Because here I am, up in Canada, making a blog post! Yay!
Anyway, we had a lot of fun dancing. Got multiple compliments on my outfit, though surprisingly not any this time on our round dancing. My sister was once again with her hair and her dress called Elvish, too. We caught up with old friends, intermingled, and generally had a blast.
I lose internet access tomorrow at 5 PM, which means that I won't get a blog post tomorrow, but I get up at 5:30 AM so we'll have to see if I can get one in that window. (Probably not, but I'll try.)
Anyway, here I am sitting on the couch which is part of my hotel room. It is technically a couch-bed, but I told my mom, rather insistently and with good reason, that the couch would be fine. When she, with much resistance, opened it up, the bed was incredibly stiff, proving me right.
In general, I tend to know what I'm talking about when I stick by it. (I back down otherwise, even if it turns out I'm right.) So after it was shown that the bed was stiff and the cushions for the couch were nice and soft, I put the bed back to where it was, and also moved my stuff back because my mom had to move it to bring the bed out. (Needless to say, I was not amused so didn't handle it particularly well, especially given I was justified and she ignored me, but oh well, felt good at least to be right.)
I'll go to bed as soon as everyone's done with the bathroom and I've brushed my teeth.
Anyway, we had a lot of fun dancing. Got multiple compliments on my outfit, though surprisingly not any this time on our round dancing. My sister was once again with her hair and her dress called Elvish, too. We caught up with old friends, intermingled, and generally had a blast.
I lose internet access tomorrow at 5 PM, which means that I won't get a blog post tomorrow, but I get up at 5:30 AM so we'll have to see if I can get one in that window. (Probably not, but I'll try.)
Anyway, here I am sitting on the couch which is part of my hotel room. It is technically a couch-bed, but I told my mom, rather insistently and with good reason, that the couch would be fine. When she, with much resistance, opened it up, the bed was incredibly stiff, proving me right.
In general, I tend to know what I'm talking about when I stick by it. (I back down otherwise, even if it turns out I'm right.) So after it was shown that the bed was stiff and the cushions for the couch were nice and soft, I put the bed back to where it was, and also moved my stuff back because my mom had to move it to bring the bed out. (Needless to say, I was not amused so didn't handle it particularly well, especially given I was justified and she ignored me, but oh well, felt good at least to be right.)
I'll go to bed as soon as everyone's done with the bathroom and I've brushed my teeth.
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