>..> Not a good day

[msmoon]

So.... for those of you who actually follow me on Twitter, you know that I did not get to go to Branson with Mom today <..< much to my irritation. I was woken up around 8ish... by my Dad, nocking on my door. He said I needed to get ready because we were going boating. They'd gotten a call from the Pastor and his wife and they really wanted to go boating, and they wanted us to come and they cut their vacation short just to do this.

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!!!!!!!!!

Yeah, I was livid. Infuriated. Pissed.

Ok, let me just say... I don't like going to lakes. I don't love boating, don't hate it, but if I had a choice I wouldn't squee for it. The idea of swimming about in a lake, doesn't thill me because I've been in lakes before. They're no where NEAR as good as rivers, because there's no water flow. There's tons of sun, and sunblock never really seems to work. Also, I spent a few hours with the Boyd family yesterday; I knew I was going to be spending most if not all day with them tomorrow.... I was really looking forward to breaking away with Mom and having fun on our own. Don't get me wrong, I love this family ... but, I value my solitude. I also value set plans. I hate to deviate from plans, and doing so last-minute really bothers me.

So... I was upset for those reasons, but those were really contributing factors... nothing really upset me more than the fact that they made a decision on plans, last minute... without me. Plans that concerned me. Then imposed their decision on me. I had been in a fairly decent mood yesterday when they wanted to go boating. I didn't want to go, but I decided to be a good sport about it. And then, that was canceled. I had spent my time with them and enjoyed it (as much as I could with the kids and all), and then that had been it. I knew I'd see them Saturday, so I wasn't really bummed about not going boating. I've mentioned all the things I don't like about it. So having that forced onto me after I'd happily left it all behind instead of something I knew I'd enjoy... without so much as consulting me? I was pissed!

Am I just being bitchy about this? Is it really wrong of me to feel angry over it? Or am I just wrong for being upset? I stewed over it as I was straightening out my hair... I told them that I had no desire to go, which was always followed by, "Well we really wish you would." I do remember saying with as much finality as I possibly could "Well I don't want to." I end the conversation with a refusal, but after I thought about it, I called and said if they hadn't left yet, I'd hurry over. It came down to the idea of going under sufferance as opposed to staying home and Mom having to put up with Dad's sulks... well... I didn't want to behave like a stubborn 5 year-old either. But it really boiled down to which behavior was more noble... I guess. Still, I think that from now on, if they make a decision without me, they should expect to execute that decision without me =..=

I didn't sulk about or whine, but if anyone were to ask me if I enjoyed myself, I would have to say 'No'. I road on the boat. I swam in the water. I was generally pleasant. But many things contributed to me not enjoying myself on top of the reasons that I already knew. When Dad went to heft me into the boat, I landed directly on my left knee, gave myself rug burn and a welt, and I can't walk without a limp. Moreover, sunburn's a bitch. On top of that, lake water is disgusting. After getting home, I showered immediately because I was covered in grit. So all of that made the day not good at all. But... at least I wasn't unpleasant about it.

So, after a shower and a bit of a sleep, I was starving. I texted Mom, asking if she had plans for supper, then I realized what I really wanted was Subway. So, I retexted saying I wanted Subway and asked if she wanted something. She called and said she wanted a salad, and Dad popped over to give me money for his sandwich and Mom's salade. It was a quick trip, but I had to put on a pair of jeans, and Oh Dear GOD! That welt on my knee had swollen a bit and the entire thing is red from the rug burn too... every time I took a step where my knee bent, it was on fire and just... hurting -..- I got home and took it easy whenever I could. Still...s'not the nicest of sensations. I did ice it this evening though. Once I got home.

I remember drinking two 16 ounce water bottles in an hour and a half period too... o..o
I know water's good for you, and yeah I switched to drinking water entirely months ago, but I've never drank that much all at once. Really, it was just two bottles one after the other.

Sooo... tomorrow is the family bar-b-q with the Boyd's and then the ice cream social with the church... followed by fire works. I'm hoping that Mom and I will head to Branson sometime next week. Preferably Monday... I'll have to hurry up with that research for the trip.

So... Jackson Rathbone is going to be Sokka in the live-action Avatar movie... and this is a movie directed by Shyamalan... hmm. Interesting. I'm really curious to see how this develops :) That has been the random thought for the day.

Aaaand, I've got nothing else. I'll write later, Sunshines.

 

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What Your Cupcake Says About You

At parties, you stand out from the crowd. You're a fairly unusual person, and you can't hide it. You have a fair amount of restraint in your life, but you don't go overboard. You let yourself enjoy life. The most important thing in your life is love. You are laid back, flexible, and easy to get along with. To know you is to care for you.

The Cupcake Test

 

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