This week Annabelle and I decided to bring some ice cream to
Peach to help speed his recovery. Our adventure wasn’t as awkward as we
anticipated, in fact it was fun. He seemed glad to have visitors.
On the way there we did very slow doughnuts in the library parking
lot and listened to a CD of songs about teen angst and laughed. It was pretty great.
Really. And I learned that Annabelle has a talent for choosing ice cream
flavors.
A couple of weeks ago we went to Peach’s school to see their
musical. Polygadate? Of course. Germans in green bathrobes? Not this time.
On our adventure, Annabelle informed me that Green
apparently thinks I’m giving him the cold shoulder. I don't know what makes him think that. I don’t really know how to
handle that whole situation. Advice anyone?
Good news! We are sort of published authors.We wrote a one act. Not about suicide. Not about love. Not about teen angst. It's about pre-school! After we sent it to our "publisher" we took pictures of us holding giant books and looking sophisticated.
Well, that's my update. Annabelle, we have work to do. This post is rather pathetic
for a blog that is supposed to be about stalking. In order to write about
stalking, you have to stalk someone first. I sense a stalking adventure in the
near future. (I would love to find that sentence in a fortune cookie someday.)
--Rita
--Rita
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