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Thursday, February 12th, 2009

Shindig!

[info]dark_hunter
Who: Pack, OTA family and friends of pack
When: 5pm and on
Where: The Pack Cabins
What: The pack gets in touch with their inner party animals.



The sun was starting to set and in the middle of the clearing in front of the first row of cabins was a large bonfire. Jeremy's cabin was open to all. Coolers filled with soda and beer covered the front porch. Inside the table in the kitchen and the counters were covered with food that Harper and a few others had been busy cooking all day. There was just about anything you could think of food wise and plenty of it. Music filled the air out side and chairs had been placed around the fire.

The pack was whole. The pack was healthy. It was time to celebrate, even if it was still the middle of winter.
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Friday, August 22nd, 2008

'Twas in the moon of wintertime when all the birds had fled

[info]genes_genie_tm
Who: Casey, Taini, Sophia and Seth (if they want to come)and OPen (to any bummy friends of Casey)
When: dinner time
Where: Casey’s place
What: Taini tries her hand at her first Christmas meal prepared all by herself.

“Get out of the kitchen now!” Taini snapped at Casey who was picking at food and basically just getting in her way. Of course he wasn’t and had tried to help, but Taini had gone more psycho than usual. Though she was calming now everything was being plated up.

“So that’s the carrots and…peas and…right okay.” She said speaking to herself and nodded her head. She had come back with a clump of hair grasped in her hands from the shops, a trophy she claimed from some crazy lady who tried to shove her in to a freezer. Well, Taini had got the turkey so you know who had won.

It was a quite impressive meal she had managed to scrape together though. But from Christmas eve to this moment she had been preparing it, so hadn’t been the best company. Though Casey hadn’t been around for all of it. Which was wise. But now she had everything in serving dishes and put back in to a warm over and a smile on her face. She was human again. Well, genie. “Okay, you’re not going to get anything thrown at you now.” She smiled and came out of the kitchen. “Merry Christmas, I’m sane now.”
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