My day with Vanessa, Sara, Kate Bosworth, Hillary, Beth, Betty, and Hazel
Today started with Vanessa waking me up at 6:45 AM to ask if I would make a run to the store since we were out of waffle batter. You can imagine the look I gave her as I made a “leave me alone” moan and rolled over, going back to sleep. We agreed to watch Sara (Vanessa’s 5 year old cousin) today and Aunt Beth (Sara’s mom) dropped her off around 6:00 AM. Between the two of them they agreed that they wanted waffles. At 7:45 AM Vanessa woke me up again to tell me the waffles were almost ready and to ask what I would like to drink with breakfast. Now that’s more like it. I still wasn’t ready to wake up, but this made it more acceptable.
After a wonderful day of waffles, watching the movie Blue Crush, going for a swim, making a run to Burger King for a Chicken Fingers Kids Meal, and a half hour on the Hillary Duff website Aunt Beth knocked at the door to claim the little angel. All of this was accomplished before 1:00 PM (which is the time I am usually searching for breakfast on a Saturday). Sara was actually very well behaved, but it is tough trying to do things appropriate for kids all day.
Now it was time for me to drive my Mom and grandma to the airport. After 1 week of visiting and 5 weeks of recovering from the fall my grandma was finally well enough to fly home. She is still very frail and my mom and I were still a little worried when we put her on the plane. My cousin Fadra was picking her up at the San Jose airport so she isn’t alone.
Tonight I watched The Nightmare Before Christmas. I still don’t know why people like this movie. This was the first time I saw it and plan to never see it again. I found myself checking how much longer the movie had to go several time and had to resist from fast forwarding to skip scenes. It didn’t help that it reminded me of the Rudolph & Frosty's Christmas in July crappy claymation we had to watch as kids.
I received a call from my friend Sebastian tonight. Sebastian is from Germany. We were exchange students in high school. He lived with me for 6 months and I lived with him for 6 months. It was 2:00 AM in Germany and he was at some party. He has a habit of calling me when he is drunk and tonight was no exception. He had run into some guy he knew in high school (his high school in Germany) and was commenting about how I am coming to visit in December. Well this friend of his, Rowland, spent a week in America as an exchange student with a guy I knew (barely), Andy Levy. So we stumbled though a drunken half German and half English conversation so they could ask me to try and track Andy Levy down. I haven’t seen the guy myself in 11 years. I guess this guy Rowland is super rich, so If I can find Andy Levy then he has a all-expense-paid trip to Germany waiting for him. Why can’t I be so lucky?
After a wonderful day of waffles, watching the movie Blue Crush, going for a swim, making a run to Burger King for a Chicken Fingers Kids Meal, and a half hour on the Hillary Duff website Aunt Beth knocked at the door to claim the little angel. All of this was accomplished before 1:00 PM (which is the time I am usually searching for breakfast on a Saturday). Sara was actually very well behaved, but it is tough trying to do things appropriate for kids all day.
Now it was time for me to drive my Mom and grandma to the airport. After 1 week of visiting and 5 weeks of recovering from the fall my grandma was finally well enough to fly home. She is still very frail and my mom and I were still a little worried when we put her on the plane. My cousin Fadra was picking her up at the San Jose airport so she isn’t alone.
Tonight I watched The Nightmare Before Christmas. I still don’t know why people like this movie. This was the first time I saw it and plan to never see it again. I found myself checking how much longer the movie had to go several time and had to resist from fast forwarding to skip scenes. It didn’t help that it reminded me of the Rudolph & Frosty's Christmas in July crappy claymation we had to watch as kids.
I received a call from my friend Sebastian tonight. Sebastian is from Germany. We were exchange students in high school. He lived with me for 6 months and I lived with him for 6 months. It was 2:00 AM in Germany and he was at some party. He has a habit of calling me when he is drunk and tonight was no exception. He had run into some guy he knew in high school (his high school in Germany) and was commenting about how I am coming to visit in December. Well this friend of his, Rowland, spent a week in America as an exchange student with a guy I knew (barely), Andy Levy. So we stumbled though a drunken half German and half English conversation so they could ask me to try and track Andy Levy down. I haven’t seen the guy myself in 11 years. I guess this guy Rowland is super rich, so If I can find Andy Levy then he has a all-expense-paid trip to Germany waiting for him. Why can’t I be so lucky?
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