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Last night I cohosted a party with 20+ people at it. Before you get into a tizzy about how you weren't invited: I wasn't at my house and I didn't know a single person at the party. Good enough lead yet? They were all adults and I was in MPLS. Guess what happened yet? Didn't think so:

An hour after maren and emily left I had cleaned my room and taken a shower, and was getting ready to FINALLY do my math assignment that I has been eating away at my mind since last wednesday. The tornado sirens had stopped, but the sky was getting darker, it was like 6:00. My dad calls up "Ann hurt herself!" So I close all of the windows and run downstairs. I bring my iPod and a random book, Inkspell. We jump into the car and are off like batman and robin. Half way to my aunt's house it started hailing really bad. Let me be the first to say I can be irrationally stormaphobic. But then the sky lightened up a lot, which i guess is most of the scare factor, even though it was hailing like crazy. So we get there fine. My aunt is on the couch with her feet somewhat elevated and her ankle is like totally swelled.

What happened was she was putting the lawn chair cushions into the shed and her sandals were crappy so they slipped on the first stair of her porch and she thought she heard snap in her ankle and they both her really bad, so she stumbled into the house, grabbed the phone and plopped onto the couch. Right then my dad called, incase she hadn't been watching the news, to say that the storm was coming her way and she told him she was hurt.

And then came the worse news, she had a party planned for 7:30 and it was now 6:30. Like, she had been planning it for weeks, she had all of this food and drinks and nice people coming that she had hand-selected. They decided that she needed to go to urgent care, but that was closed, so they went to the Emergency Room. One of her friends, Susan was coming early to help. My cousin was at this big dance event but would be back by 8:30. So my dad and aunt left once Susan came, and we basically did all of the left over preparations for the party. And then people started coming so I uncovered the food and stuff, but once like 4 couples of people came plus the ones that had been helping, I decided that I was somewhat of a 5th wheel. So I beelined for the safest place in any party for an introvert: The Basement! I borrowed one of my cousins books, Molly Moon's Incredible Book of Hypnotism (it's not teaching you how to hypnotize people) and sat in the basement with my dinner/lunch. Every so often I ended up going up to make sure nobody was trashing the place and to make my self useful, but it went pretty smoothly, and my cousin showed up, same with my other aunt and uncle, which helped.

So at the end I took over rinsing and drying duty for the dishes while the washer told my about my grandfather (he died when I was like 6). He had been my uncle's friend and had gotten a blood transfusion from my grandpa. I'm really happy because my gpa seems like a really cool kinda guy :D

My aunt turned out to have broken her ankle in two places and her other one fractured in one. she got a cast and crutches, and pain medication, then came back around 10:45 (ERs are notorious for being slow. isn't that stoopy! The first thing I'm going to do as empress of the world is revamp the whole process). Me and my dad eventually left at 11:00 and we got to bring home some crossaunts (wth? how do you spell that?).

I think this week is totally out to get me. I have to host a party of people that I don't know, during a storm, while my aunt is hurt. And I thought I had enough to worry about that before that happened!