I had a fairly busy afternoon. Mom and Jared are going on a cruise tomorrow, so Grandma came over to keep an eye on things. We had dinner outside, which was great, except for the two yellowjackets who kept stalking me, then vanished as soon as I left to sit on the steps of the back porch. D:

Then we decided to have some smores cooked over the fire pit in the backyard, when we discovered we didn't have marshmallows. Or graham crackers. Or chocolate. So I bummed $10 off of Mom and bought some down at the Dollar General, and a bag of peachie-gummy-rings for me (though I shared with Gram, because she likes them).

Came home, did smores. I always like being around campfires. Fire is fab to look at, except when it's destroying your personal property and residence of eleven years. I had two smores, but everybody else polished off an entire bag of marshmallows and all three of the king-size Hershey Bars (they didn't have any of those neat bulk pack things, so I just bought a few at the gas station).

Things I saw while I was out:

A woman named Twinkle. She was pretty old--but still very, very pretty--and she was working the register at the Dollar General. She asked if I was gonna make smores, and I nodded. XD

A carful of total strangers honking at me urgently and waving like lunatics. It was very flattering, but still kind of odd. XP

I just blew through two units of my GED program in about an hour. Jesus! And I got an 89 on the test for it. (I got kind of tripped up on dangling modifiers.)