70 Days Of Summer

Day 8

I wake up to the tap of heel’s downstairs and Cassie saying,

“Good Morning Aunt Rosie. How was the trip?” I know this is my cue so I run down the stair’s and say sweetly,

“Good Morning Aunt Rosie. How was the trip?” Aunt Rosie stops dead in her track, turns around, and says in her prissy voice,

“Is this a joke? Did you both plan to say the same thing? I bet you have flashcards on what to say to me for every word I produce. Anyway’s take these upstair’s, I’d like to unpack.” Aunt Rosie divorced her millionaire husband a few years ago after finding out he was cheating on her, and she got all the riches. Cassie carries her Louis Vuitton luggage set up the stairs and I lead Aunt Rosie into the guest room. The guest room is barn themed with hay stacks, and pictures of horses covering the wall. Aunt Rosie nearly faints at the sight of the room. 

“I wonder what your parents room themes is, A day in space. Anyways this will do for a week, now leave me be, I’d like to unpack,” she says mockingly. Cassie and I exit the room and eat breakfast while complaining about Aunt Rosie. Then we hear heel tap’s coming closer and Aunt Rosie appears next to us. She is wearing a short, aqua blue, Armani, swing dress, with Jimmy Choo aqua heels, and matching Gucci sunglasses and fancy sunhat. 

“Hurry up Girls! Get ready, the car will be here soon,” she says in her posh tone. While we’re climbing the stairs, she calls up,

“Tomorrow we’ll be having a proper breakfast, not calorie filled junk.”

Cassie and I roll our eyes at each other then change into shorts and a top.  Cassie has band practice but she calls up the band and tell’s them that she has to cancel, and explains to them why, but they are still disappointed. We rush back down, and try to ignore Aunt Rosie’s comment,

“I must take you girls shopping tomorrow. You are ladies, not clowns, but I’m starting to believe that this is a clown house.”

Aunt Rosie rented a Black Limousine and we all comfortably sit in the limo. 

“This is awesome!” Cassie and I squeal. 

“Shhh Girls! We don’t talk in the car,” scolds Aunt Rosie, then she continues,

“Anyways, I thought we could do some sightseeing, I’d like to see what your parents see in this hick of a town.” 

“Ok, I just have to tell you that my band has a concert at 7 tonight, and I already cancelled our rehearsal today so I kind of have to be at the concert,” explains Cassie.

“I’ll make sure we are home by then,” says Aunt Rosie to Cassie, and then turns to the driver,

“Cedar Point,” and starts typing and making calls in her phone. 

Cassie and I look at each other wondering if Aunt Rosie really know’s what Cedar Point is. Cedar point is the ultimate amusement park in Ohio, and she probably thinks it’s a wood museum! We look giddily at each other for the next hour and half until we pull up at the parking lot of a wild fun fair. Aunt Rosie look’s up and seem’s confused, She tells the driver,

“Randy, I said Cedar Point, why are we at this kid filled, crowded, baby infested,....fun area.” Randy looks at Aunt Rosie and says,

“This is Cedar Point, Madam.” Aunt Rosie squints her eyes at Cassie and I as to say, ‘You knew about this.’ Cassie jumps out of the car and I follow, but then Aunt Rosie says modestly,

“You don’t actually think we’re staying here. This was clearly just a mishap in our plans, but, no worries, we’ll visit our next stop, the one that I’ve done research on.”