Noelle - Day 328 (How I Spent Cinco de Mayo!)

Hello everybody!
How are you guys doing today?  I'm doing FANTABULOUS!  I have my music turned like way up (three whole notches above usual!  I'm like, a rebel!) and I'm singing along so loudly that my dead-asleep dog woke up and started whining (I toned it down after that)

Anyway, I actually (sorta) celebrated Cinco de Mayo (also known as REVENGE OF THE FIFTH because PUNS) and I thought I'd blog about it.  It was a pretty crazy day.

Flynn Ryder:  This is the story of how Noelle died
Me:  NO ITS NOT SHUT UP
Flynn Ryder:  ....
Flynn Ryder:  FRYING PAN

Ahem.

First off, I had been working ahead for the whole week because I wanted to get some painting done, but Mum informed me around noon on Thursday that we were going out with some friends and I was like, "...k."  So I threw on my least worn clothes (I thought we were just like going out and coming back...we were not) - a homeschool t-shirt and a pair of jeans - and the Melendez - our good friends and family of our new author ELENA - came and picked us up.

We were intending on doing an early early dinner, then Barnes and Noble, and then a play that some friends of ours were doing with their church.  On the Border had other ideas.

It was NUTS.  We had an hour and half wait, with club music (yes, CLUB MUSIC) blasting our ear drums out - luckily I had a sketch book, and Elena and I screamed at each other chatted with each other when the music lowered an octave.  Seriously, so loud.  It was awesome.  (Mom can we get some speakers like that?!  Mom:  no.  Me:  ...meanie.)  Anyway, once we FINALLY got seated (luckily, far away from the music), we totally ate like five bowls of the darn best tortilla chips I have ever tasted, paired with some yummy salsa.

So I guess there was some kind of drink sale, because everybody was a little on the tipsy side and just happy-go-lucky (obviously, I was not.  I had lemonade).  Anyway, the waitress was super patient with us and even gave us sombreros!  Mom tried to bribe me with five bucks - she would give me money if I wore the sombrero to the play.  I attempted to bargain for ten, and when she refused, I said no deal, but it was an impressive argument (I almost agreed - that would have made for some...interesting conversations)

Anyway, we went to the play as well and it was awesome - shout out to the Mackleroys, I hope I spelled your name right... - and the kids (teenagers?  Can I call them kids if they're older than me??) did a great job putting on the play A Midsummer's Night's Dream (which I actually had not seen before, if you can believe it)

So that's how crazy my Cinco de Mayo got.  I hope you enjoyed this post!  Bye bye!