June 24, 2008

Ala Kazaam!

I've been a wee bit absent from this blog lately, but sorry, I have a life.

Ok, that was a little harsh. Anyway...

I have been busy, readjusting to living back at home for the summer, working full time, and planning some exciting things for the future (coming soon to a url near YOU!).
Though I will not honor you, dear reader, with the blog you so deserve, I will share a fantastically hilarious story with you.

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Last week my eldest sister graced us with a visit along with her 5-year old son Zach. On Tuesday we went to Big Boy for dinner.

Now, before I go on, let me explain something. I freaking hate Big Boy. While he has never really done anything to personally insult me (although I've heard stories and trust me BB, they have friends on the outside...) I'd rather never look at one for the rest of my life. My family generally NEVER eats there, especially when I am there to offer a hearty veto. The reason we went is that some of our friends are currently serving as missionaries in Chile and BB was going to donate proceeds to a group that was going down to help out.
Needless to say, I felt like a complete ass because I was dreading this dinner and really, really did not want to go.

It ended up being fine. I had macaroni and "cheese" and generally had a good time. While we were waiting for our food, Zach asked how something worked, (I'm slightly ashamed to say I don't remember what) and I truthfully replied "Magic".

"Magic isn't real" he said, before initiating the I-know-everything-death-stare.

"It lives in me" I countered. My sister at this point snorted very loudly into her iced tea.

40 minutes later, dying to leave and take a shower, I headed for the door behind Zach who held a takeout box with half a grilled cheese in it on top of his head. Naturally, I grabbed it and held it behind my back. I then initiated the guess which hand game, switching the box every time.

After about 5 guesses my mom walked up and stood next to me, grabbed the box and moved away.
Brilliant? Yes. Hilarious? Absolutely. But the real question: did our intrepid guesser notice the switch?

I revealed both hands and he walked around me asking where I hid it and grabbing the bottom of my jacket.

"I told you magic was real!"

"Where is it!!"

"I told you, I made it disappear!"

Putting my hands behind my back I told him to guess again and *like magic* my mom stealthily replaced the magic grilled cheese. 2 more guesses and tada! the box reappeared intact, possibly even more delicious than before. Presto!

Speaking of magic.....Fun with photobooth!!!!!