Eloquent.
So the spaghetti dinner went alright. Mom says she made about $600, which is what they wanted. Some problems and slip ups (of the seven people who are going on the trip mom was the only one there at 5 when it started) But all in all, it was a success. We had it at a friend's restaurant, which was extremely nice of her since she had been there since 8 or so in the morning. Deidra, a little woman from West New York state with an attitude to match her short stature, is about the most amazing person I have ever met. Earlier in the week she was diagnosed with an aneurysm of the Aorta, sending several people into a panick worried she was going to just fall over, dead. Thankfully she found out that it was a mis-diagnosis. Mom claim's it as an answer to prayer, and I sincerely hope that it was.
So this trip my mom is trying to raise money for is pretty exciting. Last fall sometime a visiting pastor from Des Moines came to her church and heard the choir sing, or they sang at the church, I am not sure what happened. Anyway, at the end of the evening, this visiting pastor asked if there were people in the choir who would be interested in joining a tour and singing in Hawaii. My mother and a couple other women didn't even hesitate to join. Some things have changed; Mom and Dad are still going, as is the pastor's daughter, but the third woman dropped out due to family problems. Now another couple and their toddler daughter and these two sisters who are mom's friends from high school are all going for a week in March to Honolulu to sing and enjoy themselves.
At the beginning Mom asked if I wanted to go, and I have had several people ask me "Don't you wish you could go to?" My friend in Thailand thought I was actually going, but when she found out I was not she told me to go there instead, despite not knowing any Thai. Everyone seems to think it is a huge rip-off that my parents get to enjoy a week of sand and sun and I am stuck at home taking care of the animals. Nobody seems to realise or believe that when mom asked, I said no.
Why would I not want to go? Well, there are several reasons, really. Aside from truthfully never having a desire to go to Hawaii there's the more practical reason that someone has to feed the horses and water the chickens. Sure, one of my brother's could be coerced, or in a pinch, the neighbor's son bribed, so that isn't a good reason. So when I meet the shocked looks of the people who ask the question, I just try to shrug it off. They wouldn't probably understand anyway.
I am nineteen years old. What nineteen year old really thinks "I can go on a trip to Hawaii for a week with my parents and my mom's church group, that sounds amazing!" I do not consider myself a typical youth of the US, necessarily, but I am sure that I am for once in accord with my contemporaries: that sounds like the opposite of fun. I don't think many late teens early twentysomethings want to go on family trips anymore.
I know personally that the idea of having the house all to myself for a week sounds amazing. Part of the time is spring break, and my plans for those days are to hole myself up in my bedroom with the laptop, a stack of dvds, and several boxes of cereal. If only the mini fridge still worked... I also asked Ontinia to come and stay the night once or twice, and may spend a few days over at her house. Maybe I will go to my cousin's apartment, maybe I will talk Hannah or Anne to stay with me. I wouldn't throw a party, I have never been that kind of person, but I would definitely enjoy my week of being alone, and when Mom and Dad walked in the door tanned and bearing gifts, I will miss them a lot.
I think everyone involved will be happy.
So this trip my mom is trying to raise money for is pretty exciting. Last fall sometime a visiting pastor from Des Moines came to her church and heard the choir sing, or they sang at the church, I am not sure what happened. Anyway, at the end of the evening, this visiting pastor asked if there were people in the choir who would be interested in joining a tour and singing in Hawaii. My mother and a couple other women didn't even hesitate to join. Some things have changed; Mom and Dad are still going, as is the pastor's daughter, but the third woman dropped out due to family problems. Now another couple and their toddler daughter and these two sisters who are mom's friends from high school are all going for a week in March to Honolulu to sing and enjoy themselves.
At the beginning Mom asked if I wanted to go, and I have had several people ask me "Don't you wish you could go to?" My friend in Thailand thought I was actually going, but when she found out I was not she told me to go there instead, despite not knowing any Thai. Everyone seems to think it is a huge rip-off that my parents get to enjoy a week of sand and sun and I am stuck at home taking care of the animals. Nobody seems to realise or believe that when mom asked, I said no.
Why would I not want to go? Well, there are several reasons, really. Aside from truthfully never having a desire to go to Hawaii there's the more practical reason that someone has to feed the horses and water the chickens. Sure, one of my brother's could be coerced, or in a pinch, the neighbor's son bribed, so that isn't a good reason. So when I meet the shocked looks of the people who ask the question, I just try to shrug it off. They wouldn't probably understand anyway.
I am nineteen years old. What nineteen year old really thinks "I can go on a trip to Hawaii for a week with my parents and my mom's church group, that sounds amazing!" I do not consider myself a typical youth of the US, necessarily, but I am sure that I am for once in accord with my contemporaries: that sounds like the opposite of fun. I don't think many late teens early twentysomethings want to go on family trips anymore.
I know personally that the idea of having the house all to myself for a week sounds amazing. Part of the time is spring break, and my plans for those days are to hole myself up in my bedroom with the laptop, a stack of dvds, and several boxes of cereal. If only the mini fridge still worked... I also asked Ontinia to come and stay the night once or twice, and may spend a few days over at her house. Maybe I will go to my cousin's apartment, maybe I will talk Hannah or Anne to stay with me. I wouldn't throw a party, I have never been that kind of person, but I would definitely enjoy my week of being alone, and when Mom and Dad walked in the door tanned and bearing gifts, I will miss them a lot.
I think everyone involved will be happy.