Nov 27, 2004 01:24
We flew into Utah yesterday like Dylan "asked" (I was seriously worried about what he would do if we decided not to show up, like hunt us down with Connor or something). The place they have is pretty, in Utah, but pretty. I don't mind spending my thanksgiving here at all, considering my alternative is eating a frozen turkey tv dinner while watching a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving. Um no, too many holidays like that thank you.
Though okay, I do mind a bit. But that is because they thought it would be a brillant idea to put me in charge of making sure Rixte and Connor don't go into the kitchen to assist the Cooking-Nazi and his helpers since Connor likes to play Iron Chef (who doesn't?) and Rixte, well I remember pixie food well. Which um okay, I know this had to be the work of Rhia, because there a lot of other people here that can do that!
Though so far, it hasn't been too bad. Taylor has been distracting Rixte because he is happy to see her. Which is good for me, might wonder about the kid's sanity. But you know, not my problem and so not going to ask that to the one with the axe. Speaking of which, um yeah, making sure he doesn't help is a lot harder due to the fact he has an axe. And we really don't have much to talk about. Or if we do have something to talk about it, Connor doesn't seem to be the social type.
Yeah, Rhia is going to pay for this. I so heard her snicker when I got this job.
But other than that I've been having a good time. First Puerto Rico and now this, its been very nice. Right now we're all waiting for dinner to be ready and just hanging out, which is fun. Things could be worse.