day twenty. (this blog was written eight days ago, but i'm posting it now)

While this blog has not retained itself to its original intentions at all, I do believe it’s gone in a positive direction. Needless to say, we’re not going to try and keep it along its beginning guidelines, but rather keep it as a place for me to just blog about life. Now that the elephant in the room has been cleared, I blog.

I’m typing in our minivan, ride of champions, as we drive from Mansfield to the undisclosed location where I live. My sister sits to my left, quietly listening to B.O.B. and Hayley Williams sing about Airplanes. My brother is in front of me, keeping himself occupied by catching ‘em all. For the culturally inept, she’s listening to rap, and he’s playing Pokemon. My father drives our victory van while my mother naps. The dog is just a nuisance.

We had a decent week, if you can call it that. April, Mom and I arrived on Monday night, and we’re leaving on Friday night. Hardly five days. But anyways, we kept ourselves busy, that’s for sure. You know about CMOG, but I’ll tell you, that wasn’t the only thing we did this week. On Wednesday, we day tripped it to Rochester for a fun-filled day of, well, fun. First, we had to run Philip oriented errands what with doctor’s visits and college enrollment sessions. However, after that, it was whatever we wanted to do. So of course, we went to KFC. Note to self, don’t get corn on the cob at a fast food restaurant. It just doesn’t belong there. After a refueling session, we headed to the National Museum of Play, a place of wonderment and awesome. We hung out with Brother and Sister Bear in their hometown, frolicked with 800 butterflies, challenged our minds in a mansion full of riddles, learned how to tie a half-windsor tie, stood in front of Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle’s house, tried on silly dress up clothes and promenaded around in them, and took hundreds of pictures while doing all of the above. We even became members of the museum, and for those of you who know my parents (meaning my mom, who IS my only reader), that means we had a LOT of fun. It also means that they have intentions to return, and our six free carousel rides has me very excited for the day I step foot in that museum again.

Thursday was significantly less exciting. We stayed in the cabin and went to Wal Mart twice. Woo. Dinner was phenomenal, though. April made kebabs from raw chicken and four whole peppers. The little girl knows her way around a grill, that’s for sure. We then had the neighbors over for s’mores. I overindulged and don’t regret it a bit, of course. Wismer mantra. But anyways, today we went to this beach/pond/lake/park combination with a concession stand. Take that for what you want, but it was pretty fun. I also tried to get a Buzz Lightyear SillyBand tan. I was somewhat successful. April made another delicious dinner, some sort of cheesy rice chicken concoction with broccoli and pre-buttered biscuits. Now that I have you all (and by all, I mean my mother) starving, go eat something. I’m out of laptop battery.