Feb 27, 2008 23:36
Ah. We returned to Forks last Wednesday because ... hm. Bella is too accident-prone to leave by herself for quite too long. Which is just as well as I returned to her in stitches and I'm faintly surprised it was that mild at all.
Carlisle and Esme have been readying the house for Jasper's special guests. I believe Alice saw them flying in at approximately noon tomorrow. We can't decide whether to greet them with the Mercedes, the Porsche, or the Volvo.
Jasper's excitement is infectious. The entire family is grinning so widely I'm afraid teeth will crack and eyes will be blinded. Even Alice can hardly seem to control his enthusiasm, although perhaps she isn't trying nearly as hard as she should be.
You owe me a trip or two dozen to car shows and similar venues, dear brother.
Emmett stepped on my Debussy CD. Vengeance will be had.