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And currently I am a bit sleepy. You know, having a checklist certainly improves the amount and earliness I get things done, if not the quality. Which I suppose is why, since I can’t think of anything else to put on here, I think I’ll post a piece of pure ridiculousness I wrote Monday. I have no idea as to whether or not I shall continue this tale, I may and then again I may not. It has potential for humor though I think…

“Tevla Arnan, you had better hurry, the guests will be arriving soon.” Myla called up to her sister, who was busy reading a book comfortable snuggled up in a corner of a couch.
“All right, I’m coming.” Tevla replied as she carefully placed a book mark in her book and then set it aside. Parties were not of any interest to her but this one she was making an effort for as it was a special welcome home party for her uncle Edmund Rarnar who was returning from a voyage to Lisan and would probably have great tales of adventure to tell.
Tevla quickly pulled out her party dress from her closet, it was a pale pink which looked lovely against her wavy brown hair and dark brown eyes. Tevla would have been considered the beauty of the family, if it hadn’t been for her younger sister Myla who took more care about her appearance and always made sure that every single one of her blonde curls was in place and that her gowns were exactly the same shade of blue as her eyes. But though Myla spent several hours getting ready for a part and Tevla spent less than ten minutes they both looked equally beautiful as the came down stairs together to great the guests who were arriving.
As was usual, Uncle Edmund was late for like Tevla, he was not very fond of parties, except as an opportunity to tell his stories of adventure to a captive audience. The fact that the party was in his honor had no effect on his punctuality because as usual he showed up exactly a half hour late. Smilingly he kissed his older sister, who was Tevla’s mother, shook hands with his brother in law, and then shook hands with his two nieces. It was considered remarkable by most that Tevla and her uncle were both the same age, twenty-one but as very large families and cases of marrying young were quite frequent in the land of Descar, no one took much notice. Indeed it took Edmund about ten minutes to shake hands with every single one of his relations, with the exception of about ten of them who were too young to be at the party, Then of course the guests had all to be greeted and then every one stood around for a moment of awkward silence before the butler informed them that dinner was served after being signaled by Mrs. Arnan several times.
Uncle Edmund being the guest of honor led Mrs. Arnan in while Mr. Arnan led Tevla in. Myla considered herself unfortunate by being led in by her grandfather Rarnar as she would have much preferred being led in by just about any single young man there. Myla was nineteen and extremely worried about being an old maid like her sister. Though indeed Tevla could hardly be considered an old maid.
Through out the whole meal Uncle Edmund spoke in a voice that could be heard throughout the whole table, thereby making all other conversation useless, about his adventures. He appeared to be addressing his remarks to Mrs. Arnan who was mainly concerned that every one had plenty to eat, but all listened in. Mrs. Arnan had place plenty of uncracked nuts on the table as she knew how fond her brother was of them. All though he hardly paused to eat them Edmund put the nuts to good use for in his description of an attack on their ship by pirates he cracked nuts at the exciting points. Indeed during his description of the cannon fire he even woke up Grandfather Rarnar who had dozed off right after the soup course.
There was a general feeling of relief when dinner had reached its conclusion. Now it was time for those who were not too full from eating, which was practically everybody as many parts of Uncle Edmund’s stories had not been particularly appetizing, especially as Mrs. Arnan had used tomato sauce in just about all of the dishes, to begin the dancing part of the evening.
Uncle Edmund asked Tevla to dance, as was considered right and proper, and continued his discourse about his adventures. But unlike her mother Tevla was actually interested in his adventures and asked questions so well and listened so nicely that he asked her for the next dance, and the one after it and the after that. Now three dances in a row with the same young lady was considered a bit excessive unless you were engaged or married to her or about to be either, so he had to switch partners before asking Tevla again.
The evening closed rather early as Uncle Edmund showed signs of being able to speak loudly for several hours more and most of the relations and guests had chosen to leave early with bad headaches.