Walking Barefoot in the Sand

Again, it's been about a week. Things around here have been crazy and my blog was not working for a while. Fortunately, it seems to be back to normal and I can now relay our adventures from the past few days. Friday was St. Pattrick's Day and everyone, at least the majority of the students at my university, celebrated. Although I refuse to celebrate this day because of its historical background, we had a few friends over and sat around chatting, playing a drinking game and dancing to the "Arrogant Worms." (Another thing not to ask about). Everyone headed home around 12:30 and I was in bed by one in preparation for the next day's swim practice. Saturday was another good day here. The sun was out, but it was freezing! Tenie and I headed to the pool around noon and we were home by 2:30. (Jetta stayed home with Carmen because there was no point in subjecting her to the heat and smell of the pool; especially since she would have had to have been tied up). We ate some lunch and I curled up on the couch for the rest of the afternoon watching "Love Actually," because I could actually afford to relax for once. Christena headed off to the library to research and Carmen was busy getting ready to go out to one of her friend's birthday celebrations. Around six, I collected Jetta and we headed off to one of my favourite restaurants. We met Tenie-fresh from the library-and Ashley on the way and we all went to supper. (This was the plan). We had a lovely meal just yammering on about everything and anything and then headed back to mine and Christenas house to have some hot chocolate. From there the evening got a little silly. Tenie sat with us while Ashley and I blabbed and she worked on her essay research. Then, for some reason, I cracked out the crayons and paper and Ashley and I set to drawing. (I would call it abstract art). Ashley-inspire by the Arrogant Worms-drew a flying, drinking pig. We laughed so hard my stomach hurt. I just drew some weird thing that two different people interpretted as either a sporting event with a court and a crowd, or a really crazy face. I also traced our hands in different colours and drew symbols that represent each of us in the palms. The hands overlapped each other, kind of like when a team does a cheer. The next thing I know, we're up and dancing around the living room: teaching Ashley the dance to "Time Warp" and "Paradise by the Dashboard Light." Jetta was also forced to dance with us to "Brown eyed girl," as she has very lovely brown eyes and Medley jumped on top of Ashley while she was dancing for he has never seen her dance before. (Perhaps, because she never really has...except for once and Medley was staying with us for the night). We then made chicken fingers and Tenie read us the dark side of our astrological signs. (Man, I'm a bad person)! Jetta and Medley just chilled out after their big dancing debuts and soon we were all yawning and heading our respective ways for sleep. It was a lot of fun and those fantastic pictures are going up on the fridge! Thanks girls, and one boy (AKA, Medley), it was a lot of fun. We should do interpretive dancing next time...or maybe make mosaics just for Christena.