The train pulled into Huntington station and Susan and I stepped out into the blistery evening breeze. Giddy with anticipation, we phoned Abigail who came speeding to our rescue with our new dear friend Reem. Our destination for the evening lay just minutes down the suburbian roads at Jamie's house. However a ditsy girl who forgot to get pantyhose for service the next day and the ever essential black hair rubberbands ushered in the request for a stop by CVS. Lollifrocking and other such silliness ensued...mainly involving knocking displays over in an attempt to snag a loofa(another forgotten item) and Susan with a mouse mask.
From there we rolled out to Jamie's where a group had settled into watching movies already...many nestled deep in the cushions of the living room sofa. And that's where the scene splits as our characters go down very different choices in setting and occupation. I joined Sarah and the living room crew in the living room to watch Christian Bale hard at work (acting) as the others manuvered into the dining room to chat about scary things such as windows without shades or curtains. Do you realize how very scary this can be? I mean people can see in but at night it's difficult to see out!! So a stranger could just be standing, watching, in the window and you turn around and.....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. But it's ok Sue, cuz you're with friends who make you feel secure and safe. Then again you're also with friends who will take advantage of any known fear and endeavor to assist in ridding you of it.
Therefore, Sarah and I took this noble task upon ourselves to sneak outside and stand in the window until someone noticed....and someone did...rather loudly and with much fright. It set off quite the commotion in the kitchen. A chain reaction, if you will...Courtney screaming and pointing, Sue, seeing Courtney screaming, grab her hand as hard as she could and scream herself, hurriedly backing into Abigail who then throws herself on the ground and slides across the room out of harms' way and into Reem's delicate kneecap, until the whole lot expire recumbent upon the kitchen floor, wreaked with hysterical giggling.
Our two antagonists return to the scene, only to close the act for the night and steer the ruckous to the Dellaquila home for more late night laughter.
Oh the entertainment! The comedy! The action! The tragedy! The REVENGE!!
To Be Continued with more stories from the weekend in Long Island....
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