaning,
baking, and cooking in my future; and don’t need to use the Sight to know that.
There isn’t anything else to write about tonight, and I’m
ready to crash, so...
...say ‘goodnight, Cassie’.
“Goodnight, Cassie.”
