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February Seventeen

2/21/2013

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Make Everyday a Happy Magic Day

The smallest gregorific had a birthday this week. I know. Time flies and she will only believe that she can too for a little longer. Let me hold onto the magical times as long as I can. That's kind of the reason I jump into my daughters' birthday parties head first.

My kids know that I’ll run with a theme until you tell me to stop. So, she knew what she was getting in for when she asked for a Magic Tree House Birthday Party. She said, You know that indoor water park with the virtual magic quest with the computer programmed magic wand? Could my party be kinda like that but better?   

And being the type to spend months hammering out the symbolism of my YA novel, I grinned yes and started sketching out my ideas. Creativity is my passion. 

Have you ever read the Tree House books? Jack and Annie go to the biggest oak tree in the woods and climb into the tree house and point to a map. They say I want to go there and the tree house spins and spins and then it is absolutely still and they are at the place they wanted to go. It is everyone's fantasy, right? Where would you want to go? Of course Jack and Annie want to go to Eygpt, prehistoric times, colonial days, to the moon- you get the picture. It’s magic, ‘kay?

So we decided for the gregorific party to have six challenges in six different rooms. Each room earns them a token to solve the final challenge which is a treasure (gift bags with Magic Tree House books in them.) Between each challenge they went into my daughter’s room where we had a tent shaped like a house on the bed and a ladder leading into it. This was the tree house where they had to point to a map in order to travel magically to the next challenge.

People, it was fun to plan it and even more fun to see them running all over time and the globe to earn their treasure. 

I learned three things. Being the generous gregorific I am, I want to share them with you, dear reader. One at a time of course, for easy digestion.

1. It’s hilarious to be building a tree house cake at midnight with your sister and brother-in-law. *Worth it.* 
Here it is fans. Don't look too long or you will turn into corn syrup.
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Yours truly,
~gregorific
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ps. Stay Magical.
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February Eight

2/8/2013

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I’m not saying I’m jinxed or anything.

    But…I’m jinxed. 
    The plagues hit several months ago and now the glass curse has descended upon gregorific. The universe is trying to tell me something but I am not able to decipher what.
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Example #1
    The entire gregorific crew went on a road trip recently. In true road trip spirit, I put my bare feet up on the dash of the Explorer to wiggle my toes in delight. The pad of my big toe pressed the windshield and *CRICKITY CRACK* the windshield popped and a spider web crack fizzled out from the spot my toe touched. Not a small crack, but a dinner platter sized crack. Are you impressed that I use a dinner platter as a size reference? Gregorific is very distinguished, ya’ll.
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Example #2
    I was innocently cooking the fine cuisine my gregorific crew is accustomed to. I wanted to check the doneness of the steak in the oven so I opened the door and put the spatula under the meat. *BAM* the Pyrex container cracked. I barely had time to shut the oven door. Then the entire dish exploded. The meal was ruined, glass slivers were everywhere, and I am lucky my eyes survived.    
    We went out to eat. Several days later, I was able to muster the courage to clean the stove. It took me hours and was a small purgatory.
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Example #3
    Remember the path where during the plagues we were attacked by yellow jackets? Well, recently I was walking on the same path…and I slipped and fell directly on my elbow. It was icy- ice counts as glass, right? I was seriously wounded (pride and elbow equally) and after several days of babying myself I got an X-ray and found out that it was indeed *CRACKED*. It still hurts like a yingyang. What next people? 
    Is my laptop breaking connected? Is a laptop screen a stand in for glass? Perhaps it is any clear surface…
    Maybe I should just stay home on my couch and write all day to be safe. 
    Done and done.

Just sayin',
~gregorific
*Below is a quote about writing that I like. I think it also applies to my curse.  
Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.
~Anton Chekhov

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