You know those days that are just weird and hectic? I definitely had one of those that started last night and finally ended today...I hope. I've still got a few hours to stay cautious, I guess. Don't want to kill a moth (my equivalent to a night version of a butterfly...but much more creepy) cause it might have the same effect of having the world crash into chaos.
After having a wonderful dinner that my mother prepared (taco salad), we started to clean up the kitchen when our bellies were full and our minds were still going over the events that happened in I Love You, Man. This is the beginning of chaos that happened in simpler terms:
Poured rice down the drain.
Rice expanded in the drain.
Drain is then clogged and taken apart...carefully.
Pipe breaks loose to unleash tepid, gray water and rice all over the inside of the cabinet and floor.
It looked (and smelled) like a vomit parade.
After vain attempts to try and fix this problem, it is finally realized that an important piece is broken...and must wait until the next day to be fixed. I was happy to wake up this morning and find that it was as dandy as it had been before it was poisoned with rice. I think my family and I learned a valuable lesson last night...
Today was crazy as well. A surprise birthday party was planned for my grandmother who will be turning 81 next month, and everything went awry. My aunt had just picked up the cake from an Albertson's and was taking a left as the green arrow on the light was telling her to do, when a large pickup ignored his red light, sped up trying to beat her, and ended up t-boning her. When the damage was done, my aunt promptly got out of the car and shouted, "YOU JUST RAN THAT RED LIGHT!" And the man replied: "I know, I know. Please stop yelling and calm down."
The first thing she did was call my mother in hopes of getting a hold of my father (the owner of a body shop) so we could come pick her up and help her with the situation. Don't you love it when men go missing at the most inappropriate times? My mother was flying through the house like a banshee, yelling his name (btw, my aunt was perfectly fine, just angry) and then zeroed in on me. Fight or Flight kicked in (really Fight no longer exists; I think I was made without that particular button) and I fled to the backyard where I knew I would find him. And lo and behold, there he was.
We found my aunt, stayed with her for about an hour and took her to get a rental. I rode with her, not wanting her to be nervous on the road alone.
MEANWHILE BACK AT MY GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE:
The time set to meet was at 3:45. Everyone showed up except my family, my aunt, and myself since we were dealing with all the car crap. My grandmother was very confused. The entire family at her house for what they claimed was "just a visit"? Impossible! She was getting suspicious and worried, wondering "why all these people were at the house and not leaving", quoting from her (I swear she loves us!).
Finally, my aunt called her, gave the surprise away, assured her that she was fine, and begged them to eat the cake that my cousin took from the wrecked car and over to grandma's house.
In the end, we made it to the party. Had a good time for at least thirty minutes, then had to leave because my parents had a class reunion to attend.
So, today was weird (which I found out this past week was spelled 'wyrd' in the old english times and it meant 'fate'). But I'm glad I got to see the family.
“It turns out that an eerie type of chaos can lurk just behind a facade of order - and yet, deep inside the chaos lurks an even eerier type of order.”
--Douglas Hostadter
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