You don't say Yucks to me!

 

Hi Friend!

 

Got home this week and I needed a day to just snuggle with Percy and catch up with the fam.  I did my best to work around a mini-migraine and general dehydration, before heading into work with a suitcase full of games. 

 

My biggest news of the week is that I got invited to a party.  By a co-worker.  A new friend co-worker.  I immediately called my mom, like a 5 year old, to give her the amazing news.  I also called Becky, and this is where things get cringy, because while I did get invited, I also brought up the subject, knowing she was having a party, hoping that I would get invited.  But I was smooooothe until I called Becky and it all got ruined.

 

Me: I got invited to the Iron Flame Party!

Becky: Great! I got the text, and immediately told her that I might have already told you about the party so she should send the invite to you as well.

Me: NOOOOOOOOO! Now she’s going to know that I knew and then I’m suddenly going to lose all cool factor!

Becky: Yes.  Book club is tomorrow night, so if you want us to not talk and make fun of you, then you’ll have to come so we can’t.

Me: I can’t come tomorrow!!!!!

 

 

Me: Becky is going to make fun of me tomorrow at your book club.  I have accepted this.  Please do not uninvite me to your party.

Co-worker: Did you kick a puppy? Because that or worse would be the only grounds for uninviting you.  And even then I don’t like conflict so I probably still would never uninvite you.

 

Well isn’t THAT a relief!

 

Zach calls, and I respond with a text: Can I call you later? I’m in a meeting.

Zach: No.  This was the last straw. 

Zach: We’re meeting at 5PM [for dinner] and then some people are going to the morgue.

Me: Oh! I wanted to go to the morgue, but I thought that was happening on Friday?

Zach: You can take that up with the higher ups.

 

Here’s the thing.  Haunted Houses scare me, but Dawne loves them.  So, one time a year, I’ll take all my courage and I brave the scariest and most well-done haunted house, also known as the Morgue.  I need to be in the middle of the pack, and I need to cling to everyone around me.  And my voice is completely hoarse by the end.  I speak directly to every single scary person, including things like YUCKS. YUCKS. YUCKS. To which that demon said, “YOU DON’T SAY YUCKS TO ME!” so I said, “I’m sorry, but seriously, yucks.”

 

I made it to the very end, with a chainsaw toting clown chasing us out, and then we got Krispie Kreme.

 

Friday afternoon, I worked from Dawne’s and Zach was putting together balloons for Fran’s party, and I told him to be very careful because the last time we did the balloons, they kept popping and it took nearly a week before Percy could come back to the house without shaking.  20 min later, a balloon popped, and then another, and then I had to put Percy in the car for a bit.  I then tried to lure him back into the house, and he ran to hide in Dawne’s room.  Jordan put Gilmore Girls on for him, “Because that’s a show that comforts all of us.”  The following day, only one more balloon popped, but it happen to pop right above Percy’s head, so we didn’t see him for the rest of the evening.

 

Saturday morning, we went to Bob’s for the corn maze.  It was a little muddy, but not as muddy as that time I had to take my pants off in the parking lot.  Everyone followed my lead, and I even gave a family who was lost a map and told them where there were in the map – my good deed for the day.  Marissa wore an ACOTAR bat boys shirt, just for me, and then I tried to talk to her about a series she hadn’t read in two years.  Everyone loves when I do that! At one point, Lucas made a comment, and I had a dozen different comments I could have said, and I shoved them down.

 

Lucas: We drove here from Tacoma!

Me: I didn’t say anything.

Lucas: But you look like…

Me: Oh I know, but I didn’t actually SAY anything, and I think I deserve some credit for that.

 

Because while I’m trying to be a better person, I still need accolades for when I’m not a terrible person.  When I told my mom, she said, “I bet you missed your Uncle Ray at that point – because he would have said whatever it was, and then you would have gotten satisfaction and still got to be a better person.”  You have no idea…

 

Fran’s party was amazing. She totally supplied way too much food, but she also had containers available for people to bring food home with them.  She had a live band, and a dance instructor, and I swear, it felt like we were in a different country all night.  Totally magical. 

 

On Sunday, I avoided a lot of chores, and then waited far too long to start the last ACOTAR book, but then finished it Monday evening. 

 

Me: Just finished a Court of Silver Flames. Now, I can, you know, go to work and be an adult for a couple of days.

Becky: Yay for going back to being a functional adult!

Me: I should have started it earlier, but I’m very irresponsible.

Becky: It’s your best quality! My favorite thing about you.  It’s what makes you so easily influenced towards all the ridiculous things we do.

Me: Irresponsible and ridiculous is the bestest combination!

 

I broke my fav Halo mug this morning, which I thought might have been an omen, but I found it on Poshmark and just bought a new one for 12 dollars like the mistake never happened. I didn't know I had a fav Halo mug, but it fit 12 oz of coffee, plus half and half and a shot of espresso.  So, it was a hard worker, even if it had an old UNSC logo on it.

 

That’s a wrap! 

 

Love you, Mean It.

 

T O’B