Yeeeuuup. Tuesday starts piano lessons again! We had three weeks off because our teacher has a three week off herself.  Now Tuesday I have to show her everything she gave me I have been practicing and playing for three weeks. I have:

Robert Schumann: Forest Scenes (I have to do a whole play. Right now it is the Entrance theme. MAN. WhatEVER possessed Schumann to write such a thing?? You play it hands separately and while you are just practicing the right hand it sounds like two! There are FOUR VOICES throughout the WHOLE SONG. *Smacks head*

Then, I have some Bach, Grieg, Mozart, Tchaikovsky, Beethoven, Prokovieff(sp), Haydn, Handel, and...so on. I am SICK and TIRED of certain songs though. But my favorite composer is Bach. So many people say he is boring. For pete's sake!! How on earth could J.S. Bach be "BORING"? That's just....that's just like - like an oxi-moron!! You can't POSSIBLY say that. He was a genius! His pieces = BEEEUUTAAFUUL! MAN. I only wish that I can do him justice enough by my playing. 

Right now I have quite a few Minuets by Bach. He was in the baroque time, so Minuets (dances) were very...I don't know...what's the word? They are just beautiful though. I have learned Moonlight Sanata by Beethoven. My teacher didn't give that for me to do, but I just found it and so I am going to *try* and play it for her Tuesday. Then there is Sarabande. I forgot one is by, I think...Grieg? No wait...ah well, I don't remember. Then there is another by Handel. Then I have "Invention No. 1" by Bach. Such a beautiful piece. I am having trouble getting the timing and counting though. I am also going to play "Evenstar" from The Lord of the Rings for my teacher. It is a beautiful song when played on the piano, really. I probably lessen the beauty in it, but it is still beautiful, either ways.

Well, hopefully we will be leaving to go to the Library in a few minutes. I have some books I want to take out and a CD and quite a few books I need to return. Right now I am reading:

The War Of The Worlds - by H.G. Wells

The Pickwick Papers - by Charles Dickens

Emma - by Jane Austen

(Star Wars)Young Jedi Knights-Shards of Alderaan - by Kevin J. Anderson and Rebecca Moesta

The Book Of Lost Tales - by J.R.R. Tolkien and/or Christopher Tolkien

and I am reading tons more of Sherlock Holmes

I have finished reading:

The Princess Bride - by William Goldman

Pride and Prejudice - by Jane Austen

Sense and Sensibility - by Jane Austen

And a lot of Sherlock Holmes

I loved Pride and Prejudice (I always have) and Sense and Sensibility and all Sherlock Holmes. I didn't like The Princess Bride at all.

Well, I'm gonna skoot.

God Bless-

PAX CHRISTI TIBI!

In Christ, through our Blessed Mother Mary,

-Theresa-

Oh wow; dinner tonight was amazing.

Well we went to The River Inn today, celebrating Father's Day, Mother's Day, our violin and piano NYSSMA and my GUILD, all at the same time (late). Cause for those occasions we didn't get to do anything. So we went out as a family tonight.
It was great. It was a very fancy restaurant though. I was wearing blue jeans with a nice brown half sleeve shirt, and a black long-waist sweater. Moira looked a bit nicer for this occasion, lol. I felt like Charles Ingalls in that fancy restaurant in the episode.
Anyway. I got a steak and red wine covered ribs, with awesome mashed potatoes with cheese, and green beans which I ate with delight, because they were actually good. Dad got the exact same thing as me. Moira got Steak and (cheese?) ravioli, which she loved. Gregory got a chicken breast with those little potato stick things (not french-fries). And mom god salmon.
Before dinner, they gave out one French sort of bread to us each with butter. It was really good. Then after that, they gave a teeny platter of shrimp with this mushy green stuff underneath. I was........really turned off by the sight. But nonetheless, I tried it. It was too strong for me, plus I don't like shrimp much, so mom and dad kinda shared the little bit of mine that was left. Then our real meal came.
The whole night was hysterical. Since it was a fancy restaurant, I felt weird putty my elbows on the table. I kept doing that, plus holding the fork wrong when I wanted to cut the steak. I gripped it with my whole hand and the same with the knife. Moira was like "T!! That is NOT how you cut a steak - and it is NOT how you hold utensils." I was like....."Well it's the way I always do it..." then she showed me how. I kept doing it wrong and I knocked both knife and fork down hard on the plate, and startled the people behind me, who were wiping their faces with the fancy napkins. I picked them up gently, and began to cut at the steak again, with the words in my head 'let the knife do the work.' Then I knocked over one whole half of the steak, and THANK God, the bread plate was right beside my food plate, so with a cling and clatter the steak slipped off onto the other plate, without ruining the white tablecloth. Moira was laughing hysterically. Then I tried again, and finally got the steak all cut neatly and spread out. I ate it, and talked with Moira, every now and then making sure I had no food in my mouth as I talked. Then Moira finished her dinner, and asked to have a bite of mine. I gave her some, and she loved it. She wanted to try the rib, cause I hadn’t tried it yet. She had forgotten that it was drowned in red wine, so she took a huge bite and her face is too funny and hard to explain. She’s like: “*gag* This was the red wine one! *Sip*” I was like, “Ahah…whoops.” Then I took a bite, and it actually tasted good. You could smell the wine inside your mouth. It was good, but very rich.
I was last to finish, and by now the plate looked like a stew cause it was so beat up by my…..mess.
Then we were going to have dessert. Mom didn’t want us to each have our own, cause it was a lot of money and sugar. Moira and I split a teeny, really filling, brownie and the teeny scoop of coffee ice cream and nuts. It was filling. Greg had strawberry sherbet(sp) and dad had coffee and mom kinda sat there watching, taking a little bit of each of ours.
Throughout the whole dinner our family played a movie quoting game. G was the best at it. I don’t know how he does it. I got like…three quotes, Moira about 5, dad about 4, and mom didn’t do much. She was paying the bill, hahah.


Well, the whole day was fun and a lovely memory. But I'm back to get home so I can put my elbows anywhere, sit sloppy in my computer chair, and sniff and blow my nose.

The devil gets into everything. You wouldn't think, if you were at a party playing games, but when you take time to kneel down and think, it all comes to mind. When someone kills themselves, commits adultery, or Abortion, or disobedience or false gods or cussing, cursing and swearing - if they do not confess it, or do it against God, or do not want to confess it and have time, their souls are lost forever. 

Hard rock, metal and rap can be the devils way of sssneaking around. ....in other words, the devil can take music use it in your minds. There are people who listen to things like that. They disagree with all the moral songs/types of music, yet believe the evil has no effect on them. We don’t have the right to condemn our fellow man but we do have a right to judge them by what we see, hear and know about them. That does not mean that we should be uncharitable in our judgment, but we should not be apathetic. There are people who listen to things like that.
The music reflects the culture of the people. It seems contradictory to me, for a Catholic to “ingest” the music of the modern world and at the same time, try and absorb the Faith. Doesn’t it strike anybody as hypocritical for a Catholic to listen to “Black Sabbath” or “Anti Flag” and then go on to recite the prayers that condemn the values that those bands stand for? Lyrics as evil as they are, can not be listened to without the slightest thought of immorality and sin.

When people say "of the world" they take it in different ways.

They are not good Catholics if they are "of the world". One cannot be of the world and of God at the same time. Christ commanded: "Be in the world but not of it." I am thinking of no particular person. Collectively, though, I do condemn those who accept the ways of the world, because that way is not God's way, and God's way is the way of the Church and Her laws.

It is sad to think of what the devil does. It is sad to think of how we go along with it.

Well it is bedtime for me. Tomorrow is a big day. *Sniff* But it is raining and really thunderin and lightenin out there and I can't get to sleep *shiver* *Cough* *Sniff* ....Aaaand it was probably quite foolish of me to stay up at this hour. 1:18 AM. *Gasp* G'night.

God Bless,

Pax Christi tibi,

-Reese-

Yes, it was indeed. I practiced, of course. But my hands are so tired; from? I don't know. But they are. I was practicing and I couldn't hold the key(s) down. My hands just collapse. Ah, *sigh*, mais calmez-vous. I am one tired gal today and tonight. I have nooo idea why. I barely even worked this week/weekend. Well, in a way I did, but with my brain. I…wouldn't exactly call math physical work…*coughcough* Oooor - heheh - just maybe it is.

Right now I am listening to The 5 Browns, Simple Gifts. -piano. It is so peacful and such a calm song. So beautiful; so I just feel like falling against my keyboard and going to sleep. But waking up wouldn't be the most relaxing thing ever…needless to say.

Well, I don't have much to say tonight at all, really. 'Cept…last night our family finished watching the rest of the old/original version of Pride and Prejudice. It was, might I say, a lovely movie. I am not into romantic movies at ALL. But I loved it. I also loved Sense and Sensibility. Both movies/books (actually) are by…I think it is…Jane Austin? Not sure. I loved them both. They were made so well, and so modest, so true, and so perfect. In Pride and Prejudice, Lizzy and Mr. Darcy were PERFECT. I don't see why the media had to make a totally new Pride and Prejudice when the old original is perfect. I'm not complaining, really. Actually, I hear that the new one is actually very modest and good. But I can't stand the way the new Mr. Darcy and Miss Elizabeth Bennet look. Mr. Darcy, that is, in the old/original movies, is my top favorite character. I love his character in the book as well. For I suppose, if I love the character in the movie, since they stuck close to the book, I should like his character in the book as well. Though I have never read it. Moira is reading it, and I was going do borrow Sense and Sensibility from the Library to read, but I didn't quite understand it. The movies though, explain enough. They were only one word. Perfecto. *nod*   Lol - I remember Mr. Collins, in Pride and Prejudice, he is such a impolite - yet polite at the same time, man. I can't stand him for anything. He gives me the shivers of disgust. Ick.   My favorite characters in Sense and Sensibility are Elinor Dashwood, Margret Dashwood, Carnal ((sp sp sp)) Brandan, and Edward Ferrars. Their the bestest of best.  I think I may have enjoyed Pride and Prejudice a little more than Sense and Sensibility. Sense and Sensibility is sort of sad, but that is the only reason why I prefer Pride and Prejudice. I'm not into sad movies…as you can see. But sad movies, depending on what they are about, are perfect for us sometimes. People nowadays should see more war movies. Just to prove what war can really be! What war really is!  

Anyway, I guess that's my say for the night. I'm exhausted, and exhausted, and just plain exhausted. *nod again*

So, God Bless you all,

 Pax Christi tibi,

In Christ, through Mary,

-ElvenMusician-

I can't think of a title - AH! Oh well. Anyhooo, today is Thursday. Tomorrow is Friday. Yesterday was Wednesday. It is now 11:53 AM. *Coughcough* Fine, enough with my stupidity. So, right now I'm supposed to be doing my math. Which, I am actually doing it. Sorta-kinda. I have like a ReAlLy bAd HeAdAcHe! *spins around* And I feel SiCk.

Yesterday we came home with the New 5 Browns CD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!! And I also got a new music book for me; 'Music By The Masters'. I am playing Minuet in G by Bach, and Sonatina in F Major, by Beethoven, Fur Eils, by Beethoven, Siciliano, by R. Schumann, aaand a few others. I'm sooo nervous for NYSSMA - but especially GUILD. When all this is done, the Spring Recital is gonna seem like NOTHING. It really is nothing anyway. I'm actually looking forward to the recital, I get to pick any song I want, and perform. I love playing at them, but if someone asks me to play if company comes over, I'm like..................dead pianest. I think, for the recital, I might play either The Old French Song, Minuet in G by Bach, or Sonatina in F Major. OOR something else, if I get a chance to practice new songs.                

  For GUILD, I have to memorize 6 looong songs, 6 scales and the scales of each song, all together I have to play about 20 things. I'm....gonna....die. Though it isn't official that I'll be playing 6 songs - at least, it may even be three songs. But they have to be pretty long. Oh I am so going to die!! *Grabs ice pack*                                                                       

For NYSSMA, - don't ask. I'm doing so horribly. I'm so nervous...I'm afraid I'm gonna fail. It's the song I have, it's 'Siciliano' by R. Schumann, and I got EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING right on it. But no matter how you play it, it sounds HORRIBLE. Even my teacher, when she plays it it sounds horrible. I hate that song, I wish I could switch but I can't. For the scales I have to do, it is C, G, and F. *Falls on knees* Thank God! Those are really easy. But for GUILD, I have to play almost every. C, G, F, B, E, A, B flat, A flat, F sharp, G flat, E flat, and I have to do two octaves high, or it might be three, cause GUILD is a way higher level than NYSSMA. I'm competing against a piano, basically. No person, but the music itself. You don't know how great I would feel if I got a medal for the piano. I love the piano so much; I think that I would about faint if they gave it to me. But medal or no medal, I just want to play well. It feels so great if you play well in a song. Like my last lesson, I usually mess up with my NYSSMA song when she asks to hear it. But I made NO mistakes. And I did legato PERFECT.                 

Welp, gotta go. MATH calls.

Pax Christi tibi,

~T~

Tomorrow is Easter Sunday, the day Jesus Christ rose from the dead, three days after He was bloodied and nailed to death, just because of our sins. Imagine what we do to him each day, what Abortion does to him, what murder, immoral things, immodest clothing, cussing, cursing, everything against the Ten Commandments - everyone sins - everyone in the world sins. So we nail His hands in, His feet in, and scourge him until you cannot see any bit of flesh on his body but his Face, - we do this EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. And - I can't even bear to think of our Our Blessed Mother felt. She really died with Him; she suffered every bit of pain. She felt the sword pierce Her Heart, and she does every day as we do to Jesus, we do to Her.

But – tomorrow is the day He rose! It is The Lord’s Resurrection!!! It isn’t National-chocolate-bunny-day – it is Easter, the Resurrection of our Lord.

Anyway, since tomorrow is Easter, I can now FINALLY get on AIM. Haha. I gave it up for Lent, and haven’t been on for 40 days and 40 nights. So it’ll feel like I haven’t been on for years.

One thing that doesn’t feel the same for Easter: We aren’t spending it as a family. Our cousins moved to Florida, so they aren’t here for Easter. Mom doesn’t want any candy in the house. We have bread cookies, and that’s it. First real Easter in our new house, and I miss the old one more than anything. My grandparents aren’t here anymore, but I’m sure in Heaven their celebrating in a most lovely way…and that’s it. I think. But it all seems so different. I have such wonderful memories of the old house on Easter: Grandpa would be the first to arrive, driving up our huge driveway in his little red car. He’d enter the cool aired house, or Moira and Greg and I would run out to him and almost knock him over with hugs. He would carry two shopping bags, each of them holding something for Easter. Each of us, meaning Moira, me, and Greg, would get a big chocolate bunny with jelly beans inside the bag, gummy eyes and pink chocolate nose. And Grandpa would never give us a present without giving us flower seeds with them. He was one REAL gardener. (I hate tomatoes – but I tasted his – the ones he grew *words can’t describe his vegetables* so, ok, I still don’t like tomatoes, but they were sweet.) One year I would get sun flower seeds, next I would get roses, then lilies, tulips, hyacinths, and any flower you could think of. And we would grow them together! So, then grandpa would come in the house after we met him. Mom and dad would usually get some kind of china, or he would bring donuts (my grandpa was a HUGE donut man; I always nick-named him ‘The Donut Man’ every time I called him. He liked it, cause he was crazy about them.

He would sit down on the couch, wait a while, or walk around and try and see if he could fix any little problems we had in the house: doorknobs, toilet flusher…*cough*, table leg, table, chair leg, chair, ANYTHING. He could fix anything. He made his own car out of scrap, too, not when he was older, but when he was younger. He was a really important person at Grumman. Anyway; or grandpa would just go outside and walk around. Sometimes, if our cousins are late, he’d hide the plastic eggs with candy in them himself around our huge house, cause sometimes our Aunt and Uncle would be a wee bit late. But most of the time they weren’t…usually.

So then my Aunt, Uncle, and cousins would come. Just the 5 of them. Now – my cousins are big on bringing stuff, so every time they came over, we unconsciously went straight to their car to get stuff out because we were so used to them bringing LOADS and LOADS of stuff, hahah. It was SOO funny. Hmm…it would take about 25 minutes to get stuff out of their car and into our house. After that, our cousins and us would go outside on our front yard and play. Usually A and G would go together and do something, and E and I would go together and do something, and G and M would go and do something together. E is just two days older than me, A is older than G, G is just a year or two older than M, and….that’s it, lol. Mom, Uncle A, Aunt A, grandpa and dad would talk. No – actually – Aunt A and mom would make dinner and dessert. Uncle A and dad would play their guitars and sing, and grandpa would listen patiently and enjoying it as he always did. Sometimes he would come out and watch us play, or take a look at our garden.

Then at about 1:30 PM or 2 PM, or maybe even earlier, Aunt A, Uncle A and grandpa would hide the plastic eggs with candy in the most unusual places. It was HYSTERICAL. Grandpa hid one underneath his car, in the pipe…thingy-mabob (I forgot what it’s called), where no one saw it, Uncle A hid one in the gutters, Aunt A would stick them in places where you would be standing right below or above, and still wouldn’t notice them, and so on and so forth. It was always so much fun. But since a lot of people, every Easter, one or the other would find more eggs than the other person; so inside, on our stone living room floor, we would divide them. It was great. Of course, dinner was still good, but we were stuffed, lol. After that, we would just do stuff together. Grandpa would put something together for us to do, or Uncle A would. Uncle A one time even let me play his guitar. Poor Grandpa, once again, had to listen. Haha.

Soon noon would come, and the mosquitoes would be out, the lightning bugs even, flies, gnats, bugs, bees, all that, would be out. Then our flowers of hyacinths would usually scent up the whole house, outside and in, it was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PRETTY. About that time, then Aunt A or Uncle A…or mom or dad or grandpa *cough, aherm* basically anyone…would call us for dinner. Dinner would either be: Salted Ham (whatever you call it.) Fresh from the oven – mashed cheese potatoes, green beans, asparagus, rice, lettuce, salmon, and a bunch of other stuff; Or: dinner might be: Turkey (fresh from the oven), mashed potatoes, gravy, rice, veggies of all sorts, salmon, and most of the other stuff I just mentioned. It was always good. Now – dessert was the best: That Sunday morning, mom and us would usually wake up early, and since the bread part of the cake was already made from the night before, we just covered it with white icing and jelly beans. With the jelly beans, we made a rabbit face, and then wrote with shreddings of chocolate: Jesus Christ Has Risen Today. It didn’t exactly look like those words, but as they always say, third times the charm…so we decided to use the squirt stuff to write it. The normal stuff. So we would have our cake, Ice cream (every kind of ice cream you can think of) Cider, Milk, chocolate mints, the normal Easter candy, Pumpkin pie, Apple pie, Cherry Pie, Coconut Custard Pie, Blueberry pie, Peach Pie, chocolate cake, chocolate chip cookies, - cookies, fruit, everything. They all usually left at midnight or later. Sometimes they would leave earlier, which I absolutely hated.

As you have probably noticed, I haven’t mentioned grandpa in this yet. Well, this was all after my grandpa had died. The only grandparents we (meaning Moira and Greg and I) knew throughout our lives, was grandpa (on dads side) and grandma (on moms side). Grandma V, on dad’s side, died before mom and dad were even married, and same with mom’s dad. But the same thing would happen up there ^^^ (what I wrote of Easter) if Grandma was alive. Both my grandparents were SAINTS. And I mean SAINTS. Literally. SAINTS.

The only difference on Easter, when grandma was alive, would be that she would be the apsalute first to arrive. Cause Grandpa went to Mass at a later time than she did, so she was usually earlier. But everything would still be the same. She was short, and warm hearted, and everyone called her ‘mom’, even though her real name was Connie. She was wonderful.

Well I guess I better go, cause Mass is at 9:30 AM or sometimes 9:00 AM tomorrow morning, and we have to wake up at 5:30 AM, and now it is almost 1 in the morning. *Gasps* Yiiiiiiiiiiikes.

Adios, Namarie, Salut, cya, God Bless, Pax Christi tibi,

~Theresa~

Yuck. I just tried swordfish for dinner. *coughcough*  Ahem-ahem.

Anyhoo, I am so looking forward to Friday!!! I want to ice skate forevah! I just wish this day, Wednesday, would skip to Friday, 12:15 pm. Oh, and I think the M's are going, B's, F's and L's too! So we're still keeping at it. But usually all of our homeschoolers are going, so we don't have too many. Last week, when we got to the ice rink, the whole rink was basically empty. It was just Dan, Joey, the rink guard, Moria, me, Greg, the teachers teaching little kids all on the other side of the rink, and one other girl we don't know and that's it. It was so empty, and so nice. Then it got a bit more crowded. The E's went, Bridget and her brothers, The F's, L's, and a few more homeschoolers we rarely converse with. It was pretty fun. This week, like I said, just the M's, B's, F's and L's. The B's and M's are a 'maybe', and I'm pretty sure the F's are going. Gah, all these beginning letters are getting me mixed up, lol.

Well tonight we are going to get the stain color for my bedroom floor. My whole room is done, we just need to sand it, get the floor molding cut and molded out, and pollyearithan the floor. I can't wait to have my whole room! I've been sleeping on my couch ever since last spring, even way before Christmas. *Sniff sniff* I miss my room!

Oh! And more news: I've earned $115.75, so I might buy an MP3 player so I can listen to a lot of music while I ice skate. Might. I'm not sure if I want to spend $100  all in one sitting. Like mom says, don't ever spend your money too fast. Soo...I'm gonna think on it. I wrote down only half of the songs I want to upload onto the MP3 player, and just half of it comes to 79 songs all together *whistles*. The MP3 player that if I get one, will be getting, the ZEN, can hold 500 songs - but it always depends on the length of the songs.

-Well I gotta go now, we're picking up the stain.

Man I gotta stomach ache

-HEH-

Pax Christi tibi,

~Theresa~

Howdy. Well it's 11:33 PM....or would you say AM I dunno - just know that it's dark out *shrug*

I just finished making Kevin's away card, it's a blending cover of Narnia and LOTR, and inside I just wrote. I guess it turned out pretty nice. Tomorrow we see him at the ice Rink with the homeschooling group, but we haven't gotten a chance to get him anything cause mom and Greg have been kinda sick. Well, mostly mom. So I guess if we get out early we might - sessions start from 12:15 pm to 2:15 pm. I really hope we can get him the CD's and book.

Leemme see, today we didn't do much. Of course, since mom wasn't feelin ggood again, we stayed home. Moira and I did math for-only-who-knows-how long, then M ate lunch, but I took a nap and skipped lunch. Ate tonight though, we had leftover pizza. -Not cooked cheesnoodles is bad, but worse, is leftover pizza. I hate it. My dad loves it though, don't see how M and dad can like it so much. I like it freeesh right out of da big oven, at our restaurant Pizzaiola. They make the BEST - really!!!

....Noooow it's 11:37 (pm or am *sigh) I'm lose'in it. I'm doing some math now and listening to music: Vivaldi-Oboe concerto. Beautiful song. I'm also writing a few things on Word Doc....which is going pretty slow. My mind doesn't seem to be working right tonight.

Moira is on the computer, chatting with a few homeschoolers from our group.

Man - I can't think of anything to write, but I need an excuse not to do math ;-)

Maybe I'll make a smiley band - a group-a gang! Suh-weet idea. *Clears throat* *Ahemahemahem*

Muhah - poifecto. *Snaps to beat*

Oooh, I wonder what a song this would make out. (I didn't make it) But I love this poem.

One bright day, in the middle of the night,
two dead boys stood up to fight.
Back to back, they faced each other.
Drew their swords, and shot each other.
The deaf policeman heard the sound,
and put those boys back in the ground.
If you don't believe this lie is true,
ask Harry the blind man, he saw it, too.

Ain't it kewl? Yah....you're right - this is just some gal who hacked into Theresa's blog. *CoughCough* Believe t or not, it's me. Really me. Though I am acting like a dork.

Speaking of dorks....I gotta go get the dawg. So I'll ttyl. *Actuallyimjusleavingcauseihavenoideaofwhattowriteandiprobablysoundlikeanidiotand

soundsoboringthatyouprobablyarentevenreadingthissowhyevenpostitifyournotgonnareadit?

youseeethatsthewholepont-TOpostitandnotlettheotherguysknowaboutitcasusetheirnotgonnareadallthisjunkwhenitdoesnt

evenhaveameaning?yaheahiknowitsrediculousandim.....whatisthebestwordthatwoulddescribemerightnow?

1) Food

2) Snacks

3) Computer/Internet

4) Movies/DVD's

5) Fire Wood

6) Piano

7) Dog

8) Pencil & Paper

9) Books

10) Flashlight

11) Bateries

12) Ovaltean

13) GAIM/AIM

14) Match

15) Sweaters/clothes

16) Blankets

17) Cups/plates/spoons/forks/knives(all that)

19) BOOTS   

And I'm a happy gal.

The only thing is I am not exactly enjoying the snow. Today has been a purty bad day *sigh*. Well, first, I woke up at 11:00 AM, last night we stayed up till 1:00 AM talking to a friend on GAIM/AIM, then we stayed up till 2:00AM watching a Little House on the Prairie, then I stayed up till 3:00 AM talking to my sis in bed. It was *obviously* very dark out, and the snow was....lets just say very high. So it was kinda nice staying up - but waking up at 11 *groans* was not fun. First, when I got up we ate, I did some Math, listened to music, did math, went on GAIM/AIM, and chatted for a while, then I did more math, then we had to go outside and shovel the driveway; boy, that took a lot outa me. So now I am in, sitting at the desk, with two socks on each foot, soaked to the skin, and my hot choclate - or once was hot, is now very, very, very cold, so I put it in the sink, then just before I was talking to a friend and my sis on GAIM/AIM, but GAIM kept kicking me off and making me lag, so I had to log off and now i can't chat cause it doesn't work, and now I'm freezing and soaked, listening to Classical music, (which is one nice thing right now), but I am telling you...today was not fun. There is barely any food int he house though, so I'm kinda hungry. We might be ablet o go to Mass tonight if the snow doesn't get any higher or worse, we'll probably have to dig ourselves out again tonight, anyways.

Well, guess I got notin else interesting to say....God Bless! And make sure NO snow comes your way, at least if it is, *nods* be preapared.

My feet hurt. My legs hurt. My arms hurt. My head aches. Gaaaah! Today we ice skated for 2 hours. From 12:15 PM, to 2:15 PM. At least I’m pretty sure that was the exact time. But it was fun, though I can’t feel my legs, and I think I need a wheelchair right now. As I skated today, I noticed my left skate had a dent (not where the blade is, but the boot) inside it had a dent on the bottom of it, which pushed inside. So I had one even skate and one very, very, very, very uncomfortable and painful skate. Ouch.

Right now, we just came home from Adoration from our Parish. The 2 Hour Adoration, it was a wonderful experience. We are now trying to go every Friday night, 10:00 PM to 12:00 AM. Though right now I can barely type, I’m exhausted.    

Well, there isn’t anything else really new. Guess I’m gonna skoot off to bed. Or maybe not. Ahhhhh I got no idea what I’m gonna do.

Adios, Chou, Namarie Van Mellon, Pax Christi tib,

~ElvenMusician~

Mea Govannen Mellon.

Today was a pretty interesting day, besides the fact I didn’t get to bring Moira’s CD player in the car ;-)

Well, Moira did get her ears pierced today, and they are very pretty on her, she has the gold – small, gold balls. They look nice.  I have decided not to do mine, cause my ear isn’t ruined or allergic to anything yet, so I decided to leave my ear alone. But don’t be surprised by me if I someday post I’ve got em. Sometimes I just never understand myself. Eh, weird.

Anyway, getting to a more…interesting and funner topic (I think…If you would call a wake and funeral a fun topic) we went to the E’s grandmother’s wake. We stayed for about a half an hour, then left. We saw the F’s on the way out, Kristina said they were going ice skating tomorrow as well, but I think more people will be at the funeral than ice skating this time. But we’re going ice skating, and maybe try to go to the funeral. Moira got new skates a few weeks ago, or a week ago, I forget. But they are…sorta kinda half professional. Cause she is a PERFECT figure skater. Sometimes, when some of the homeschooling friends come up to me, they think Moira is a professional figure skater, but she’s not, she’s a violinist.

I can’t wait to go ice skating tomorrow though. I have Moira’s old skates, and they are much tighter and sturdier, SO MUCH better than my old ones. They were SO loose. My feet have either shrunken, or the skates stretched. Mom said that the skates probably stretched, because that’s what happened to Moira’s once, the skates I have are cheap one, not good and expensive. But Moira’s old ones, the ones she gave me, stretched, and can’t stretch any further; so their perfect for me right now.

I guess there isn’t much else to say, like I said before, Moira got her ears pierced today, after that we went to CVS to get some stuff, then we came home ate, I practiced my piano assignments, then we all took naps, cause last night we stayed up until midnight, and we woke up real early this morning. Then we woke up from our ‘naps’, I practiced more, then we got ready, and went to the wake. Then we came home now, and mom, dad and Moira are watching “Little House on the Prairie” eating ice cream. Gregory is on the other computer, and I’m on this one – which…would be dads. I think I’m gonna get some ice cream now *shhhh* not that it’s a secret or anything ;-)

Anyhoo, God Bless, Pax Christi tibi, Namarie Van Mellon, Chou, Adios amiga/amigos….and g’bye and g’night.

~ElvenMusician~

I am having so much TROUBLE!!!!

Well, I can't post much. Gotta help a sister clean up her room *sigh* what are things up to these days.

Eulan. He was a good C.D. Player, though he sometimes skipped. Now he will rest in peace inside those trucks that come by your house every other day, or something like that."

Ohhh, *cries* my C.D. Player broke. I'm surprised he lasted that long - I had him ever since I was 9 years ol,d and I'm 12 now. It died a few days ago...our dog wanted a piece of steak so he-Falkor, knocked the C.D. player over flat on the floor. I guess it was just his time.

You know, once you name something you get attached to it. Eulan was a great C.D. Player.

Moira is letting me borrow hers, cause she is saving up for an Ipod now anyway, but it's not the same!! *Sniff* Eulan was a light grey, with blue around the little window thingy, and Moira's is all white, with some grey around the corners. It's not the same AT ALL. - No offence, Moira.

I will try not to mourn all day for the loss of my wonderful C.D. Player.

Anyhoo, tomorrow we are going to see the Narnia movie again, only this time with the F's. Their not sure if their going, so it's all set out as a "maybe".

Well, all week - we've been going on our 20'th weekend, dad and I have been working on my room and at the same time the basment. He has already put up the wood, and he planne dout Falkor's room, and his workroom is huge. Falkor will be having his own room, cause he can't be chanined  up every time we leave him to go somewhere.

Right now I am listening to the Narnia soundtrack, once again. It's so good, I caaan't waaait to actually buy it. I have $2:45 cents, Greg and I are planning on splitting it up. Heheh...riiiiiight.

Well, I guess I'm gonna skooot, God Bless ya'll! Have a wodnerful week, month, year, day, whatevah.

Pax Christi tibi,

~ElvenMusician~

Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

My hands feel like…led.

I just finished wet sanding my room, and if my room was any bigger I wouldn’t be able to type, or play my piano at all. My hands can hardly type anyways…*sniff* Oh wells.

Well, last night we went to Old Country Buffet with the Grumman men, and the Ham Radio Operators. My dad has his Technician, General, and Extra. So we went because grandpa was in Grumman, and dad is an Amateur Radio operator.

It was fun!

But Moira was dying in the corner as she took bites of the hot chicken. And then dad got her seltzer, and that was also hot, so that didn’t help. I’m telling you, her whole body was red, including her hair. ;-)

Right now I am listening to the Chronicles of Narnia soundtrack. It’s so good.

But Amy Lee’s voice stinks, in the credit songs. But it is better than some others, I must admit.

I love the music/instruments in the song “To Aslan’s Camp” It’s so great. It sounds partly like National treasure.

Lemme see…today we went to BJ’s, we didn’t get much stuff. We got dad The Revenge of the Sith for ChristMas.

A few days ago we went over to the M’s house, and we saw it there, without dad, he was at work, so when he got home we told him how good it was. He’s usually not a big Star Wars fan, but he really wants to see it. We got it for him for ChristMas.

I would write what I got Moira, but she has this blog too, so I won’t *shhhhhhhhh*  *Nod*

We got Gregory Star Trek legos, and a book.

Mom and I got The 5 Browns CD! IT’S SO GOOD! We haven’t opened it yet, until ChristMas. I can’t wait, they play so well. They are 5 teens who play the piano, and at their home they each have their own Grand Piano!! *Drools* *Swoons over pianos*

Right now I’m talking to J. F on AIM. We both had a boring day, so we are explaining how it went. It’s quite interesting.

Well, I’m gonna chat away.

God Bless!

Pax Christi tibi,

~ElvenMusician~

*Sings* Oh the weather outside is frightful, and the fire is sooo delightful...

Actually, come to think of it, the weather outside is awful, and our fire place isn't working! Darnit.

Oh-oh-oh! I made that banner up ther! Yup! *Smiles proudly*

 *Waits with pen and paper for adographs* ;-)

Weeell, I haven't posted in a while.

My birthday was December 11’Th, it was great. I was sick, and had an awful stomach ache, but we watched the Chronicles of Narnia movie in the theater with the A’s, and that kinda helped, because I had eaten and drank before it. I felt a wee bit better.

Then Sunday, we went to Mass, went out to eat afterwards, talked about the Gospel, and then the F’s wanted to see the Chronicles of Narnia movie, so we went with them again.

Now all we have to do is go see it with our homeschooling group, and maybe one more time ;-) ;-)

I loved the movie. It was very, very, very well done. Everything was great. I don’t regret anything, or why I saw it. I loved it.

Lemme see…December 9’Th, two days before my birthday, we had our recital, my piano recital. It went pretty good, I was so concentrating on the music that I didn’t even hear myself play, honestly. Mom said I did wonderful, no mistakes, no stutters, not too loud, and not too soft. I’m glad.

Moira did so well! She said she did awful, and that her bow was bouncing around on her violin like jelly, but her tone was beautiful, and she covered her bow mistakes so well, that when she mentioned it I had only remembered then, it was played so well.

I’m glad it went that way.

I have some WONDERFUL news though! Monday we went for our lessons, and Mrs. D J said I will defiantly be going to NYZMA – New York State...or something that starts with a Z, Music…association?   Anyhoo, I forgot what it meant/ But it is a school to go for and they grade the way I play long music. I’m so exited - but nervous.

I took a picture of my piano, Edith a few days ago, and I also took a pic of my music, but the camera doesn’t seem to be working well with the computer lately.

Right now I am listening to the Chronicles of Narnia soundtrack, on my jukebox from radioblog.  I love the song “To Aslan’s camp” it’s beautiful – and also “The Battle of Baruna” and this other one, which I can’t see the full title cause it’s so long. It won’t show it.

Mom and dad are watching Little House on the Prairie “The Older Brothers”. It’s a funny one.

Hm, today I had this whole thing I wanted to write in my blog, but I had forgotten. Oh well. Write later!

God Bless!!!!

Pax Christi tibi,

~ElvenMusician~

Our recital is Friday!! *Catches breath* What am ai gonna do what am I gonna do what am I gonna do what am I gonna doooooooo!!!!  I - am - goig - to - do - awful! NO - But wait...if I say I'm gonna do awful I might do awful! Oh no! Then, I will do awsome! Bit if I say that I still might to awful because I will be...oh, life is so complicated *grumbles* Well at least Mrs. D.J. made my song longer, so it's not like with the left hand "bum, bum-bum-bum-bum, bum, bum-bum-bum, bum" right hand - "da da dum dum" and so on and so forth. We went inside the church (it is protistant church) to see where we would be doing it. At least the piano feels lighter than mine does in the lower parts. 

Last night we went over the E's house, it was supposed to be the homeschooling group teen night, but only Deidrie, Bridgit, Ciara, Risa, and Moira and I were there. Mr. and Mrs. E were there (obviously) and Mary-Anne E came after to pick up Bridgit and Diedrie to bring them home. But the whole time we played music. I played their piano, and Moira played Risa's violin, and Ciara played her flute *dies* It was BEAUTIFUL! Everyone there were proffesinals at music, at least Ciara, Risa, and Moira and Mrs. E were. It was so much fun!

I wish I coulda saved some of their cookies to bring home though, heheh! Yeah.

*Sighs* Today I am sick, I have been sick for the past three days, my stomach has been bothering me, and my throat feels like an F-14 Jet just landed on it. Eh.   So I don't feel that good, I'm dizzy, but I feel even worse if I sleep and lay down on the couch.

Tomorrow we are/were supposed to have the F's over, but I guess that won't work out, I wish it could.

OH! Only, next Saturday we are all going ot see the new Narnia movie with our hoemschooling group. I am so exited, I want to see that so badly. I have read hte Narnia books who knows how many times.

Well...I can't think of anything else to complain about ;-)

God Bless you all,

Pax Christi tibi, Pax Domini Sit Semper Vobiscum!
~Elven Musician~

*Nods*

Right now I am talking to dad while he is at work, over AIM. It's nice to talk to your own dad when hes away without using the phone. He'll be home at around 7 PM.

Well, the fountain some friends gave us as a gift has a leak, so we have a whole puddle on our table/counter.

The landskapers are here mowing our neighbors lawn, I have the office window open, it is so lovely outside!! It smells like Spring...though it don't look like it outside. Still, there is nothin like fresh cut grass in the Fall *falls in love with Fall* 

Well chidi-ho, er, tidi-ho, can't chat for long, wot wot. Gotta do school.

Yup.

 I am curently reading "The Return of the King" And "The Winged Watchman" And the next, or shall I say last, book to the Dark Nest Star Wars series.

I can't stay on long, cause I am startng to get a bit hungry.

Well, today was IT! We sold our grandpas house, it's not as hard as when we sold my grandmas house, because the people who bought grandpas house are good Catholics, a young couple, and have one child, Mrs. is on her second child. It is wonderful she is.

After we Closed on the house, we went to Old Country Buffet and ate their. Man was it good. Then we went to RadioShack, and got a new CD for mom, who is playing it right now. She loves it.

Moira is sleeping, and Gregory is talking poor moms ears off, haha. Dad is typing at his computer, and I am typing at moms computer, and Falkor is sleeping on the ground next to my chair.

We are going to the 8:00 PM Mass tonight, if Moira ever gets up.

Well I gotta go now. God Bles you all.

Pax Christi tibi,

~ElvenMusicain~

Life. Yeash. It's so hard sometimes.

I can't even begin to explain on how tired I am. My dad and I worked from 10:00 AM to 3:30 PM at our Grandpas house, to sell it Monday. Boy, wasn't that fun *groans* 

Tonight, when my head hits the pillow, you'll hear it. That one big BOOOOM tonight, at maybe 9:00 PM (this time, muhaha) - that's my head.