Ya Manyaks For The Win.

Hey people! Sorry, it’s been a really, really crazy long time since I posted anything. So, in the span of–what? About a month (or almost a month), I have changed quite a lot. For one my whole face is dry and eaten up with mosquito bites, hooray! Two, I am a much wiser person. Ha, don’t ask where that came from. Anyway, I’ll detail the first few weeks.

week one hollywood : So, this was super, super fun. Our cousin from Carlsbad drove up with her mom to meet us at our house. From there we drove up into the deep, scary depths of Hollywood (mainly consisting of people in stuffy looking costumes of movie characters and bald, shirtless men scratching their potbellies). We drove up into this huge big hill (not the one with the hollywood sign) filled with winding passageways and narrow streets. By the way, they really need to invent a word to go in between hill and mountain. It’s really hard to describe big hills. Anyway, we went up into this private drive and voila! We were at my mom’s cousin’s house… or mini-mansion. Here we spent about a half a day, then a night, and a quarter of a day, so basically one day and one night added up. It was very fun and nice knowing you sort of had your own private drive on top of a gigantic mounthill (my new word for bigger than a hill, smaller than a mountain).

still week one i think : So just a few days after (think, one) Hollywood, I get piled into a teeny little red sports car with the rest of my sisters. This time headed to the OC Fair. Joy to the world! I’ve been here once before with my other cousin from my dad’s side (he was the youngest of like seven kids, so all our cousins are about thirty years older than us), about a year or two… or four ago. This time with her boyfriend, who for now I’ll just call… Jobe (which was what we actually called him). It was super exciting, I mean first of all… the food. Amazing. Corn dogs, sausage hot dogs, turkey legs, ice cream, frog legs, even battered potatoes, which sounds strange but are fried, fatty, and amazing. Just a sidenote: I don’t do rides. Not amusement park rides, not even carnival/fair rides. When I go to Knott’s Berry Farm I go on Jaguar. In fact, sometimes (depending on where I sit), it’s just a little too dangerous for my taste (yeah. really. although i did go on silver bullet like twice, but that’s a whole ‘nother story). Maybe I felt empowered or Jehovah struck me with inspiration because I think I went on like every ride except the generic version of Supreme Scream. Probably the trippiest ride was the zipper, a violent little ride, not for the faint of heart (aka: me!). So we ended that day with a lot of fried food and not-so-safe rides (two that had enough pressure to push you against a wall and keep you there), a bad mixture that equals the not so pleasant need to throw up (but I never do, so don’t worry. ‘Cause I know you were worried). At this time I was introduced to LOST.

next week : So this is where I take the twice a month? trip to my grandparents’ house. There I… actually I really don’t remember. But I’m pretty sure it had to do with a lot of mosquitos, mosquito bites, and The Sound of Music (if you don’t remember my grandpa watches that a minimum of a few times a day).

definitely next week : Okay, just so we’re clear, this is the big monumentous trip. Like, the big kabang! of the month. This is, well, was our trip to Las Vegas (then to Utah, then to Las Vegas, with a little bit of Arizona sprinkled in there too), We don’t go out to Las Vegas as much as we’d like, the last time was a few years ago. It was really nice to be bale to go and see our relatives who we hadn’t seen for awhile. After about a day of lounging in the pool and eating fudgesicles, we were ready. to. go. camping. in. utah.

Oh, the joys of camping, the outdoors, the chance to experience nature firsthand. By that I also mean the bugs, the bear poop, and of course, what camping trip would be complete without the outhouse! Technically speaking a hole in the ground with a cover on it that’s a few feet deep. Still, despite these things, camping was wonderful! Actually, I really didn’t mind. We fished, hiked, and made journals filled with paints and flowers from the campsite. At night we roasted marshmallows and played games, like Balderdash and Left Center Right. It was probably the most fun I’ve had in a verrrry long time. Plus, I got to spend a lot of time with my family, which just made the whole trip 100 times better.

a few days later : Back to grandparents’ house but not before we spend one night with my two cousins at our house. Watch a ton of LOST. As a sidenote: this becomes the sort of plan for our whole week together. So, now at my grandparents’ house we sit around for three days and most of the nights and watch the whole season one of lost (the second time for the three of us). It’s a lot worse the second time through (or even third), for a few reasons. One, it’s sort of boring, you already know what happens (or even some of the lines), two, when people die, you get to watch it over, and over, and over again. Yeah.

present : Which brings us full circle (or maybe just full… line) back to, well, forward to now. At 6:36 AM on a Tuesday. Why am I up so early? Or should I say, so late? Hungry, bored, and watching ABC family shows online. Why? I really have no clue, but they’re kind of entertaining too dramatic and sappy. I want brownies, in fact I can smell brownies. Mmmmmm.

Well, hope that that explains why we haven’t written in quite awhile~

Happy summer, guys, school’s almost here.