Bourne Family Christmas Party

Well, on the 23rd of December we cleaned up and made food for the party that was to take place later that day, with all of the Bourne's, just the Bourne's, none of the half cousins as we allowed to stay at Dean's. I woke up as Valerie and Gutto cleaned, and I took a shower on the top level before they cleaned that part. It was weird, them being there as we dressed and showered. Kind of weird. Less weird than mechanics repairing our R.V. though. While we showered. That was weirder. Not as weird as when a random truck guy wanted to see the inside of our R.V., and he looked at everything while we ate pasties. We barely knew him. Yeah, I've had a lot of weird experiences with people in my houses or R.V.'s. But anyway, it was weird.

Zach called me again, like he did while I was at the party the night before. He asked if I could come over, and I gave my mom the phone as she agreed. Dad and I drove over in a sports car, talking about some things. I was excited to go, to miss all the boringness of waiting for the people to come. I like doing it, but I also hate it too. It's complex. We drove over, and came in their neighborhood as I told Dad when to go right or left, over hills or down them, past houses and into streets, stuff like that. We came to their house on the block, and Dad drove off after I went up by the door and was led in by Zach, my friend. We went up the stairs to his room and he talked about a thing called a Bey-Blade, and we got some sticks together, and fake weapons. A bat, a fake sword, a fake nerf gun, and some others. Then we went outside and played to our hearts content, jumping on rocks and fighting air in his forest, also running on the front side and doing a whole episode. It was awesomely fun. Hours past as they felt like minutes, and we ran around, fought dragons, loons, jumped on trains, did some cool things in a battle and saved the world. We used the weapons hard. It was a good plot too. Well, pretty soon we got really tired and had some drinks, collecting my stuff. I got my fake phone I lost, and some other things I picked up too. Dad came. Mr. Howell and him talked a little before we drove off after a great play-date. From there we went to a Chick-Fil-A, and I waited in the car for like 20 minutes while Dad stood in line to get a Chicken Nugget Plate that was to be huge, for the party. It was like 4:50 then, and we had to get home before 5 when people would come. The nugget were on my knees as we drove to the house. They were so hot, and I now know what it feels like to have your pants on fire. We crept and parked in the grassed area by the trailers and trash cans, and I was very dirty from Zach's house. Our plan was for Dad to go inside the regular way, and for me to go through the woods around and go to the parents bedroom, to go downstairs and get some clothes, and to creep back upstairs and take a shower. I got out of the car, and entered the way into the long covered forest.

It didn't exactly work the way we planned. Deanna and her family came, but I got in the forest, basically hidden passing by the pool and grass. I went to the top of the uphill woods, then going down and getting on a deck and going by a door which opened in the den. After that I went up the stairs to the patio and door for the parents bedroom, watching over the pool, swings and deck. I looked through the see-through door and saw the bedroom, and turned the nob. It didn't open. I tried it again. No open. I was inwardly screaming. I went downstairs to the door going to the den, and opened it up, hoping that maybe no one would be sitting in the ultra comfortable room of our house, where there's a lot of chairs and places to sit. Blade sat in the spinning chair of my computer desktop. Rebecca, Nathan and the four toddler cousins were all on the floor. Dean, Danielle, and Jennifer were seated about the room. Mom was by the round table in an old comfortable chair. It was an awkward moment. They said hello, but for the most part they were cold, because I wasn't even there when they arrived. They thought me tacky, and kind of weird. I saw Miguel and Vincent also in there. Stares were exchanged. Inwardly, I hit myself in the face.

Mom said I didn't need to take a shower, I should just dress into something else. I went and got in the outfit I had worn before, it being miraculously clean. Jeans and a blue shirt with Navy Pier on it, something I got from Chicago. I then stayed around a little, and talked to Miguel, Julie's boyfriend. He has red/orange hair, a beard and is kind of pale. He's nice, and funny too. He likes history and books, and also he is in his 25-30's age range. He has a kid named Michael. I said hello to the eight year old fun kid. Vincent, Lauren's boyfriend, sat by Miguel in a chair by the fireplace. He was deep in his iPad, although he did say hi. I went downstairs after talking with those people a little, and saw Daniel and Joshua, and took pictures for them. They were bad though. I looked in boredness at Julie and Mom making dinner, and went around to see Blue, Jeff, and some other guys in Dad's office talking. I went downstairs and saw Nathan and Rebecca playing wii, I talked to Michael a little and played with Emily, Emma, Phillip and James, them running around the house after our dogs and also playing barbies. It got annoying, but worth it.

After that people got served up, and I ate at the dining table with Vincent at the far end and Lauren by him. Still on iPad. I moved my lips silently and said with moving them to Lauren, "Is he gonna do that the whole time?" She smiled and said I was beyond my years. While I'm on this subject, let me describe Vincent. Blue eyes, kind of bald, thin and nice sometimes, but at other times a smart alack and tries to leave you speechless, to beat you in a game. At one point we were talking about Mark Twain and I brought down by 8 book collection, and told a little about each one. And then he said I didn't say anything about them, even though I did. He probably wasn't even paying attention. Now, he can be nice and I'm happy for Lauren if she's happy. He is just interesting. Don't get me wrong, he's nice, smart, and tells good stories, it's just sometimes he can be....well, don't get me started. I'm changing the subject.

Well, the party was fun as we talked of different things and played with the kids, and when everybody left I was both exhausted but sad the fun was over. We then went to bed. It was a good day. I summed it up a little too briefly, but I am tired. I admit it. Well, goodnight.

My nostrils are talking to me!,

Andrew.