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By Over the Rhine
- darlin', christmas is coming, salvation army bells are ringing.
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Today started out with me getting kidnapped. Then I was tangled in a web of deceit. It was grand, I tell you.
Mrs Meholick called around eleven while we were doing school in order to kidnap me for nefarious deed-doing: viz. things involving surprise birthday party for Sarah which is on Friday. Hannah and Alessandra and Caroline were also involved. I was not yet dressed, because I am desperately lazy in the mornings, so I had to run upstairs and change while they made their way to the door (they were at Caroline's, and she lives two houses down). Because I am nothing if not impractical I put on my lovely new ankle-length tulle skirt, for verily it is awesome and I wanted to show it off. It made getting into the car particularly entertaining, though my shoes, which were somewhat large and clunky, were what got stuck at the end. Anyway, we went to the mall to look for birthday presents. We poked around in Claire's looking at earrings: I found a lovely pair of long dangly black earrings with a great deal of carving detail. "Ooh, look at these! They're, like, completely Edwardian Art-Deco, yeah?" Quoth Mrs M: "It really shows how geeky we are that not only did you make that reference, but everyone got it." (Though really the geekier references involved the High School Musical miscellania what had Zac Efron on -- I was all "OH GOSH LOOK WHAT WEE BABY SIMON TURNED INTO!" Because Efron played wee Simon in the "Safe" episode of Firefly and it is really rather terrifying now. And yes, everyone got that one, too. Hobnobbing with people who get my geeky references is lovely. "Can't you just see Simon Tam," says I, "dancing round the set, coat-tails flapping?" No. We couldn't.)
Later we trundled into FYE, and Alessandra insisted I listened to a song on her iPod, which meant that she carried the iPod and I had the earbuds in. "Wither thou goest, so must go I!", quoth Banui.
After the mall came Wal-Mart, where we bought general party supplies (such as peppermint sprinkles for cupcakes) and wandered round trying to find each other again and Hannah and I examined the rather off-putting names of some of the lipstick colours: "toasted rose"? -- and wondered aloud why on earth Tinkerbell is apparently being held up as a role-model for girls nowadays. (She tried to kill Wendy, people. Anyway where are all of the handbags and t-shirts with Wendy on?) And then onto the Peaceable Kingdom for a very specific present, and we oohed and ahhed over our favourite pre-Raphaelite paintings and an extremely shiny thirty-dollar fountain pen with various nibs and an exquisite inkwell, hardly to mention the seals and sealing wax.
Then a complicated series of events ensued that involved Mrs Meholick not being able to bring me home just yet and bringing me along to her house and having to work out a cover story to keep Sarah from being suspicious (fortunately by this time Caroline had had to go home, as that would have been really difficult to explain), so I spent the next two hours petting the new and very friendly kitten and watching a) a film the Meholick kids and Alessandra made of their LotR action figures auditioning for a play, which involved Elrond singing "My Heart Will Go On", Legolas trying to be Bill Sykes, and Nazgul in the family way, and b) Anne of Avonlea, which was sort of on crack as it mingled random elements from about three Anne books into some TOTAL OTHER STORYLINE, which essentially involved this weird cross bloke standing in for Little Elizabeth's father, only she was Emmeline not Elizabeth and she was combined with that one girl who wanted to be in the Mary Queen of Scots play and also had WEIRD HARRY POTTER GLASSES, anyway, LITTLE ELIZABETH'S FATHER PROPOSING TO ANNE. SERIOUSLY. Also Gilbert was a high-voiced personality-less pansy with awful shellacked hair and bore almost no resemblance to book!Gilbert of whom I am very fond. Also Little Elizabeth's grandmother was also the mother of Long-Suffering Pauline who wanted to go to her childhood friend's silver anniversary and WHAT. Then there was this random scene with a sheep stampede, and everyone was wearing clothing that was clearly influenced by the 1980s more than the 1880s. It was all very strange.
Then I came home and was very happy. The wind's been howling around the house all evening, and rain has been intermittently beating on the roof. I lit the big candles on my desk and cosied up with a novel and some cocoa with whipped cream and a stick of peppermint and Over the Rhine's Christmas album, which I convinced Dad to buy, and it is absolutely perfect.
Oh dear, all of this mad enthusing sounds terribly frivolous. But it's so wonderful (and rare!) to have a thoroughly delightful day.
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