All Things Anne

This probably won’t be very long, I woke up about 10 minutes ago and I don’t think I’m quite awake yet! It’s 5:26 am, way too early for any decent person to be awake. Especially decent persons who stayed up late making sandwich spread. (Egg salad, by the way, in case anyone was curious. Really good egg salad. I think. Maybe if I tasted it now it wouldn’t be so good…)

Anyways. What I love (that was really sarcastic, in case you didn’t know) is waking up…come stumbling out of my room and Mom says something like “Want to make sandwiches?” I’m like, “Not really!” You know the feeling–you were up about five seconds before and your brain hasn’t totally turned on yet. Technically, it’s still in sleep mode.

Or how about poor Eric, he–well, in order to know what I’m talking about, I have to tell you about the breakfast. Mom was cutting holes out of bread, buttering it, and frying it with an egg in the hole. Then again, I guess it wasn’t a hole, it was a round of bread that got cut out, and made a hole! Anyway, some of the eggs were runny. Poor Eric, come stumbling into the kitchen and gets one of the lucky toasts, with a runny egg in it. He leaned on the counter in front of sink and started eating his breakfast. Well, you know what runny eggs do when broken, don’t you? They drip. Exactly. He wasn’t even quite awake and here his breakfast is dripping through his fingers!

Anyway, I guess I should kind of say why we’re up so early and going to Whitehall, eh? Oh, I didn’t mention we’re going to Whitehall? We are. We (Dad, Ben, Joe, Eric, the twins, Rase, and I–the rest of the kids and Mom are going to Tess’ first piano recital) are going to look at a camper trailer, to buy it so our whole family can go hunting. That will be quite an adventure! (By the way, to prove I’m still asleep, I just asked how many inches the trailer was–20 or 24. “Inches?” Joe said.) The drive is three hours both ways, then I don’t know how long we’ll be there, so we’ll be gone almost all day. Leaving in fifteen minutes (it’s now 5:45 am).

I was leaving a message for a friend of mine, and Mom says “Who’s up at this time??”
“Nobody, I’m just leaving a message,” I said.
“Your friends in Eastern Standard should be up,” Ben said.
“Probably, but they go to work. She, I mean.”
“Oh. Your friend in South Africa should be up!” Ben said.
“She is, but it’s only…” I counted on my fingers. “Only two there. She doesn’t come on before, say, five.”
“Oh.”

Well, there ya have it…a post before I woke up. I guess even with my brain on autopilot I can write a fairly decent-sized post!

Now to collect my notebooks so I have something to write in on the way!