Wednesday, February 18, 2009

The Freedom of the Old

Suddenly a swarm of women with toddlers all under the age of two enter the cafe, very much resembling a stampede of animals. My eyes grew wide with shock and fear. Should I call for backup? A woman set a large plastic container on a table, and I see it's full of vanilla cupcakes with chocolate frosting. Great. A birthday party. In the cafe. In a bookstore...who does that? Someone who can't afford to rent the space at Chuckie Cheese? My mind was racing with thoughts of smeared chocolate and crumbs. I'll have a mess to clean up when they leave. It just seemed odd, rude, weird that they'd do this. Matt drops off a canister of cafe posters and whispers, "Are they allowed to bring food here?"
I whisper back, "I have no idea. People seem to do it all the time."
One of my regulars, an old lady with a bird's nest of hair and a cane was sitting with her usual warmed oatmeal raisin cookie and half a cup of decaf coffee. She comes up to drop off her plate. When she talks, it's a low mumble, I have trouble hearing, but what I catch is always funny. She speaks her mind. She was grumbling about this birthday party group.
"I know, I was shocked when they showed up. Who does that?"
She mumbles about them and says she has her cane to hit people with. I laugh and say I should get one.
"I should leave my cane with you in case you need it," she tells me.
I throw my head back and laugh. Sometimes I love old people.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Shopping and Unwanted Guests

Yesterday we all went shopping. My sisters, Carrie and Erin, Shane, Jessica and her sister Tessa, and their cousin whose name I never caught. I bought lots of earrings. I have a problem. Do I not have enough earrings all over my bathroom counter? But, apparently, that is far from being enough. So, I have more. I also got a very cute bag from Hot Topic, just the re-usable kind, black with a white skull on the front. I love it. I have been using it as a purse. Also got a new pair of sunglasses. Heart-shaped. Then we said goodbye to Jessica, her sister, her cousin, and Carrie, Erin, and I went to the church down the road to watch Fireproof. Awesome movie, everyone should see it, at least ten times. We rented it a few days ago, then saw it again last night. The acting sort of sucks, but the movie is wonderful. Kirk Cameron, from Left Behind, stars in it. He's a pretty good actor. The movie was funny, touching, and has a wonderful message. I tried finding it on DVD, but couldn't. Also, couldn't find Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister on DVD, either. What is that? I searched online, but it is nowhere. I really want to buy it. That is also a great movie.
Anyway, I woke up about eleven a.m. to discover Shane has two friends over. They are all playing the Wii in our living room. Carrie didn't get any warning, really. This is her house, and she wakes up and Shane tells her he has friends coming over with the Wii. She's like, Okay. Five minutes later they are here. Does Shane think this is his house? I have lived here for a year and a half about, and even I ask if Sami can come over. Shane sort of just took over the house. Hogs the TV, invites people over without asking first. Kind of annoying. Carrie wanted to go to work with me today since I only work four hours so she can sit and read, drink coffee, but Ray wouldn't like it if she left all these strange people in their hosue.
When it was just me and Carrie, it was peaceful. We aren't really people persons. We both would rather stay home all day by ourselves, watch a little tv, read. We don't like having guests over if we can avoid it. Also, when she wanted a cigarette, she'd smoke in her room because it really irritates my eyes, nose, and it stinks. She doesn't smoke much. But now, Shane and Erin smoke, their friends are smoking in the living room, my hair stinks from it, my eyes are burning, I can't breathe. I really want everyone gone. I am tired of smelling like smoke.
Anyway, yay, I get to go to work soon! Get out of this smokey, crowded house. It's awkward having strange people here when I get up first thing in the morning. Also, the house is a disaster, and the stupid girl who is with Shane's friend keeps wanting to call our kitten monkey. How dumb is that? Monkey? Her name is Victoria Secret, not monkey. I don't know why that bugs me so much, but it does. Also, she keeps calling Victoria an it. She's a living creature, she's a she, not an it, thank you very much.
Anyway, I have to go to work in about an hour, so I'm going to go complain with Carrie for a while, then read. Maybe Ray will talk with Shane and let him know this is unacceptable behavior. If not, I'm sure Erin will yell at him later.
We don't even like it when Ray's family show up unannounced. Which they do, more than they should. Maybe we're just really un-friendly people, but this is our home, we don't want people in it. It's just weird. Whatever.