THE BLOG OF JESS

Hello. So, it is the end of the week, and things happened that's probably worth noting.

Sunday was Mother's day. My sister and I chose out a Pandora charm (it was a watering can) the day prior, and gave it to her today. She seemed to like it. She then demanded that we take pictures with her. My sister was cool with that, but ugh I so did not want to. I was already in my pjs, comfy in bed, the LAST thing I would want to do at that point is take copious pictures with my mom. Which sounds horrible, I realize that, but idk, taking pictures with family just irks me. I get that sentimental value can be held with the pictures, but I don't want to be forced to take pictures. The smile will guaranteed to be in-genuine. 
Later that day, Bailey contacted me with a mission... to go scope out the neighborhood for ply wood being thrown out by others so she could use it for the chicken coop her dad is building. I accepted the mission, threw on my adventuring outfit, and my 1940's newsboy cap, and hopped on my bike to join her. We ended up only getting 3 pieces of wood, and a latter on our scavenge. We also rode by this little diner, and the two of us thought it'd be nice for the Herd to all bike over to that diner over the summer and have breakfast or lunch together on a monthly basis. Adjacent to the diner, was the lovely Quikcheck, which holds the beloved Booty. 
The sun was setting, so we thought it best to start heading back home. We were really rushing home, and I stated that this was a "Race against the sun", which prompted Bailey to say that that would be a great band name. We decided that we are going to start a band and name it that. Chances are, we aren't really going to start a band, but if we were, that would definitely be the name of it. We even came up with some song names and an album name. Our album would be called 'We're Getting The Band Back Together! (Or Just Together In General, Because There Was No Band Before This)" with songs called "Dropped the Water Bottle", "Bailey Would Make A Bad GPS", "THE COKE!", and more!

Thursday was a coolio day because a while ago, I was invited to this academic breakfast for the academically gifted. I haven't been invited to this last year, so this was really nice. I stuck with Roxanne and Bailey during this trip. On the bus ride there, Bailey, Roxanne and I discussed loudly about Jeremey Renner's butt, and the pregnant state of Scarlett Johansonn.
The breakfast was pretty satisfactory. The waiting time for something to happen was pretty long, and would have been very bland if Bailey didn't have her phone out, searching on Tumblr tags of Jeremy Renner. Here's a fabulous gif set that we happened to come upon. It's the avengers washing cars.  (I'm going to hope that that website is still there when you view it, because BOY it would be a shame if you couldn't see it).

Saturday started out as any other Saturday. Me laying in bed, on my laptop for hours, only there was a lot more food involved. Feeling a need to do something, I went to practice my archery. With a lack of a proper target, I used this one owl candle that I'm not allowed to light that I've gotten as a gift as a target.I stuck in a little bush and coo'd "hoo...hooo" as I aimed and fired. I know, I'm lame. Out of the 36 attempts of hitting it, I've only managed to hit it thrice. My arrows are kind of cheap. Like, literally, I would see it going where I wanted it, but then it'd flex mid-air, and move slightly more to the left or right. It was annoying. 
Later, still bored, my mom offers to take me to the mall. There, I bought some brown pants, completing my 1940's newsboy outfit I've been working on for Bailey's bday party (which I am not going to be dressing up as anymore, I'll be dressed up similarly to The Hulk, and by that, I mean I'm wearing a green shirt and purple pants). I also bought this SWEET new poster. I love it so much. It has that vintage-vibe, like what kids probably got