August 13, 2003

  • Xanga hasn’t worked in 3 days. *SNARL* here’s yesterday’s post:

    August 12, 2003

    Why doesn’t xanga work when I need to post . . . GRRRR

    Well, Saturday I had the day off, well, kinda. I met Heather at this family’s house at 11. They were having a family reunion, and so they hired Heather and I to help them out until 4. I was in charge of the grill. It was fun, except for about an hour during which I decided I never want to work in a restaurant. Ever. There were 20 people at a time giving me orders, changing their orders, steal other orders, complaining that the meat wasn’t cooking fast enough . . . *SNARL* At least Heather and I ate cheesecake- marking off something else on our list. I think we actually might be almost finished with our list . . .

    Anyway, I got some practice on AP done before I was off to Neichel’s party. It was a little slow at first, but I was in a good mood- it turned out to be one of the best parties I’ve been to in a long time. I talked to Weggs for a while, and then we went out on the lake in kayaks. Fun times. Then there was more socializing. Some girls and I picked up Andy to throw him into the lake- fully clothed. We almost got him too. He was tossing his wallet, phone, etc., when he got John to come and rescue him. He did manage to steal my keys and order Weggs to take the car. I didn’t deter me from the task at hand- lol- but John was too much for me.

    Somehow I ended up in the passenger seat of my car as Andy took off. It was all fun and games until realized the tires were low on air. As we returned to Neichel’s, Andy and I tried to find his wallet. The girls had run off with it. While Andy questioned Bonnie, I happened to come across a wallet that was under the couch cushions. Somehow it ended up in my back pocket, and I forgot to tell anyone.

    Because I was obviously 100% innocent, it was uncalled for when Andy crept up on me and discovered two wallets in my pockets. And to attack me then . . . who does that? lol. Why is it that I leave almost every party with wounds and scars. And why are they almost always from Andy? hehe

    Well, for the record, I was doing a great job of keeping Andy away from my two pockets as we wrestled (if that’s what you call defending an attack) until he made John sit on me. My left shoulder felt that in the morning.

    So after a drawn out struggle, Andy discovered both wallets in my pockets weren’t his. So the search began again. He never did quite trust me- the girls kept convincing him I had it so that he had to search me again and again. We found it a while later under the couch cushions.

    Anyway, the party ended with My Big Fat Greek Wedding. I missed the end (grr- another story), but I am told Adam really enjoyed it

    Sunday.
    Church was really good. Good speakers, good company, good Sunday School (no teacher ), good priesthood. Best Sunday all summer perhaps. It carried on my good mood.

    Dinner at my grandma’s was good, where my cousin was recently released from service in Afghanistan.

    As we got home, Brother Johnson dropped off some antique lamps for me to draw. They were beautiful, and I’ve never been so excited for my still life. I am now done drawing and shading it. It’s a matter of color now, and then I’m 2/3 done with my summer AP work.

    Yesterday I felt great, despite becoming grounded until school starts. I picked up Weggs at 10- pumped some air into my tires and met Andy, John, and the Elder and Sister Missionaries at the bowling alley. I suck at bowling. A lot. Yeah. We have great missionaries right now. They’re a lot of fun,

    We proceeded to go to Wegg’s and I detoured a bit, passing my favorite pizza pub *cough* “if you C . . .” and Neichel’s where I had to pick up my swim suit. After ordering pizza, we got slurpies and picked up the pizza in Andy’s almost brakeless car. That was fun, minus the grease that got all over my new kakis.

    The missionaries and John went over to the Cook’s to see their new Jet Ski. Andy, Weggs, and I opted to stay at Wegg’s and talk. Andy seemed to think that I ramble, so he mocked my with his hands behind my back every 3 sec. lol . . . no, it wasn’t that funny. But I had a good time. It only got creepy (and embarrassing) when Andy knew what I was going to say before I said it. *snarl*

    *sigh* Eventually I had to leave to go to work. I realized I had left my cell in the car. My mom had tried to call me to tell me she had made me a doctors appointment. I missed the call, so I missed the appointment. Obviously that makes me irresponsible, so I am now grounded until school starts. Oh well. I need the time to work on AP anyway. And it’s not like I would have done anything differently if I could. The extra hour or two was worth it.

    So that’s my weekend, a big one since it basically started the demise of Haley, since it was Wegg’s last, and since for once this summer I was able to spend time with all of my friends.

    As for today- I worked 12 hours, though my boss gave me a long break that I filled with absolutely nothing. She told me that I talked like the band camp chick from American Pie. I never saw the movie, but I don’t think that’s a good thing. I told her about Andy’s teasing yesterday, and she thought it was funny. Now she has started to do that hand thing whenever I talk, and she keeps imitating me with, “This one time . . . and it was so funny” and “Did you . . . ? Cause that would be so cool.” I don’t really talk like that . . . right?