Friday Night Live

I'm real tired but the Programme/Talent Show is over. Nephew9 won with Headstands and Handstands to Pokemon song. Other acts were White Men Can't Jump (Boy13 twirling basketball to Harlem Globetrotters theme song), Trumpet solo by Boy14 (and bass solo), dramatic reading of The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe, Macbeth soliloquy by Uncle Chris and Ob-la-di Ob-la-da by Aunt Betsy and me. Nephew8 did a kind of improv where the audience shouted out roles such as clown, firefighter, monster, surgeon, Chuckee, and then he acted them out. I was a little nervous when I saw on the program Nephew8 Acts Up.

Later we played Red Light/Green Light and Mother May I in the yard until we were eaten by mosquitoes.

Earlier today the girls were treated to spa treatments by yours truly. I had the clarifying facial which was 45 minutes long and included face, neck and hand massage, exfoliating, hot and cold treatments. It was wonderful. A man was the cosmetologist, interesting.

We had a nice Italian dinner out, adults only, and most of us brought home leftovers.

Spell check tells me mosquitoes is kind of like potatoes. Mosquito/potato. Poe only lived to be 40 years old. That reminds me. At the Mark Twain Cave the tour guide told us about a freaky doctor from St. Louis who conducted medical experiments in the cave. When people would not donate cadavers for his research, he went to cemeteries and dug up his own. Then he got caught. Not long afterward his 14 year old daughter died of pnuemonia (??). He wanted to see if he could, what's the word they used, not mumify, but preserve a body indefinitely, PETRIFY. He submerged her body in an alcohol solution and placed it in a glass cylinder, with a brass cylinder around that and stuck it in the cave. After two years, that 'experiment' was discovered and put the doctor to a halt.