Hail Queen Olivia?!

Monday was Deena’s birthday, so I dropped by her party. When I first arrived, she looked shocked. I don’t think she remembered inviting me! 😮

Deena: Oh! Did I send you an invitation, J-monkey? I can't remember...

That didn’t exactly make me feel wanted, but I still gave her a present: a bird feeder.

Deena: Check it out! You got me a bird feeder!

She thanked me for the gift, and she gave me a green golf bag in return.

On Wednesday, Olivia asked me what the prettiest thing in the world was. I answered “Um, depends,” and she demanded that I shout “Hail Queen Olivia!” 😮

Olivia: At times like this, just should, Hail Queen Olivia!
You are no Queen Olivia.

Yesterday, Deena told me how much she loves fish. But she felt the need to clarify that she didn’t mean she wanted to live in a river. 😂

Deena: I'm not saying I want to live in a river or anything. That's just crazy talk.

Today, Hugh told me he was going to start going to town hall. He said he didn’t want Pelly and Phyllis to have to fend for themselves?

Hugh: I can't just leave those poor, troubled ladies there to fend for themselves!

I don’t really understand what he was getting at, but apparently it was just his way of letting me know they had some dialogue right now. But that dialogue is the same stuff that I saw last July, about Pete preferring cocoa over coffee.

Bob asked me to deliver a package to Goose, and the chicken wasn’t exactly thrilled with the gift.

Goose: Oh, well, look at that! An orange check tee! Not bad...but not great!

When I returned to Bob, he rewarded me with a screen.

Before I wrapped up my game for the night, I wished on a shooting star. I’ll be sure to check my reward from Wishy the next time I play (next week).

See you next time!