Slice #20

The lush forest creates an emerald green canopy over the road.  The sticky, humid air rushes through the windows of the car.  You can hear the faint thunder of waves crashing onto the beautiful beaches.  My sisters talk excitedly about going out for ice cream after the beach like mom promised we would today.  It's warm out but not hot.  It's still early in the morning and the tops of the trees are covered in fog.  We're almost there.  You can see the old, rusty mailboxes in the driveway as we make our way to the house.  We drive a few minutes longer.  We have finally arrived.  I am so excited to begin our summer vacation.

Slice #19

First put on a layer of heavy foundation everywhere on your face.  Then apply as much bright pink blush as you can.  Then put on eyeshadow.  Do a light purple for your eyelids and then go darker as you get higher.  Then do your eyeliner as thick as you can with long wings.  Then do your eyebrows with a dark brown pencil.  Then put on your mascara.  Put it on your top and bottom lashes and put on as much as you can.  Now time for lipstick.  Find the brightest red you can and slather it all over your lips.  Now your makeup is done.  Find a curling iron and curl your hair into ringlets.  Put hairspray in until it feels like your hair is plastic and then go find your costume.  Try to put it on without messing anything up and you are finally ready for the play.

Slice #18

It snowed.  I didn't think it would but it did.  It is so beautiful.  Glimmering in the sunlight.  Covering everything in a blanket of white.  It snowed a lot.  All of the trees are covered.  There is a little snow man in the park across the street.  He has sticks for arms and no face.  I wonder who made him.  I sit in my room drinking tea and doing homework.  Something about it being cold outside makes me feel warmer inside.  My puppy runs around outside like a maniac.  He loves the snow.  My sisters are watching a TV show together.  I can hear it faintly through my door.  I smile and hope for more snow tomorrow.

Slice #17

I was so excited to have the day off of school until I realized how boring it would be.  The hours seem to pass slowly.  I don't know what to do.  I am so sick of watching TV and playing online.  I want to do something but it is freezing outside.  I could do math homework but I am really not excited for that.  I am so bored.  I can't believe we have another day off tomorrow.

Slice #16

It is hectic to say the least.  People run around the rooms holding make up bags and various wigs and costume pieces.  Everyone talks loudly telling each other where to go and what to do.  We are pushed together in the room that is far to small for the number of people in it.  We are poked and prodded with eyebrow pencils, mascara, and lipstick until our director is satisfied with our make up.  Then our hair is curled, and put up.  Hair spray flies around us like a fog.  Fifteen minutes to places they tell us.   We run to get our costumes and get backstage.  The lights come on and I take a deep breath.  Time to start the dress rehearsal.  

Slice #15

Everything is coming together. The set is being painted.  The costumes are being made and put on.  The props are being finished.  Everything is almost ready.  You can feel everyone getting more and more excited as we get closer to opening night.  We still have a lot of things to work out but the dress rehearsal lifts my spirits.  Everyone is scrambling around putting the final touches on everything and, while it might be taking a while, trying on the costumes and seeing everyone else's costumes is so much fun.  Our costume designer is so clever.  I am so excited to see how the show turns out.

Slice #14

I am pulling one end of the rope toy as hard as I can.  My puppy has his teeth clamped around the other.  He growls and shakes his head trying to loosen my grip on the toy but I hold on tightly.  He tries to get a better grip on the toy and I see my chance.  I pull it out of his mouth and throw it.  He comes back to me, tail wagging and we go through the same thing again.  My puppy's thinking makes no sense.  It's like he wants you to throw the toy, but he doesn't want you to take it from him.  Oh well.  At least he's cute!