(222nd BLOG POST OF BOURNE'S BIG TRIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Julie again spent the night, and we all got up and left at about 10-11, even though I had thought we were leaving later. We all went in the suburban, and drove to Lake Altoona, coming to Uncle Dean's house. He has a big driveway, nice long house that goes down with the hill going down, and a modern porch and garage. We parked, and got the honey baked ham and other things from the car, like all the camera equipment they were going to use in pictures for people. Dean and Jeff came out. You've already met Dean if you've been reading any of the last posts, so let me describe Jeff. Normal sized in height, brown blonde hair and clean shaven face, pretty thin. He's Deanna's husband, who's Dean's daughter, my first cousin. We talked of the Iliad a little, and other things. He's nice and fun to talk to. We walked in with all our things, and saw again Danielle, Barbra, and others. My eyes fell upon Deanna, who is pregnant and has black hair and fair skin. Nice lady. We said hello to each other, and the trip was again the subject of interest. I saw Emily and Phillip, who are little kids. Emily is 3 with short brown hair and a pretty face, and Phillip has blonde hair, laid back, and is 1. Phillip talks a lot and on the back porch which has many chairs and is super big and long, was pretend fishing, reeling a plastic rod over the balcony and then reeling it back in. Very cute. Emily remembered me even after 6 months, for I am something special to the little girl, almost as important to her as her teddy bear. For I am, "Silly Andrew" as Emily and Emma call me. Before we left in like March I gained the title for being funny and silly. It is a blessing, and a curse, for you have to do SOMETHING funny every second.
Nathan, Blade, Jennifer, and Emma came in and we said hi. The former two you know, but the latter two is untouched territory. Jennifer is Blade's wife, Nathan's mom, and has black hair. Emma is four and is skinny, pretty, childlike, and tall too, with long black hair. She's the one who is always demanding me to make her laugh. It's sometimes a little annoying, to be honest. You have to have all her attention, and it's hard to go do things with anyone else, and you have to constantly bring up new, honest, from the heart comedy, slapstick. It's been around a long time, but you can't do stand-up comedy or jokes because they won't understand it, so it's slapstick or funny faces and stuff. I enjoy it a little though. It's okay.
I stayed on the front porch and talked to people as Daniel and Denise came, followed by a red haired pretty girl. It was Daniel's girlfriend, Jackie. She was nice. At one point in the party Daniel showed me some little superhero action figures Jackie stored in a purse in a plastic bag. There was Thor, Hulk, Deadpool, Wolverine, Spider Man, and another guy I can't remember. They were little lego sized kind of toys, very fun to look at. Other people came, and I talked to Blue and Danielle about the marina after they came in. Uncle Dean has a nice house. It's pretty, and has good walls and a nice look. Then after an hour of just playing around with some of the kids outside on the back deck and in the basement, people came, who some I didn't even know. A very old friend of Grandfather and having bald head named Fain approached, and asked me some questions, if I had been trouble at all. His wife, Laratine, is a nice brown haired lady, we all looked at pictures in Dean's dining room, and I described the places they were seeing on the prints. Laratine told me later she was glad I described them. Fain and Lartine's 45 year old son, Tim, who has black-grey hair that goes down like a army person was also there, he and I talked about Mark Twain, his short stories, catholics, and many other things that were introduced in subject that came about through other conversations. He was nice to talk to. I enjoyed him. Other people came, an old lady with short white hair and short body, who when we were sitting at the dining room table, eating, heard Dad say, "You better be careful what you say to Andrew, he'll write it down." Although, she did not say anything earth-shaking that visit. Kind of a disappointment too, it would've made for good writing. Such is the expectant hopes and falls of the blogephere. Sigh.
A pretty, black haired, 26 year old named Christina, was nice and became a newborn photographer at a hospital. Mom shares that bond with her, them both being photographers. She had a fiancee who was an illustrator there who was tall, dark, with glasses and dark black hair. Rebecca listened in interest as he talked about techniques and advice for drawing and illustrating. He showed us some stuff he did that's in a gallery in Atlanta, and I looked with interest upon the beautiful photos of places that the two went around Europe, like Venice where Steven (the fiancee) proposed in a gondola. They showed us pictures of beautiful Switzerland, with it's mountains, forests, and steamy lakes. Kind of looks a little like Maine. It's funny how people sometimes go searching for beautiful things in Europe and Asia (don't get me wrong, plenty of unique and nice things in the continents) when there is some of the same things in America. Venice is one-of-a-kind, but we have a sphinx in Las Vegas, beautiful things in Maine and Michigan, and all the things in the movies in Hollywood, but their not genuine, they're on a film set.
Richard "the lion carperteer" came, who is bald and has a blonde haired country accented son named Cameron, who's kind of like me except he's thinner, taller, stronger, and more handsome. A Price Charming, son of Richard the Lion Carperteer. Richard the Lion Carperter's wife, Queen Sandravere, is very nice also. They are a perfectly royal family.
(Inside joke you might not of understood explained:
Richard the Lion Heart (real king in the Crusades) = Richard the Lion Carperteer (I was giving him the name just to be funny, he is a carpet guy and his name is Richard)
Queen Gwynevere (King Arthur's wife) = Queen Sandraviere
Back to the blog. Everyone was about and talking and doing different things, and we ate a great lunch/dinner that had all kinds of good treats, honey baked ham, stuffing, green beans, and yams and such. It was really good, and everybody picked their own different spots all around the house. Then we stayed around for a longer time, and I went down with Emma and had to keep her back from Nathan, who was also down there. Nathan kept trying to play and wrestle with her, but he stopped and Emma attacked him for no reason. That wasn't even close to the brutality she used in throwing bean-bags not in the holes on the ramps but at people. I had to stop her from aggressing HIM, instead of the other way around. Before that though we were chasing Nathan outside for some reason, and Emily got in trouble for going out the back door. I felt it was my fault, and I said so, but strangely I was neither punished nor blamed. There were several other instances as this, going up and down and around levels, but at about 5:30 Deanna left, followed by a lot of other people. I said goodbye to all those interesting and colorful characters, the souls of the lake. Very nice. Then we said goodbye to the remaining people after a great visit, and left.
Back at the house, Jackie, Daniel, and Denise came over and did paperwork for some boring adult thing. Daniel and Jackie came in the basement with Rebecca and me, and we did very funny videos about a dirty one armed evil baby doll, the one I will talk about more in a few days later. It was a lot of fun.
They left at about 9. We then went to bed. I really did have a great time at the Christmas Party. A lot of fun. And a great day. Goodbye...for now.
I hate rats. They die and make terrible smells. It makes me shudder,
Andrew.
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