Happy, Happy Birthday

What a good day. I woke up around 8 (that's really early, even thought I went to bed before midnight last night- I was exhausted), started the first day of the Summer Sit Up Challenge (Randilee and I are starting at 30 sit ups every morning. As soon as we can, we'll increase to 35, then 40, on up until school starts in August), at some breakfast (Cap'n Crunch), then went to Niccole's to work on the cake and play with the babies (parentheses party! I couldn't let this sentence be left out).Kelsey has quite the little attitude. Niccole had her all dressed and ready to go shopping for supplies by the time i arrived around 9:30, but she still needed to get her shoes on. We made a big production of looking for her princess sandals so she would be excited to wear them, but after all of that work she decided she'd rather wear her boots. They're pink faux suede uggs that zip up on the inside. They do not go with pink plaid shorts and a shiny Hello Kitty t-shirt, not to mention it's June and nobody needs to wear boots anymore. Niccole was exasperated. I thought it was adorable. If I were more prone to doodling, I would draw her with braided pigtails, that rainbow shiny shirt, those tiny shorts, and the huge pink boots. So cute!

While Niccole and I we

re decorating the cake, Kelsey was stacking the dye bottles on top of each other.

"I'm making a sand castle!"

Then she would knock them over and go "rescue" the ones that had fallen to the floor. She kept yelling at me.

"AAAAUBREEEEY! Hey AAAUUBBREEEEYY! AUBREY! HEY!"

"Yes, Kelsey?"

"Is this blue?"

"No, that's green."

"You're right! It's green!"

"Yup. That's green."

A moment of quiet babble.

"AAAAAAUUBREEEEY!"

And that's how it went for 40 minutes.

Before I left, I helped clean up a bit (that was the payment for the cake). Also, I cuddled with Kelsey until she fell asleep. I love holding sleeping babies. There is something exquisitely bitter-sweet about it.

I brought Randilee down here so she and BJ could see the show again. They went to Shoots and brought me some left overs.

Then.

After the show.

It was time for the cast birthday party.

It was so much FUN! First we opened the pinata in a rather imaginative way; since the Sacketts don't have a place to string up something to whack, we placed the pinata in the middle of the floor next to the bat and a pair of fuzzy gloves. We rolled dice for doubles. When doubles were achieved (?), the roller donned the fuzzy gloves and took one good whack at the pinata. Once everyone got the hang of it, it was a roaring good time.

Next, we did the white elephant gift exchange, Warner Style. We used a shortened, modified version of The Cat in the Hat, which David and Cameron read. Again, once everyone got the hand of the take each others' presents thing and the time wore down, it was a blast.

We quickly sang at the birthday cake, sans candles, so everyone who had to leave early could do so without feeling guilty about cutting into the cake. Then we had Sackett ice cream. I think I've been sworn to secrecy? I'm not sure, but it was hysterically funny. Word of advice: Do NOT get between Eric and his ice cream.

And then things kind of wound down. Most people had to leave. Those who stayed played Pounce. Me knees took a beating. It was just me, Scott, Shelly, Melissa, and Randilee by the time we decided to play Wario Ware Smooth Moves. That is my favorite party game of all time.

And then it was really late, so we all went home.

Mark this day- let it be known that on June 3rd, 2011, Aubrey Warner threw her first ever successful party.

Mmmm.

What a good day.

:)

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Recorded 6/3/11

Notes from the Lieberry

I'm making a pinata! I took some pictures of it, but I don't have a card reader with me (the internet is broken at my house AGAIN and I've taken refuge in the Orem City Library), so you'll have to wait to see the finished product. I know! The suspense is almost more than you can bear!

But what this really means is that I've taken up papier mache. Watch out, my bedroom. You're about the be utterly swamped by useless paper things that I make over the next couple weeks. And watch out, you few but loyal readers, for the bazillions of pictures of things that I am soon to create.

One more thing: I'm in love with most things Kate Nash.

One more one more thing: If you haven't seen Seussical yet, you should get yerself some tickets soon! We're reportedly already 83% sold out, which means that this is not a show to miss, but your chances of missing it are increasing at an alarming rate.

Have a wonderful rainy afternoon, everyone.

:)

Wed Nes Day

So I spent the last hour that I was gonna spend on homework talking to my sister on the phone. Sometimes these things just can't be helped.

A few things:

I can see why and how hunger makes people crazy. For some reason, I have been unbelievably really hungry all the time these last couple weeks. I mean, I eat breakfast, and I usually eat lunch, but if I don't then I eat dinner at 4 or 5 and then I go to rehearsal and I eat a snack after rehearsal. So I shouldn't be ravenous; I should at least be okay. But for reasons I think I'll never know, I feel like I'm starving to death. And then I go crazy thinking about when I'm gonna eat, and what I could possibly eat to satiate this gargantuan monster that is my bottomless stomach. It's really weird.

I might could possibly maybe a little bit almost very nearly kind of maybe almost hope to have a prayer to pass my classes this semester. Wouldn't that be nice? I mean, I don't expect to get a 4.0 again (2 semesters ago- I only took 3 classes, and 2 of them were participation-based), but at least I might (might) not fail.

I wrote a poem yesterday. It was hard, but it was also fun. It is a strict formal poem that uses the same 6 words as the last word in each line of 6 stanzas (a sestina, for those of you who care), so it was kind of like solving a complicated word puzzle, which I love. I think I'll put it up here later. It isn't great, but I'm falling in love with it. :)

Today I worked on (and almost finished) an exercise that riffed off of the sestina (take all of the nouns, adjectives, and verbs and replace them with the entry from the dictionary 7 entries above. Try it!). Here are some of the silliest sentences that emerged:

• "...sharp became pontoon -- gone were the ribs of the loudspeaker Virginia reel and lie."
• "When the lifer of earmuf had gone from henchman Fabian, and sharp could no longer love the tete-a-tete of caldron..."
• "Henchman at last hypothesize see this hap near mayflower..."
• "...torn by the moustaches of grew and repaired by anemometers..."
• "She worst soon jocular the angels."
• "...and she cottontail no longer loudspeaker the texture of calico..."

And in the middle of a sentence, the word "giraffe".

I just found a hole in the thigh of my only pair of jeans. :/ This is distressing. I like these jeans, nay, I. LOVE. these jeans. I got them at Target in November. I'm sad that a $25 pair of jeans only lasted 5 months... actually... I did wear them almost every day for 5 months. That means my cost-per-wear (thank you, Clinton and Stacy!) was, like, .028 cents. But I still need to buy new jeans. Caaaaan't afford thaaaat.

I watched Pooh's Grand Adventure yesterday, and I am happy to report that it is as good as I remember. "Come out, moon; come out, wishing star; come out, come out, wherever you are!" Megan and I used to watch that movie and cry together. Good times.




I got to spend a couple of hours today playing with some really great people and my puppety counterpart. I think her name is Dot or Dottie. She doesn't have pupils yet, so she's still a bit creepy, but it's really nice to get to get used to the real deal puppet instead of Cuddlebum, my rehearsal puppet. I made him out of a teddy bear, two coat hangers, a mitten, and an apron. Anyway, the point is that Dot or Dottie is a lot cooler (and a lot heavier) than Cuddlebum.



So that's m'week so far. Tomorrow is temple and therapy Thursday. I am also attending the BYU Mask Club production of Parade. Shh! Don't tell anyone! And I will be finishing two creative writing assignments AT LEAST. And I'm gonna reserve me some comp tickets. Whoo! Productivity!

P.S.
I have fallen in love with "Paean to Place" by Lorine Niedecker. Ready?
"O my floating life
Do not save love
for things
Throw things
to the flood

ruined
by the flood
Leave the new unbought--
all one in the end--
water"

HOLY crap. It's 6 1/2 pages long. LOVE it.

("He could not
--like water bugs--
stride surface tension
He netted
loneliness")