Why it is so nice to be home right nowMom: "It'll be good to have you here for a month when you're graduated... You always have some hugely important project you're working on. Now you can just lie in the sun by the side of the pool and rest."
Lillie (13-year-old sis): "What shall I call you? Let me see. There's 'Sarah,' 'Pretty One,' or possibly, 'Blueberry.'"
("Blueberry" because I was wearing my blue swimsuit at the time)
Magda (22-year-old sis): "I just baked chocolate-chip cookies. I don't want anybody to eat them, 'cause I'm saving them for my friend's visit this evening. But you can have some, if you want."
Yesterday my dad hauled my big TV screen down from the pile of stuff in the middle of the living room, and we set it up along with my DVD player in my "cave" in the basement, where nobody else comes. Then Magda and I went to Blockbuster and rented
Save the Last Dance and
Stomp the Yard. We had an older-girls dance movie night down in my chilly cave, huddled together under a comforter.
The neighborhood pool opened today, so I took the sibs. We stayed for three hours. I was reading a screenplay for
It's a Wonderful Life, and they were all swimming, playing beach ball, and having a cannonball/corkscrew contest in the deep end. I felt older than them and distant from their game, but I am at last content with that. It is the progression of life. (or maybe it's not; maybe it's just me, since my parents join in with gusto when they are present. but nonetheless, I am content with it)
In a few minutes I will be leaving with my older brother, Ted, to watch
Pirates of the Caribbean III. I can think of few funner people than Ted to watch a gruesome movie with. He and I will inevitably argue about the movie afterwards, but that is only part of the fun.
I have determined to live this month to the fullest with the people around me. Lucky for me that they love me and provide such an entertaining existence. :D :D