  today... was pleasantly surreal indeed (another word for it would be magical ;) ) zoo was schedule-ly as always on monday, cuz of barbara's presence. we tried to do sun and sea at 10 but nobody who was able to come onstage showed up and we just read the story. we practiced for the frog show w/ barbara, but did get to do it in the morning cuz we didn't have face paint. at lunch (lisa, the other girl whose name i don't know, and i finished a crossword puzzle in people magazine! yay! go us! NVM that... you ppl don't know or understand the challenges that lie in actually completing one correctly, obviously... tsk tsk tsk) barbara went home to get more whipping cream and sarah got the acryllic paint. we came back late after lunch though, cuz of the puzzle to find barbara and sarah doing the butter thing. we were also about to do the frog thing, we had our faces painted and all, but lisa said she was hurting so we decided to cancel it and just let sarah do an eagle presentation at the normal 3 o'clock story theatre time.
we did, however, sing the song to 2 uncooperating children and show they the model of frog's life cycle (with dead specimens very similar to those in the taxonomy lab.. eckiness...) so we finally washed the paint off in the barn restroom (which had a toilet that flushes prepetually, btw). there was a lot of scraping and peeling (that paint stuck on like glue once dry), but after struggling for 20 min.
our faces finally looked human again! k, none of that was what made today so "pleasantly surreal". it was the after zoo bit of the afternoon that made going to the zoo in the first place worthwhile (did that make sense? oh well... it doesn't matter) thank you for coming despite the heat and what common sense might have told you otherwise.
so was it a good day? yes, but only because of those moments of pure bliss. ^_^ so this is the stuff i wrote in my journal thing after coming home (cuz i thought i'd sleep but no such luck): so i fell asleep in the car while thinking about rags. when it came time for me to wake up (we got home) however, my dreams were about ron and hermione and i could hear chevelle's send the pain below in the background (the car radio).
the first thing i notice when i got out of the car is that the edges of my socks were wet (we went through the misting thing in the park... twice) man... when i was getting out of my mom's building we were at a corner and i bent down to deel my socks and bumped into this guy, who was given an unexpected jolt. hehe i think rags should give you some piano lessons. you need them before you destroy the concept of music for future generations.
hahaha but seriously, i don't think that the music is that hard. anyways... my stomach hurts so i'm going to lie down in fetal position and fall asleep again (i wish someone *wink wink* were here to hold me) ahh... *my insides twist* which reminds me, we made butter today! *shake it up baby... twist and shout! * it was really fun... the music wasn't too bad either (haha we made the children shake to that disco song... can't really remember which movie it was from) i liked the butter w/o the salt better, cuz i thought the ritz crackers were already sufficiently salted. we barely had enough supplies for everyone, and we ended up have just enough for the last camp group (we had to use "recycled" ones that the ppl before didn't want to keep). so back to bed w/ my book and the monkey (cuz the real one can't be here... what a shame...) MANGOES ROCK!!! yea you heard me. i love Mangifera indica !!! haha enough w/ the melon vs. squash fascination... this is something i actually enjoy eating!
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