I think you should all come with me

As of yesterday at 2:00 Fellers were officially completely moved out of their house and on their way down to Williamsberg. *Long breath* Oh thank heaven.

It feels so great to have our house back… there will no longer be a fight about every single thing the kids want to do. Seriously, those kids, combined with ours, had to make a fight out of EVERYTHING. Seating arrangements, the order in which we rode our bikes on bike rides, whose tennis team they were going to be on, who got more macaroni and cheese… oi vey! I am REALLY starting to think we were gifted with some really nice kids in our family, really… just…wow. I almost snapped a couple times yesterday. I was thinking ‘You know three days is long ENOUGH! Now I want you kids to SHUT THE FLIP UP!!!’. Of course it didn’t come out like that, it came out more like “Um…you guys are fighting like a bunch of little girls, now decide what you want to do in the next three seconds or I’m taking you all home.”.

Anyways.

So Mom said we should come with them to CR (This was last night.) and see a movie and go out for dinner or something… heh, kind of like a celebration of Fellers being gone.

We thought that might be fun, so the girls and I got quasi dressed up. I did my hair a way I’ve never done it before, went with an army reen shirt, and wore my choker and earrings from London. It was fun, I hadn’t worn them in a while…

We saw ‘The Interpreter’ which was actually pretty good, Kidman got a little annoying but you know, there aren’t many choices right now so as they say “Beggers can’t be choosers.”. Then we walked over to Panera for dinner, and oh my gosh… weirdness. It was the Panera on the south side of town, which we rarely go to… so I wasn’t aware that my friend Nick Smith worked there, but there he was! So I chatted with him for a second, and then this chick we know slightly from Vinton walks by and talks to us for a while. THEN, we see this dude from our church in the corner eating with his family. Ugggg, so pleasantries must be exchanged with him as well. Half an hour later, Mom walks in with Sophia.

Mom: “Sophia had to use the bathroom.”

Laura: “Oh.”

Emily: “Where’s Dad?”

Mom: “He’s out in the car talking to… oh wait, you guys didn’t call him again?”

Camille: “No.”

Mom: “I could have sworn he was talking to one of you…weird.”

Camille: “Mom, its time to move.”

Mom: “Why?”

Camille: “Because we can’t go anywhere without running into someone we know.”

Mom: “Yeah, it is bad.”

Camille: “Heck yes it is, anonymity is a precious gift, and it has been stolen from us here. It is time to put the house on the market, and become ‘Now who are those peoples?’ again.

Mom: “Okay.”

So about an hour after we have this conversation, we go into Target and run into two more sets of people we know. Now we weren’t even in our home town, don’t get me started on how hard it is do go somewhere in our crazy creepy weird little town. Wait, its not hard…it’s impossible! And they know information about us as well! I went into the grocery store two days ago to buy 2 GALLONS OF MILK and ran into three people I knew, and one of them said to me “Oh say, how’s that little brother of yours doing? We heard he had to go to the emergency room for something…oh, and nice job on that mowing at your dad’s office! That office always looks so nice…”.

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On the way home…

Camille: “I’m getting out, and I think all of you should come with me.”

Emily: “Sounds cool.”

Mom: *laughs *

Laura: “As long as there’s a tennis court I can play at.”