Sunday, September 21, 2008

But I don't want it to be the Fool!!!

Jack and I had a conversation before the wedding about the Live Ship Traders about who Amber might be and really, he knew and I didn't want him to tell me, and I was fighting what he made me think. Well, I just finished the book Mad Ship and I don't want Amber to be the Fool from the Farseer trilogy, but I am afraid that I have to give it up and allow it to happen because no other character is more driven by fate.



So now that I'm done whining, I get to tell you all why I am soooooooo happy! I asked one of my friends if he would go to homecoming with me and he said yes!!! The reason that I asked him is because I am running for Homecoming Queen and need a date. I won't know whether or not I will even be on Court until sometime after the third of October which is the week before Homecoming. So I am not sure if Court is wearing formal clothes and everyone else whatever they went to the game in or what the deal is. So I ordered a dress online that is really pretty.
Mom said that many people are asking what made me want to run for homecoming queen. One day, I was thinking, what would make my senior memorable to me? The answer came to me almost immediately... Get on Court. So I am participating in a very prominent popularity contest (and I don't expect to win).
Last month was Tamara and Jack's wedding and it was absolutely beautiful, and I am so happy to be able to claim Jack as my brother-in-law. Hey Jack, I'm assuming that you gave Tamara your wedding present to her, I love the story behind it. Last month we also moved back into our house.Yesterday we spent most of the day either in the garage or running in and out of the garage with more stuff, emptying out box after box. Brent and Dad went over to drop off a van full to DI. We can now walk, easily, from the front of the garage to the back.
I hope that everyone has a great week. I love all the people that I am aware are reading this and probably some of thoes that I don't know are reading this. Talk to you all later,
Chelsea