Nana Got a Tablet

We gave our Nana a Samsung tablet as an early Mother’s Day gift. She’s 79, but she was able to figure out how to play her slot machine games without any trouble. I think she’s really enjoying herself. It was really nice to spend a couple of days with her.

Today all the kids are home, so the three musketeers have hatched a plan to take our Mom out to lunch tomorrow. Hopefully it goes well. We haven’t seen our older brother for a while since he’s we had exams and he got his promotion at work.

I really enjoy the time that I get to spend with my folks. My siblings and I just spent ten minutes wondering about whatever happened to Akon. He just disappeared…?

Well, until next time,

–R.

I ALMOST FORGOT STAR WARS DAY!

How…how could I do something so…so…awful. Forgetting one of the most important days of the year. I was wearing my Darth Vader shirt yesterday. I was doodling pictures of the brooding Kylo Ren. I was humming the theme song while brushing my teeth. How?

Thank goodness I remembered before the day was over. I have popcorn to make, gear to throw on, lines to quote!

I know, I’m a nerd. Blame my Dad.

–R.

I’ve been training to be a Jedi since I was 8 years old. Still haven’t mastered opening doors with my hands though, but I make really good light saber sound effects.

My sister finally made a blog

Hello! This is my first blog and my first post. WOW! On my blog I will be posting my artwork and my dreams (jk). If you don’t know what lemon loaf is, it is the best food you will ever eat. Through this blog, I shall enlighten you. On a more serious note, if you follow […]

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Don’t worry, she doesn’t write, she draws.

–R.

Yesterday was…nuts.

Yesterday was…nuts. I don’t know how else to describe it. The whole moving process was really disorganized on the landlords part, so I wasn’t able to pick up the keys to my new apartment until 3 o’clock, and that’s when the rain started coming down pretty hard.

My Dad, Uncle, sister and I spent till around 5 o’clock trying to move everything in the rain. I’m glad my Uncle brought his truck over, because I don’t know how we would’ve lugged all that furniture around with all that rain beating down on us. Half the time I couldn’t see. I ended up taking my glasses off because it was blurrier with them on than off.

I feel bad for my Dad and Uncle because we had to go from my apartment which is two hours away from where I life, to my Nana’s to move the stuff outta the truck to my Dad’s car and then everyone had to drive home from there. It of course stopped raining when we got to my Nana’s…and the sun suddenly appeared.

“Curse you Canadian weather!”

It’s been a long time since I’ve walked around with my teeth chattering. Crawling into my childhood bed was probably the best feeling ever when I got home last night. We didn’t get here till 10…and spent time taking stuff out of the car and then lugging it up the stairs. It was a long, long day.

My sister and I didn’t eat anything till about 7 o’clock before we got to my Nana’s. I kept falling asleep in the truck. I’m still pretty tired actually. All I want to do right now is have a nice warm breakfast, and watch cartoons but all my muscles hurt. I think I’ll just waddle downstairs. I keep forgetting my parents have work…for some reason today feels like Saturday. Man…I really don’t want to go back to work just yet. I know I should start as soon as possible but I need a day or two. I went to bed with wet hair…just realized how smart that was…it’s still wet. Shoot. Oh well…I’m gonna go find some of my sweaters. I’m freezing.

–R.

The HORROR!

Sooooo…I’m speechless right now. Went into my new apartment and the previous tenants trashed the place. It smells like weed and vomit. There are broken doorknobs and the fridge wasn’t cleaned out.

I don’t really know what to do. The painters are in there right now, they warned me about the mess. I just can’t understand why anyone would trash the place.

My landlord is MIA. No one can find him. He said we could pick up the keys at 10am. Now we can’t pick them up until 3pm.

I feel like he just threw me into a crappy apartment, and the reason why he only let us see the “show” apartment is because he knew that this one was disgusting.

At least the smell of fresh paint will cover up the smell. I actually want to throw up right now. Maybe I’ll buy a bucket load of those smelly…spray things…AIR FRESHNERS…and just spray the entire place. Open all the windows. Scrub the walls.

I washed my hands and put hand sanitizer on the moment I got out of there. I don’t know what to do…I’m just…why would you want to live in that mess? Seriously?

I can’t. Nope. I’m about ready to drop kick someone. God…why do people live like that? I mean, my older brother used to leave stuff everywhere in his room and in the basement. He was messy…I thought he was bad. Oh my God. I need to ask my mom for some of her masks and gloves. It smells so bad. I don’t wanna touch anything. I’m actually afraid of using the bathrooms. I don’t know what’s going to crawl out of the toilet.

Well…I guess…I’ll just…sit here and wait for my folks to show up…and I guess…I’ll just…yah…I don’t really know. I just…don’t know….

–R.