Daily Prompt: Unexpected Guests

The Daily Post saysYou walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens next.

 

First of all, I’d be surprised if I left a slice of cake available for strangers to indulge in. Seriously, leftover cake? That’s a big nope in my world. But, for the sake of this prompt, we’ll pretend there is one slice.

I think the best way to deal with ‘unexpected’ guests, is by doing something unexpected. As soon as they hear my footsteps reaching the front door, they’ll probably start giggling, breathing heavy, or making munching noises. I will be able to hear this, because my hearing is sensitive to out-of-the-ordinary noises. It’d go something like this (in a perfect scenario):

Me: =unlocks front door and enters the house=

Strangers (we’ll call them Orcs): =evil grin and giggle=

Me: Oh, hi Frodo and Sam! You’re early for the re-enactment

Orcs: =puzzled look=

Me: Don’t tell me you already forgot your lines. Remember, in this play, Frodo gets killed. Let me go grab the weapons.

Me: =as I walk away to a room to call 911= We’re using real ones this time! No screaming, though.

 

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Hopefully, that’d scare them away, but at least it’d give me time to lock myself somewhere while I call for help.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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Greased Pasta?

Happy Sunday! I hope it was a wonderful day! Today’s post is short, but I must share what I dreamed about today. Have you ever had one of those hilarious dreams where you are part of a musical?

I took a nap today (it’s becoming a Sunday ritual) and for some reason I dreamed I was making fresh pasta with friends, while dancing to ‘Greased Lightning” (Grease the musical/film in case you didn’t know). We’re talking major plot evolution throughout the dream. I was in the kitchen with friends preparing spaghetti from scratch…and let’s pause right there. I present to you Insanity Alert Numéro Un (practising my French): My friends and I preparing a meal from scratch would be an extremely rare occurrence in the life of Ellie, because our schedules rarely coincide. So, let’s move on.

I decided to turn on the music and for reasons I don’t want to know, I played the song ‘Greased Lightning.’ It just spun out of control from there; the pots flew, my friends and I jumped and danced on tables, and I sprinkled flour on a spinning wheel– do not ask me how we brought a spinning wheel in the kitchen, Sleeping Beauty syndrome? I mean, okay, I confess. I would do this in real life (except for the spinning wheel).

At that point, I was laughing in my sleep. I honestly realized I was dreaming and almost woke up, but I went right back to sleep. As soon as I did, I dreamed of my friend rolling out the freshly-made pasta, and my, oh my! The abundance of pasta was so incredible that I picked up strings of pasta, and dragged them on the flour-covered spinning wheel. What…the…HECK? Then, I woke up –because dreams love cliffhangers.

The most hilarious and bizarre dream I’ve had in a while –and that’s coming from me. I don’t know why the song played in my dreams; I haven’t seen the movie in a long time nor was I thinking of it at all. My brain has a twisted sense of humour, eh? Have YOU ever had these dreams?

Have an awesome week everyone! Remember, if you survive Monday, you can survive anything! And after Monday, only 4 days until the next weekend!

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❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

My flight home

It was a warm day in Eastern Canada…Now, back to reality! I got up, hopped on a plane, came home for a visit. The End.

Oh, alright! If you insist…

It was a cold day and the forecast called for light snow (under 1cm, which means there won’t be snow). I was hoping the weather by the airport would be good —-wishing for good weather in the East is like praying for a miracle —-I didn’t want my flight to be canceled or delayed. It’s weird sometimes, how the weather changes every 1 or 2 blocks. At my place it could be snowing, but 2 blocks down the road, it could be sunny (Mother Nature never makes sense). But, I made it to the airport, and the sky was clear!

I love airports —-when good luck is in my favour —- and in fact, I used to go to the airport just to watch planes take off and land. I arrived three hours early (yes, too early), and got through security in the blink of an eye. The lady in front of me was given a hard time over a souvenir. They had to send it through another xray and asked her to step out. She was annoyed, but obliged. I’m glad it wasn’t me.

I proceeded to my gate, because that’s what I do right away, to make sure I know where it is. I located it right away, and went to a nearby restaurant. I had one of my favourite foods, spaghetti and meatballs —- nothing screams flight nervousness louder than comfort food — and hung around for a while.

I sat by the window and looked at the view and my plane. Then, I saw a young woman sitting next to me, and she had the cutest puppy EVER with her. She mentioned it was the puppy’s first trip. We exchanged a few words until boarding time.

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How gorgeous is this view?

The first thing I did, as soon as I got on the plane, was check the safety procedure. I think I’m the only one who does, everyone else probably just expects to die right away, if something were to happen. My plane was a new plane, it had (approximately) 150 seats more than the biggest plane before this one was built. The seats were comfortable (leather), but the boarding time felt like earth’s entire population was boarding. Listen, passengers just kept coming in, and it took so long, I watched an entire episode of The Big Bang Theory during boarding. I can’t complain, it was a smooth boarding. Passengers were helpful with each other (so sad this is shocking nowadays).

The pilot started the engines, and we approached our runway. This is the time where the safety video plays, but instead of a video, we got the instructions via a passenger announcement on the tv screen. There were no pictures (they have the pamphlet on your seat), just a voice. I guess this means no more safety videos, and no more live demonstrations by the crew. What a disappointment! I pay for my ticket and I expect entertainment by the crew. I love watching them pretend, we would all be calm if the plane were to crash.

I didn’t feel the take off as much as other flights, which was good news to me. Not to give you nightmares or anything, but the first 15 minutes are crucial. I saw the city lights below me —yes, boarding took so long it was nightfall, and got ready to select a movie.

*SPOILERS AHEAD (movie Gravity)*

I went with the movie ‘Gravity’ with Sandra Bullock and (sort of) George Clooney. I love Sandra Bullock, she is a great actress, but this movie was boring, it wasn’t BAD, but it wasn’t GOOD. I watched it with high expectations, after seen (some) good reviews. I know it’s about survival and appreciation for life, but it’s not something we haven’t seen before. The effects looked good, but other than that, the movie is just Bullock moaning every second — I get it, she’s scared, but it was annoying — Clooney disappearing every minute, and astronauts floating in space waiting to die. I gave it a try, the beginning was good, and I was clinging to the edge of my seat.  However, I was waiting for a good plot twist. For example, Bullock and Clooney fighting against each other, flying into an alien aircraft, twerking in space. But, those dreams never came true, and they were crushed by more moaning and lame explosions (Michael Bay should’ve had input on this).

The lesson? Earth is beautiful, gravity is awesome, earn millions in Hollywood by moaning while floating in space,  and when your oxygen is running low, the logical thing is to keep moaning until you exhaust all your resources, and panick when you realize you only have a small oxygen percentage. Perhaps, if I had seen it in theaters, my opinion would be different. I don’t know. It wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t great. They could’ve definitely done more.

After that, I turned on my laptop and watched Lord of the Rings (the Fellowship). We had a bit of turbulence, but it wasn’t scary. We were approaching landing, and the pilot decided to tell us the winds were strong, the runaway was short, and we would feel the landing a bit more than usual. While I appreciated this gesture, I would’ve rather not heard it. Usually, I only want to hear when something goes wrong, if it will cause my imminent death. Other than that, let me know when you plan to make an unnerving announcement, so I can plug my ears. Not to mention, I heard this girl (she was around 10-12)  behind me saying loudly, “we’re flying too low!!!!” Well, we were landing, you know? What do they teach in schools?

And that was it. I can’t complain, it really was a good flight. The pilots and crew were great as usual, and while Gravity made me wish I lived in another galaxy, at least I can now say I’ve seen it. Remember the pilot’s announcement? Well, the winds were gone, rain had stopped, and we had a smooth landing! So, let’s leave it at that.

Of course! The world sort of rules me today.

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