Tuesday, July 10, 2012
My Nana is a retired teacher. This may be the prime reason that she came up with "Cousin Camp", which is an annual event where my sister and I and our cousins from both sides of the family gather together and have fun. Each year has a theme. This year, in honor of The Olympics, our theme was--You guessed it--The Olympics. We did various sports, including the 60-Yard Dash, the Javelin throw, the Team 4-By-4 relay, and the hammer throw(Which ended rather abruptly when I accidentally chucked it into an extremely tall Cedar tree.). We even visited one of my Nana's friend's house, and did aquatics in their pool. Unfortunately, we discovered that there was a wasp's nest inside the diving board when a person got stung, and the diving was canceled. ):> We DID do a few races, though, which my partner and I lost (unfortunately!!). We did an awesome Opening Ceremony that my cousin Tindol and I put together. It also was one of my cousin's birthdays, when we got to go see Madagascar 3. It was like, so completely over hilarious that I needed an extra face because I'd laughed my first one off. Okayyyyyyyy....Just kidding!
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Having my best friends around for the Fourth of July, plus the fact that we ate a TV dinner, plus the fact that they'd brought over their guinea pigs, PLUS THE FACT that we had an awesome self-made fireworks display, MINUS the fact that my friend gave me some uncalled-for major Harry Potter spoilers, I've decided that I had a pretty cool July #4. A few days beforehand, my friends had gotten here after traveling across the country from Las Vegas, Nevada, alllllllllllllllllllllll the way over HERE, to North Carolina. Having this particular night being the Fourth, we ate a TV dinner of home-made pizza, while watching Despicable Me. (It MAY have been the night AFTER the Fourth, because I don't remember totally.) They had brought along their pet guinea pigs, Luna and Hershey, Luna whom was mostly white with a collar-shaped streak of grey, and Hershey whom was various shades of chocolatey brownish (Thus her name!). We all had a good time holding them and watching them run around in their cage and eat hay from their little hay thingie. Very late in the nighttime, probably around nine-thirty or ten, my dad fot out in the middle of the cul-de-sac and set off a fireworks display that by far outplayed one that took place in the neighboring roads. And then there were the pop-its we used; you squeeze them and throw them at the ground and they explode. As we discovered, don't squeeze them TOO hard or they'll pop on your hand instead!!! After a VERRRRRRRRRYYYYYY long talking-time (Which was definitely a lot longer than we should have done), we finally drifted off around one in the morning, with an overall perfect Fourth of July to look back on.