So, as I mentioned earlier in the blog (and if you haven’t been keeping up with the blog, then you’re going to have to scroll down, or just take my word for it) last week we had to leave our camper trailer in New Mexico at a trailer-fixer-upper-place for lots of reasons (and if you want to know what they are, you need to scroll down). Well, we obviously couldn’t just leave it in New Mexico, so this week my parents went down to go get it. Yes, you heard me right (or read it right in this case) my PARENTS went to go down to get it, not us. “Us” here being me and my three siblings, Heather (17) Ashley (13) and William (9) The four us stayed here. Alone. The four of us. Alone.
Well, anyhoozer, on Friday the deal was we could only stay here alone if we got the house clean. So I set them to work on scrubbing the windows and mopping the floors. Around eleven thirty they all mentioned they were tired (alright, I’ll be honest, William had already fallen asleep…) so I told them we were done and that we’d be waking up at six in the morning. They gave me the evil eye and went upstairs. I decided to go fix myself a drink before I joined them in snoozerland. I went into the pantry to find that Heather had just thrown all the stuff from the dining room in there. I groaned and fixed it all, by myself. Then I made my drink and started for my room, and then conveniently noticed that the front living room wasn’t done right either. I proceeded to put away all the folders and too-small clothes that they’d tossed carelessly on the couch. Finally I could go to bed- but nooooooo. Ashley had thrown all the shoes on the “shoe-rack” (with six people in the family we need one, okay?) and they were all crushing each other. I spent the next few minutes straitening that out, then needed to go to the bathroom. What I found in there was atrocious! The things they put in the places they put them were unreal! It lacked any rhyme or reason! I gave up on the idea of sleep and cleaned up the bathroom. When I finally finished I promised myself I’d make sure they all did their chores the next day. I should remind you- this was FRIDAY, my parents hadn’t even left yet!
So the next day we all woke up at six am, as promised, to tell our parents goodbye. I promptly went back to sleep. I hadn’t gone to bed until well past midnight and I was exhausted from all the cleaning I had to singlehandedly do. William and Heather stayed up to watch a movie, I don’t think Ashley ever actually got out of bed. Around nine I got back out of bed to make sure Heather had fed William. As a first she had, but she also left a huge mess from their breakfast. I went to go tell her to clean it up when I remembered she’d left to go to the NBK (for those of you who don’t know what that is- good for you! It’s a comic book convention thing where a bunch of nerdy people- no offense to anyone who happened to go- get together and discuss their favorite comic books or manga or anime or whatever) so I left the mess out so she could clean it up later. I went and woke Ashley up then got William dressed for his boy-scout thing (they went to go launch rockets or something) and then fed them. I had them do their chores and then did mine (for those of you who don’t have chores, you clearly don’t have a six-person family). William left soon after that. I went and climbed back into bed.
When William got back home, he was super excited and really happy, he wouldn’t stop talking about his boy-scout thing. I was thinking about what I needed to make for dinner (I have limited cooking skills and Heather wasn’t back yet) when the phone rang. It was our neighbour (he’s about 70 years old and he was the one who took William to boy-scouts since our parents weren’t home and I can’t drive) He asked if we wanted to go out to eat with him and his wife. I figured we weren’t going to get a better meal than that, so I said yes. We walked over to his house at about six. On our way to where ever they wanted to eat he asked us “do you guys like steak?” we of course said yes, we love it, so he pulled over at an Outback Steakhouse. Now, if you’ve ever been there you’ll realize that Outback is a really expensive place, especially if you have three kids with black holes for stomachs. We were freaking out. The meal was good and the people were nice. They drove us home and told us if we were spooked by anything to give them a call.
The second we were in the door William just about fell asleep. Ashley and I had to practically carry him up the stairs and to his bed. He fell asleep rather quickly, so Ash and I decided to watch a movie. I, being a stereotypical teenage girl, wanted to watch The Proposal since I loved it, and Ash had never seen it. She, being the not-so-typical teenage girl, wanted to watch The Fourth Kind which is a horror movie about alien invasions. Neither of had seen it before and I’m not so big on creepy movies, though I’m not really a scardy-cat either, and I was fully against it. She agreed to watch The Proposal if we first watched The Fourth Kind, so we wouldn’t be sleeping right after a horror movie. I figured this logic made sense, so we watched it. Apparently The Fourth Kind is a movie-documentary combination and is totally based on totally real occurrences, supposedly every scene is backed up by video footage, audio, or multiple eye-witness accounts. It was somewhat realistic with several interesting or freaky points and it was really creepy, but I still have my doubts about a few of the “occurrences” that supposedly took place. During this entire movie Ashley is screaming and squealing and jumping ridiculously. It was actually very annoying.
About halfway through the movie my parents called to ask where Heather was. She wasn’t home yet (around 10) and that was freaking them out. As a result we spent the next ten minutes trying to find where out where she was and how she was going to get home. She was still at the NBK, and had somehow managed to lose her ride. We left the fine details to her and our parents and her friends and kept watching. When the movie was done I announced that I didn’t like it much, Ashley was too scared to walk across the some-what dark room to replace the DVD. I put in The Proposal and through all of the opening previews she complained about having to watch a chick-flick and not liking movies like this one. The entire movie she was laughing so hard and clutching her side that I couldn’t hear it well. It was extremely annoying and I am never watching another movie with her again, horror, romantic comedy or otherwise. Heather got home around 1 AM and we didn’t end up going to bed until after that.
Today (Sunday) we slept in a lot then cleaned the house some more. Our parents apparently broke down just near here (because any trip to or from New Mexico is destined to be cursed it seems) and didn’t get home until 3 PM. At least that is over. Finally.
~Courtney
Oh, one more thing: instead of the quotes I normally do at the end of my posts (which I keep forgetting about) I’m going to create another post page called “fortune cookies” you should check it out!!!