We could hear her in there banging around, talking to herself. "Shoes!" I yelled. "FIVE TIMES!" We heard her yank her jacket off the hook, open her shoebox, stomp around for a sec, then the door opened and banged shut. We waited to see her come around the corner, but we couldn't see her yet from the kitchen windows. I got up, suspicious, and started for the laundry room door. Just before I got there, the door flew open, and there she was, with the most evilly happy grin on her face. When she saw how close I was to the door, our expressions must have mirrored each other's for a moment: big eyes, round mouths...then she bellowed out a huge blast of laughter, threw her arms around her waist and doubled over in hilarity. She was in her stocking feet, no jacket. She had faked the whole thing.
"OUT!!" I said. Then we sat in the kitchen and laughed our heads off while she zoomed around the house 5x, making faces at us and singing nonsense noise all the way. Monkey kid.
I went to the optician today and got fitted for new eyeglasses. They come in a week. *bounce* I'm WAY overdue, and the doctor yelled at me for waiting so long, and said I making things worse by waiting. I'm at the limit for regular lens, due to my age (sob) but he didn't think I was in need of
On my way home, I stopped at the plantskola and bought dirt and a couple of GORGEOUS dahlias. Then because it was so pretty out, I took photos of things coming up in our garden. Happy, happy!
(Lizard, Lizard, What a Wizard...How Does Your Garden Grow?)
Really Good Writing Out There Right Now: Monkey Gods