Tuesday, 17 April 2018

Day Two Thousand and Ninety Three

We had a very nice party last night. Until my bedtime. 

With our friends the Mahoneys. 

Mister Kirian made a delicious made of everything dinner with round empty pasta too. 

Mister Kirian cooks tasty things in a lots of real money for you dinner restaurant. Ha. Good for us. 

Everybody laughed a lot. Except for my friends Emmet and Tara. 

Because they were not here. Emmet was at the library in far away Saint Francis’s university. 

They are very busy studying for their remember everything exams. 

At their universities. It is not the same university. Oh well. Too bad for them. 

We did not have even a little sleep in today. Craig and Zita and I were up early today.

Because Zita had to go to an important early meeting. At the rascal ladies office. 

After we went for our soggy in the morning walk. 

All the silly ice is melting and it is too messy outside. Again. Oh dear. That is not so nice outside. 

And today is the day Miss Devon comes to make the house all spic and span. But she did not come.

Because of a headache. Oh dear.

Then a nice lady came to our house to tell us all about her Mister God. She even had books too. 

But Craig told her we already knew about Mister God. And we had lots and lots of books too. She did not mind. 

Craig did not tell her all about my friend Mister Saint Newton. 

Maybe she does not have a dog. Oh well. Too bad for her. 

Niamh went to Mister Starbucks store. Where they have the too much money coffees. 

To study for her remember everything about laws. It is tomorrow. Oh dear. 

Cousin Orlaith went to an important meeting too. 

But there were no buffalos there. Or beautiful big horses. Only people. Oh well.

Craig and I had a fat crunchy peanut butter sandwich for our lunchtime. With very tasty jam. 

It was Zita’s own special jam. Her father made it just for her. In way far away Dublin. From his own in his backyard berries. 

Craig stole it. 

Because there was no other nice jam. Only Zita’s. Oh dear. 

Even the tasty from far away France jam was all gone too. Oh dear. Too bad for us. 

We will have another altogether dinner tonight. We will not have any tasty jams for dinner tonight. Ha.

I think we will watch the detectives tonight. Maybe with chips. 

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