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The Wild Weekend From Who Knows Where!!!!

I thought this weekend was going to be like any that i have spent at home. Well sadly it was. On Tuesday I found out that my dad went to the hospital for having kidney stones. The fact that my dad actually said that he was sick at all made me go into a panic because he never does that. Because of this I arranged to leave from work early on Wednesday. On my way down the hill the truck that was in front of me decided to stop suddenly. I had the choice to ram him with my car or try to get out of the way. Well I evidently decided to go the wrong way because I slammed into the side of this huge rock truck that could have eaten my car with me in it. The amazing thing about this was that even with the damage to my passenger door and my back end both my door and trunk both still open. The other thing that was amazing was that no one got a ticket.
Well I still went home for the weekend. I went home and slept until 1:30 the next afternoon. When I woke up my mom called me and said that my brother was going to go with my dad to Alaska for the weekend but could not and would I like to go instead? Well I said that I would. I quickly packed up my stuff and my dad and I got into the car. After a wile we decided that I should drive because his medication made him hallucinate. After a wile I was glad that we had decided this because my dad in amazement told me how cool it was that the arrows on the road were standing up and flying away.
Well I did not end up going to Alaska because my aunt could not change my brothers ticket to my name. I was still glad that I was driving my dad however. Because my aunt got my dad's ticket we had to go up to Boise Idaho for his flight. After dropping off my dad I spent the day with my cousins that lived in the area. At 4am the next morning I took off for home.
Once arriving home I was wanting to take a nap but once again my mom made me an offer. I went out to lunch with her and a bunch of colleagues.
Next I went to my old daycare to help with a carnival that they were having.
Finally I went home to saint George after going to church with my mom. This is were my story would normally end but in my world the story never ends, I just have intermissions.
I walked into my house to find a zucchini that had been cut like a jack-o-lantern. This is what the note said that accompanied it.
-Dearest ELeiza,
On your doorstep is a lighted squash-o-lantern
Somewhere below you (hint, Apt #2) is the other
half, join these two halfs of flame to become one
flaming love squash so our love can burn as one,
will you go to home coming... oh wait that was
last week... will you go to the dance w/me
oh wait there is no dance it's fall break...
that really "squashes" my hopes
ok so this was juxt a fun tease by ur
friends who were bored but Love you lots? think
ur cool, happy fall break
-your unanimous
friends
Like I said, the crazy stuff just never ends.

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