Guest Post
August 4th, 2008Ok, every one is bugging me to post, and I’m not getting around to it (obviously). So one of my friends did a guest post for me! Hope you enjoy reading about my amazing day! You’ll never guess who wrote it…well maybe you will…give it a shot.
Hello all you amazing people reading this post! I hope you have a day that’s as amazing as mine was yesterday!
I did so many amazing things.
First I got up early, which I never do. But my brothers were throwing eggs at each other and my sister was dancing around in high heals in the room that is right above my bedroom, so what choice did I have but to wake up? Who can sleep through that?
I got up, opened the window, and took a deep breath of fresh early morning air. Very early morning air, I should say. And then, “thunk!” an egg smacked me right in the face.
First I yelled at my brothers. I mean ew, who wants egg on their face in the morning? Then I thought up a recipe for a new, terrific type of omelet. Then I was sad, because obviously, if my brothers were throwing eggs at each other there wouldn’t be any left for me to make a new terrific type of omelet with.
I went into the kitchen anyway. My mom was standing by the stove, making omelets. “Heidi!” she said, ‘’Can you think of a recipe for a new terrific type of omelet?”
“Of course,” I said, “why?”
“Because a truck full of eggs has broken down right in front of our house, and everyone is getting tired of eating normal omelets.
“OK,” I said, as delighted as can be.
I began whipping up a batch of my new terrific omelets. But it wasn’t long before I ran into a problem. We were out of canned peaches. (yes, my recipe required peaches. It’s not that weird. Lots of people eat fruit with their eggs for breakfast, so why not fruit in their eggs?”
“Walk down to the neighbors and borrow a can of peaches,” said Mom.
So I walked down to the neighbors to borrow a can of peaches. Actually I ran, because I had to dodge the eggs that my brothers were throwing around. Three of them hit me, and they all hit me on the head. I had lots of egg goo on my face.
When I knocked on the door of my neighbors house, the old lady that lived there took one look at me and ran away screaming. I guess all that egg on my face made me look pretty freaky. So I went into the house to get the peaches myself.
In their dark narrow pantry they seemed to have every type of food it is possible to can, and even some foods I didn’t think it was possible to can, but no peaches. I walked farther in. And farther. And farther. Did the pantry have no end? Everything was dark, and I started imagining lots of creepy things with sharp teeth that could be back here.
Then, out of the darkness, something bit the tip of my left pinky. I screamed and ran, grabbing a random jar as I went. I didn’t stop running until I reached home, even when two more eggs hit my head. I must have looked really scary by then, because when I got home my sister said, “hey Heidi, let’s put on a play. You can be the ogre and I can be the princess.”
She didn’t have any egg on her. When I asked her why, she said it was because people were afraid to throw eggs at her for fear she would kick them with her high heals.
That was about that time I looked down at my jar, and realized I had grabbed a can of canned grapes. Who cans grapes anyway?
What choice did I have? Everyone was hungry. I put the grapes in the omelet. Everyone adored it. They kept asking me to make more.
At 3:15 that afternoon I finally had enough of people asking me to make them omelets and my little sister asking me to be an ogre in a play. I put 15 omelets in a plastic bag and ran away from home.
Wherever I went people were scared of me. It was fun. It was hot, so I jumped in the pond to cool off, and after that no one was scared of me because the egg washed off. Here are some more cool things I did while I was away.
I followed a lady with a blue purse for half an hour and she never noticed that I was following her.
I went up to a boy I had never seen before and started talking to him like I knew him.
I tried to fry an egg on the sidewalk. (there was still one in my pocket from making so many omelets this morning)
I told all the people standing around watching me fry an egg on the sidewalk all about my amazing day. They all thought I was amazing.
I sold my omelet recipe to a guy for $102.
Then, that evening, I started feeling guilty for stealing our neighbor’s canned grapes. So I went and apologized. She didn’t care. Then I went home and slept in my own bed because it is very comfortable.
Now do you understand why yesterday was so amazing? The only part that wasn’t amazing was the thing that bit me in the pantry. I still don’t know what that was.















