Scarlett is Hateful!

"Look at my hands! Mother said you could always tell a lady by her hands." Black Friday Darren, Uncle Danny and I tore up the yard. I was working like a field-hand like Miss Suellen. Dani-Scarlett was in the house napping, so we didn't get any pictures of me using the chain-saw. Contrary to my dramatic Gone with the Wind moment, I was actually quite butch. I was surprised at how much helping I actually did, I'm not one for the manual labor... Darren said that I had to get a picture using the chain-saw for my blog and temporarily re-title it: Manly Tranny. At one point I looked down and my left leg and shoe were covered in saw dust. I shouted "Oh Nooo!" Everybody looked around and was like "What?!" and I said I was full of saw dust. Michelle asked "Oh no, what are you going to do, Butch?" Haha. We were clearing out the backyard of downed trees from Hurricane Katrina, and probably thousands of little saplings that were taking over. They weren't little, they were taller than I am, but they weren't tree-ish. There was a big pine tree that was dead and leaning perilously toward the house. Uncle Danny cut it down. I climbed up into the new tree house he recently built for Olivia and Jacob and watched from there. He was aiming it to land in a space between the house and a bunch of bushes. He got it right where it was supposed to go! The neighbor that lives behind Uncle Danny and Aunt Betty came to help. He has a bulldozer/back-hoe thing that he dug the stump out with and took the pieces of trunk from that tree and the other downed trees up to the street to be taken away by the city. That was a big help, we got a lot more done!

Darren made Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday and it was very good. We watched this show called the Middle, with Patricia Heaton, and it was so funny. The daughter was so excited that she had a first boyfriend, and she brought him to meet her parents. He was painfully obviously, to everyone but the girlfriend, gay. Michelle and I went for an adventure when it got dark. I had gone up into the tree house with Uncle Danny, Darren, Olivia and Jacob, and Michelle came out just as everyone was coming down. I stayed up and she came up, and we decided to take the flashlight and go explore the wilderness of trees and weeds and whatever else was growing out of control out back. No twisted ankles or serial killers, my two worries about our trek. I thought it very Blair Witch-y, even though it wasn't woods it was just the backyard, and I have never even seen that movie, haha. We found our way to the center of the forest, where we found the trellis of grape vines that was what we decided to go into the jungle to look for. We found our way back out to civilization several hours later. Then we went to the front yard to climb the trees. I don't remember what kind of tree the first one was. It was relatively small, big enough to climb, but not very far. The other one was a big oak tree, and that we technically could have climbed pretty high, but we couldn't get much farther than we did in the first one.

At midnight Thursday into Black Friday, the outlets opened. Danielle and I were waiting outside J. Crew at ten thirty. Well I was a little late because I ran to the bathroom. While I wasn't there, an employee came out and said to Danielle, "Uh--You know we don't open 'til midnight, right?" There were other stores where people were lined up for a mile. But Danielle and I were the first at J. Crew. Eventually other people started falling in behind us. Danielle was recognized for her diehard-ness. When we got to the checkout the cashier was like, "Oh you were the one waiting all that time!" Danielle had been window shopping the entire wait, eyeing what she wanted. She made a b-line for a peacoat and she got the only small, all the others they had were only extra smalls, no other sizes. On our way to the back wall where the coat was, she ordered me to stop and find a t-shirt in her size. I was her B during our J. Crew experience. I held all her merchandise and her bag. She was so grateful that she insisted on buying this necklace that I think is super cute but she absolutely hates, so that when she wears it I'll know she loves me, in case its not always apparent. Its a nice gesture but I tried to prevent her from getting it. We made a scene in line. She bought me a pair of gray and purple argyle socks. I heart argyle haha.

Wednesday, Danielle, Aunt Betty and I went to Wal*Mart to pick up some stuff and to Boomtown Casino to pick up a pecan pie and a chocolate cake. Aunt Betty said that I should sign up for a players card at Boomtown because I could win $1,000 free slot play. But we had ice cream melting in the car, so we went home. But Aunt Betty, Uncle Danny and I came back later that evening. I signed up for a card, and I won $5 free slot play. Not exactly $1,000, but hey. We played video poker and I won 10 bucks! I didn't put any of my own money in. I really one 15, but I played 5 back in. Aunt Betty and Uncle Danny were helping me, because it was Jacks or Higher, I know how to play Texas Hold'Em sort of, but not this. This one I kind of understood, but it was good I had coaches.

On the way back from Uncle Danny and Aunt Betty's on Saturday we stopped at USM. The bookstore was closed, but we drove around the campus and saw the basketball stadium and the Fraternity Row.

Today, I went to McDonald's for an iced coffee. When I walked in this guy was sweeping the floor and he said what's up or something so I said hi. I ordered my coffee, and the lady handed it to me and I went to leave. The floor sweeper went to hold the door open for me, that was nice. Or so I thought. He followed me out and asked "Where are the women at you date?" I'm not sure I responded, I was probably like "What?" So he asked again and then was like, "Or you don't date women? You like men." I was like yeah...whatever, all the time going towards my car and preparing to scratch eyes out in self-defense. Then he was telling me I should come back around two thirty, I assume when his shift was over. Um, no!? He proceeded to proposition me to go back behind the dumpster now then, and he'll show me what he's got. Now I wanted to scratch his eyes out not in self-defense but rage. I sped out of there. It ruined my entire day! Until an hour later. I had gone from McDonald's to the mall, and when I saw a grown woman, rather older, sitting on Santa's lap I was slightly cheered up. Then I was walking through Dillard's on my way out and I saw a very cute, probably gay, guy working a cosmetics counter and I was back to my bubbly happy-go-lucky self. But I still don't plan to return to that McDonald's. At least not without my protective angry boyfriend to defend/avenge my honor.

xoxo, Travvy