I’m going to be keeping this short for a second night in a
row; but this time it’s so I can get to sleep early – though I’m really tired
again, and ‘early’ is relative to what my normal has been lately.
The only topics at school today were the fall festival and
football, and nobody seemed particularly interested in concentrating on our
actual classwork with a play day at the fall festival less than twenty-four
hours away. I haven’t been involved in
any of the festival competitions or shows since moving here, but that’s
something I’m hearing more about this time – partly because quite a few band
members are into the talent competitions; and a few of the ‘farm kids’ in our
class are particularly excited about their festival entries this year.
I know that part of the festival is a big deal for a lot of
people, but I honestly haven’t really ever thought about entering the
competitions and shows because Mom and I have avoided the risks involved with
that kind of public attention. There
isn’t likely going to be a blue ribbon craft, giant vegetable, or apple pie in
my future anyway; but I should make a point of getting involved in that part of
the festival as more than a spectator in the future. The problem with that is trying to fit anything
extra into my already-packed schedule.
Having the festival this weekend didn’t keep our teachers
from giving us homework today, though Uncle Nick – Mr. Ayres – did take it easy
on us. Michael, Tim, Rowen, and I were
at the Inn to study after school, and Miranda was glad that it didn’t take us
long to get our assignments done because they were having a busier-than-usual
night at the Inn because so many people were in town and helping out at the
park – and stopping in to get a quick meal instead of taking the time off to go
home.
Michael and I would have liked to go with Rowen and Tim to
the park when they left, but we still got to check out the action there during
our dinner break – though we kept that time off short so we could get back to
helping out in the kitchen. The extra
business ended up delaying game night by about a half hour, but we also had
less than half of the normal crowd – again because of the fall festival. That made getting through the game rotation
quite a bit faster, and while the light competition might not have made a
difference for Mom and Dad winning the senior championship; Michael and I
probably wouldn’t have won the juniors if most of the usual teen teams had been
playing instead of busy helping out at the park tonight.
Rowen and Tim went for a side-trip to the park with Michael,
Ethan, Ehlana, and me on the way home from the Inn;
though we only wandered around there for a few minutes before leaving
again. Tim walked Rowen home after
leaving the rest of us in front of Michael’s house. The four of us had fun with those goodnight
kisses, but I wouldn’t exactly classify those moments as romantic. Ethan and Ehlana giggled a lot; and kissing
Michael while we were each holding one of the twins didn’t set off any
fireworks at all – though it was weirdly entertaining.
Ethan, Ehlana, and I went straight home from there, and I
helped Mom with getting my brother and sister dunked in the tub and cleaned up
before doing the bedtime snack and story with Dad in the office. I came up to my room for some Jacuzzi time
after they were tucked in for the night, and did most of the work I needed to
get done on my computer finished while in the tub. I’ve skipped most of my language and archive
studies, and only dealt with a couple of family business issues that came up
through my email. There isn’t anything
especially newsworthy to report from any of that computing, so I’m ready to
wrap this up and get started on a reasonably normal night of sleep.
Watch out, Ridge
River Fall Festival – I’m
going to be at full power tomorrow and ready to play!
Live long and prosper, fellow Magi of the Light!
