I love how Wendy is so practical. Off to Neverland, oh but she has to pack and leave a note and blah blah, haha. (I also love how Olivia slept til 3 today.) The kids are watching Peter Pan again. When they watch stuff over and over it gets old, but Peter Pan I don't mind so much for some reason. At least not yet... Although it is something else when Jacob is quoting Peter translating for Wendy from Tinker Bell, "She says you're a big ugly girl!" all over the place. Like in the Dollar Store when the cashier was trying to talk to him and that's all he'd say. I didn't tell her what it was from, but he wasn't talking to her directly, and she didn't seem offended... And the picture is of stuff that falls out of the trees that had collected on the trampoline. The kids were playing out back, and I was sitting on the porch. Jacob ran up and said I had to come and see the house he made. After I took pictures of it, he picked it up and was squeezing it. Debris was sprinkling off it and he told me he was, "squirting Tinker Bell." I imagine he meant when they shake her to get pixie dust haha.
Despite Danielle, and others, but especially Danielle, asking me every night when I'm going to blog again, the reason I thought it was important to do today was I apparently had nothing better to do. There is plenty of stuff I could or should be doing, of course. But to entertain myself today, I resorted to listening to Ricky Martin and changing all the female pronouns in the songs to the male. It made me giggle. But its not like I was just sitting there and doing that, it was on the way to pick them up at school haha. So I was driving, there was nothing else to occupy me, besides just the driving, obviously. If I was doing it just during free time that would just be sad. But even though I justified it to myself, I thought it was time to sit down and do this thing.
Where to begin? The other night I was writing down important plot points, on my doodle pad, to make sure I touched upon them, but its not by me, and it still wouldn't really help with a starting place. Oh nice. I just went and got it, but do you think I can read it? Haha. I can actually, but no one else could hope to be able to.
Okay, so the Crawfish Boil and Mojito Madness. D'Anna and Casey, the next door neighbors hosted a Crawfish Boil. Like a picnic/party thing where they boiled crawfish, (go figure), with potatoes and corn and other stuff, and D'Anna made a big thing of mojitos. I had never eaten crawfish before, they had them at my cousin Michelle's graduation party, but I declined. Finicky eater. So anyway, Casey was making them, and they had like a metric ton. So he made lots of batches, and when one was done they had this big banquet picnic table and dumped an enormous pile on it, and everyone just stood around it and ate. I was hanging at the table but I was just nursing my mojito, haha. I was by Jacob and Brent, from across the street. Brent was peeling the crawfish for Jacob, and he asked me if I wasn't going to have any? I said I guessed so, but I never had before. And he was all excited that I was a virgin. So he peeled some for me, and I ate them and they were good. I still wasn't peeling them for myself, though, and he said I was as bad as the kids. Haha. He taught me how to do it myself then. At some point that day, I had talked to my mom and told her about the crawfish boil. She was like, "Oh no, don't suck the heads!" And I was like, nooooo problem, that is sooooo not happening haha. Meanwhile, back at the party... Don't I succumb to peer pressure from Brent. I thought it would be a swell story for the blog. See the lengths I go to entertain you people?!? He assured me that you don't suck the brains or anything out, which is why I had no intention of ever doing it, ever. Supposedly its just the juice and seasonings from the cooking that you suck out of the heads. So with my blog in mind, I decided to do it. I wasn't feeling the mojito(s), I fully blame YOU, personally for this. It wasn't bad. I just couldn't look at it before I did it. I had to just peel it and do it. After the initial one, it wasn't bad so I did some more. It wasn't until after all this that Brent told me I had been duped. He said that when you are from the South, you don't necessarily do it, like when you're a kid you don't suck the heads because you just don't want to, and some people just don't do it at all. But that when somebody is just visiting or moves here from elsewhere, you can usually get them to do it, because they think that that's just what's done or something. I forget exactly what he said because even though I did it for the blog, this was all weeks ago haha. But the point was, not everybody from the South will do it, but you can almost always talk the stupid Yankees into it.
The other day last week after we dropped Olivia at school we went to the park with Stacie and Owen. You might remember Stacie from the Halloween party. She was the Playboy bunny and her hubby Bart went as Hef, and when they arrived I went outside to greet them in my bikini and Hef made his grand entrance with a girl on each arm, haha. So we all went to the park. They had the ugliest ducks there! I've never seen any like that, bleh. Stacie said that they're really aggressive too. It reminded me of a park my grandma took my brother and our cousin Casey and I one time, where the geese were really nasty and like chased us and we were standing on park benches to avoid. But these weren't like that, at least not right then. But when I mentioned the Dollar Store up at the top, that was this morning that we were there. I had taken Jacob there to get some snacks and drinks for the park. Before Stacie and Owen got to the park, Jacob was hanging around eating his chips, and the ducks were leaving him alone. But when he was ready to play he gave me the bag to hold, and the ducks all started coming toward me. Luckily I was carrying a bag and I put them away and they left me be. Then our friends came, and Jacob and Owen played on the equipment for a bit, and then on the swings. It had rained, so the swings were a little wet. Jacob wanted to swing but he was starting to whine that the swing was wet before he got on. So I produced tissues from my bag and Stacie was like, "You're good!" Haha. I was in Cub Scouts for a hot minute, but I hardly always come prepared. It was just lucky haha. So we pushed them in the swings a bit, and then we were trying to spot turtles in the pond. I mentioned having seen one when we first got there, but then it jumped in the water. Stacie was pointing out there heads sticking up out in the water, but Jacob couldn't see them. Then we noticed some that were out up on the edges of the water, so we walked all around and went turtle hunting. Jacob could see those ones, but when we got relatively near, they'd jump in. One though, we got real close to, especially the kids. On the other side of the pond, (I guess its a pond, its fairly large, but hardly a lake I wouldn't think, anyway,) there is this chapel, and it has a big bell outside. Stacie was wondering if you could go in, and what would be in there, so she went up and tried the door. But it was locked. Drat, foiled again. Meanwhile Jacob was ringing the bell and disturbing the peace. Then Owen was trying, but he wasn't strong enough to push the hammer thing, or whatever that pendulum thing is called inside, hard enough to make it swing and hit the side of the bell. But Jacob had apparently been pulling it towards him and hitting the side and that how he was making it ring, so Owen tried, and he did that and we clapped. He's so cute. So we made our way back around the rest of the pond to the start, (where Jacob had left his shoes.) I didn't think about him having taken them off, and he didn't miss them until we were too far away to go back for them. He was worried about them, but lo and behold, there they were right where he left them. Then he wanted his chips again, so he and Owen sat down and ate chips while Stacie and I were on the swings. She was telling me how Owen doesn't like to get his hands dirty, so he doesn't like playing in the sand. Jacob was though, and throwing it on the slide. So Owen did too! Stacie was happy he was playing with the sand, (but leave it to Jacob to teach him bad stuff haha.) It was a little chilly that day, too. It had been hard to tell, because it would be like cold in the mornings but then be nice and warm or even get hot by like 10. So we had the kids bundled up, but Stacie and I were just in T-shirts and I had on shorts. At some point Jacob ditched his denim jacket, so I had that on my arms haha. Then this lady was giving the ducks bread, and she gave Owen and Jacob some to give them. She was trying to be sure to tell them to throw it to them so that they didn't snap the kids fingers, but Owen didn't understand. He almost got got, but narrowly escaped. Then it was time to go, we had to get Olivia. As we were driving away, Jacob told me, "We had a great day there!"
The other night, Darren and I were playing cards, and there were big bugs flying all over. Mosquito hawks. Ew. I was like trying to dodge away, and Danielle was trying to put it on me that that must be why the kids are so afraid of them. So not. But I don't need big bugs in my face, thanks anyway. So we quit the game. Darren was teaching me how to play, and its very involved and complicated, a Lord of the Rings game. ("Nerd Game" as it were.) We ended up quitting, because I inadvertently cheated. I didn't do it on purpose, it was just negligent, and Darren didn't catch it, I noticed and brought it up. So we went on to watching a movie instead. I had left my glass on the table, where we were playing, and I went to go get some soda. There wasn't much left in the bottle, and I thought about just drinking it out of the bottle. But I decided against it, and went and poured it into my glass. I didn't go sit down, I just hovered between the dining and living rooms, standing there drinking. I'm not sure if it took a minute to register, or if it was one of those time-space continuum tears where seconds last longer, (probably a little bit of both.) All of a sudden I just stopped and spit out a big mouthful. Most of it went back into the glass, but I got it all over the floor too. Darren didn't know what to make of it for a second, but then he guessed it. I had felt something in my mouth. It ended up being the giant Mosquito Hawk. He was laughing and my expression must have been comical, because I couldn't decide how to feel. I was so grossed out, but I also found it slightly humorous in some way. I went and used up all my mouthwash before I cleaned the floor. I was thinking that this bug scene should be going on in a little inset in the movie as the credits are rolling. Like how sometimes they have blooper reels at the end, but instead of showing bloopers they'll show little anecdotes that really don't fit in anywhere in the plot. I was also thinking that there really is no plot. It'll be like Seinfeld, a movie about nothing. Haha.
There is more to tell, but thats plenty for now. Tomorrow. (Its always "tomorrow." haha.)
xoxo, Travvy
P.S. I was informed by Ms. D'Anna that this was in fact NOT Mojito Madness. There only happened to be mojitos there. Mojito Madness is upcoming.
xoxo, Travvy
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