Gone Away....

Feb. 19, 2007 ~ Family quotes

I dunno about you, but some members of our family say some funny stuff. Here are some quotes I've gathered from my little sibs.

 

This was said by my younger sister Erika, at three or four years old: "What are all the states? These are the only ones I know: China, North pole, South pole, and 'Tucky." Lol! That's my favorite....

 

A few days ago, I was watching a soccer game on TV. There had been a great play by one of the players, and I said "I hope they give us a replay of that...." To which Erika responded: "Just go back!"  :rolleyes: I had to explain that you couldn't rewind the TV....  =D

 

Jared (the oldest little bro) said this when he was about two. *Looks at one Hot Wheels car* "My," *Looks at another* "and my." *Looks up happily* "Two my's."

 

You can blame my Mom for this post not being longer. It's hard to write with her standing over me saying "GOOD NIGHT!". I think it's some kind of a hint....

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Feb. 18, 2007 ~ Guess What???

I would like to introduce my Mom, who is getting a blog! I thought she was uninterested in these things.... Here's here adress: www.homeschoolblogger.com/Mommalotamus/ I hope that works....

 

But anyway, I want all y'all to go say hey, and pretend to be peaceful. =D And while you're at it, make sure and give me a lot of praise. JK! Lol....

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Feb. 17, 2007 ~ Superior!

I aced my piano recital today! =D It's this event called the 'Federation Festival', where all us piano students play two memorized songs for a judge. The grades from best to worse, are Superior, Excellent, Satisfactory, Fair, and Needs Improvement. I've never heard of anyone ever getting a Needs Improvement, and I can remember only one Fair. So, Superior is the target, and Excellent is what you get if you miss. Happily, I've always gotten Superiors....

 

I was rather nervous this time. One of my songs was well learned, but I wasn't sure about the other. I finished playing, and endured a few minutes (that seemed more like hours....) of watching the judge writing on my scoring sheet.

 

*Pencil moves across paper* "Gosh, I hope I got a superior...."  *Scritch scratch* "If I got an excellent, some people will be really disapointed in me...."  *Judge looks ponderingly at the paper* "Oh no! Did I play well enough???"  *Judge slowly stands up and hands me the paper* "Did I? Yes! Superior! Yesyesyesyesyesyes!"

 

Yeah, that's pretty much what it was like. =D

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Feb. 16, 2007 ~ Disneyworld, FL

Disney was awesome. =)

 

At least, most of it was. It was real crowded, with lines over an hour for some of the rides. I don't think I've ever seen so many people in my life. We were lucky though, 'cause the mobs supposedly triple in the summertime. Although, it certainly felt like summertime down there. It reached into the 80s, which is unbelievable for early February. At our florida cabin wednesday, it was 84 degrees. At my house thursday night when we got home, it was 36 degrees. Isn't Georgia supposed to be a warm state? Then there was the cellphone incident. At the end of our last day, there I was with a large hole in my pocket and no phone. >: (

 

I think the Tower of Terror, the Rock n' Rollercoaster, Expedition Everest, and Space Mountain were my favorite rides. Anything that's fast with parts of track in the dark is good. =) Most of the slow stuff should be tossed. Like 'It's a Small World' for example. Let me tell you, that is without a doubt, the most inane ride I've ever been on. I suffered through fifteen minutes of creeping along on a little boat, surrounded by bright-colored puppets singing it's a small world. My gosh, I'd rather go wait in line to see Minnie Mouse than go on that again.

 

It'll be something to remember for the rest of my life, though. Disney spares no expense. Everything has as much detail as possible, and even stuff like bars of soap, paper plates, and towels have some disney symbol on them. They hold this firework show at the Magic Kingdom that was the best I've ever seen, with huge fireworks, one after another after another. They have it every night. Every night! I learned some stuff about Walt Disney himself, too. He was really a cool man who not only dreamed up fantastic things, but made them come true as well. That's all for now. Bye!

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Feb. 15, 2007 ~ Home sweet home

I'm back from Disneyworld! Unfortunately, I can't tell you much about it. At least, not until I get a few days of sleep, and this ginormous headache goes away.

 

Really though, I never knew there were so many people in the entire world. I don't know why the whole planet decided to go to Disneyworld the same week we did, but they did. Some of the rides had hour long waits. Not so with the Twilight Zone Tower of Terror. After riding it, I think I know why....

 

Anyway, more to come later. I'll *yawn* post about it after I.... get some.... ZZZZZZ.....

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Feb. 9, 2007 ~ Gone, like Frank Sinatra....

(Important message at the end)

 

Cleo has tagged me.... much to my dismay....

 

1) You walk into a party. What's the first thing you do?

  • Leave
  • Find your closest friends and join them
  • Try to find someone you don't know or who looks lonely and introduce yourself
  • Proclaim yourself DJ
  • Find the food!

2) You trip over something you were supposed to put away and fall flat on your face. You:

  • Pick it up and put it away so that nobody else (particularly your mom  ) trips over it.
  • Get up and walk away
  • kick and scream at the object until you break it your toe
  • Rant at the person nearest you ("why didn't you TELL me I was going to trip!?!?!") to cover your embarassment
  • Watch and see who trips next

3)You find the COOLEST hat at the store. It's unique and actually fits your head. You buy it. The next day you're shopping with a friend. They see the hat and begin to ridicule it. What do you do?

  • Who cares what she thinks? I like it!
  • Don't mention it. You just won't wear it around them!
  • Return the hat.
  • Shopping?! For HATS??!?! Wha-?!
  • Stalk away after icely responding "I like it!"

4)Your mom signed you up for a gym class. The day of the first class you go to get dressed and all you have to wear is that AWFUL pair of shorts! You:

  • Feign illness
  • Wear them anyway...clothes are clothes!
  • Find something in a siblings closet or the dirty clothes hamper. ANYTHING but those!
  • Explain the problem to your mom and ask to stop at a store on the way there.

5)You've finally convinced your parents to let you watch That Scary Movie. After about 15 minutes you're so scared you could throw up. But you know your brothers will tease you incessintly if you walk out. You:

  • Leave. It isn't worth a month of nightmares.  (Accualy, all my brothers are younger, and scare a lot easier than me. :))
  • A scary movie that I haven't seen?!? Not likely!
  • Throw up and keep watching. This is the product of weeks of begging!
  • Who wants to watch scary movies? Give me a romantic comedy any day!
  • Act scared and throw a fit when your brothers tease you. (this option may only be open to girls)

6) It's the classic problem. 3 friends, 2 extra movie tickets. What do you do?

  • Only friends?!? That's it?!?!
  • Toss the movie tickets and invite all 3 over to your house to watch the movie when it comes out on DVD
  • Take your mom and cousin and forget about the friends
  • Don't like movies, and if I went to them I would never have 2 extra tickets. Problem solved.
  • Whichever ones last invited YOU to something

7)You blow up the garage. You say:

  • "Ummm.....ooops?"
  • "What garage?"
  • "Whoa! Dude! Wicked!" *victory dance*
  • "Hey we can store as many cars as we want in here now! Say, Dad, have you thought about that Ferrari for my 16th birthday?
  • Who's talking? I'm heading for the boarder while I still have my legs!

END

 

Okay, IMPORTANT message. I am leaving tomorrow morning and will be GONE till Friday. Y'all will have to exixt without me (*wink*), 'cause I'm not blogging at Disneyworld.  Bye!

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Feb. 8, 2007 ~ Dentists, baking soda, and other things....

I'm Chris's featured blogger! :) I dunno how to link to his blog on this thing, but you can go to my friends list and click on his name. I'm pretty sure everyone who reads this already knows Chris, anyway. (I mean, who doesn't?) Anyway, he asked me an interesting question. "Have you ever flossed with fishing line?" I don't think I ever have, to tell you the truth. My dentist is having a hard enough time trying to convince me to floss at all, let alone use fishing line....

 

On the subject of dentists, I had to go to one yesterday. Just a checkup, but.... whoa. Let me tell you, NOT FUN! Since I have braces, they couldn't shine up my teeth the normal way. They had to use the baking soda gun. For those of you that have never been put under it's torture, it's where they shoot a mixture of baking soda and water at high speeds onto your teeth. If you want the rough idea of how it feels, load up a BB gun with sand, then shoot it into your mouth. Then, there was the dental lady herself, who seemed surprised that my mouth was chapped, red, and hurting after the procedure, and kept repeating "Oh, bless your little heart" like I was a baby or something. I was glad to get out of that place....

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Feb. 6, 2007 ~ (Evil) Pitchers....

Well, I have baseball practice again today. I can already imagine those pitchers, grinning at me from the mound. Sort of a I-can-hurt-you-if-I-want-to kinda glint in their eyes. It's always me, too. I was hit twice last practice, while one else was even touched. The score is me: 5, and the rest of the team: 2. Lousy pitchers. I think I'll take some football pads this time. Just strap 'em on under my clothes.... then laugh when I get hit. Knowing them, they'll still find a way to get me, though.

 

Baseball is really a war, for those of you that don't know.  Batter vs. the pitcher. To the death....

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Feb. 4, 2007 ~ Play ball!

Today is the super bowl. (Like nobody knew that....) I'm cheering for the Colts.... or was it the Bears? I think it was the Colts. Something like that. I just like their quarterback, Payton Manning. Or Eli Manning. Whichever one is the Colt's QB. Otherwise, I couldn't care less. All my friends are killing each other about who's gonna win, while I didn't even know which teams were in the running till a few days ago. Seems like everybody's infected with football fever.... except me. So, have a good time watching the game.... whenever it is.... and go COLTS!!!

 

Or was it Bears?

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Feb. 2, 2007 ~ Me....

For lack of anything better, here's a pic of me. It's a really old pic, but I don't have any recent ones. I'm hopefully gonna take some soon....

 

Holden Beach 2

 

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Feb. 1, 2007 ~ Feb.

Well, February is here. Are you for it or against it?

 

GOOD things about February:

1.) It's the month of our disneyworld vacation. I'll make sure and say 'hey' to Mickey Mouse for you guys. ;)

2.) It's the last really cold month. After this, the blessed warmth starts coming back.

3.) Baseball really gets started. Although I suppose this has a flip side, too. Getting hit seems to be one of my talents....

4.) Grass doesn't grow. Therefore, I don't have to mow it. Hooray!

 

BAD things about February:

1.) Valentines day. Never did like that holiday. Usually I can just ignore it and pretend it doesn't exist.

2.) Cold weather. Ice storms. Gray skies. Bare trees. Shrieking wind. All-around dismal.

3.) Can't fish, since everything's frozen over. Maybe I should try ice fishing....

4.) It's not summer. Every month should be summer.

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Jan. 30, 2007 ~ Is being tagged good or bad?

I've been tagged by TC.... =)

 

From A to Z:

 

A- Available or married? Not married.... but I'm not 'available' yet. xD Gotta wait a few years for that.
B- Best Friend? How are people supposed to choose one? Emma, Holt, and Roy.                                  
C- Cake or Pie? Cake. If it's chocolate that is, and not the plain white sugar kind. Blech.
D- Drink of Choice? Sweet tea.
E- Essential Item? Baseball hat.

F- Favorite Color? Either green or blue. Or maybe greenish-blue. Something like that.
G- Gummi Bears or Worms? Worms. Preferably the sour kind....
H- Hometown? Gastonia, NC. I don't live there anymore, but that's where I was born.

I- Indulgence? Heaping handfuls of chocolate chips. :)
J- January or February? January

K- Kids & names? Bro- Jared, bro- Elijah, and sis- Erika.

L- Life is incomplete without? Baseball
M- Marriage Date? Umm.... I can't remember. >.<
N- Number of Siblings? Three
O- Oranges or apples? Apples

P- Phobias/Fears? Girls. ;)
Q-Favorite Quote? "I will make you fishers of men." -Jesus                                                                         

R- Reason to Smile? Brian Regan. Funniest comedian that ever walked the face of the Earth.
S- Season? Summer
T- Tag three people! SouthernBelle, SoccerStarlearnmylingo

U- Unknown fact about me: I've worn a hat every day this year.
W- Worst habit? Beating up my sibs. *Wink*
Y- Your favorite food? Steak. Possibly pizza. 
Z- Zodiac? I don't even look at this stuff. What nonsense....

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Jan. 29, 2007 ~ I'm back! (I'd rather still be skiing though....)

Well, I'd rank that weekend as the best this year. :) There was one minor accident, but I'll get to that later.

 

So, I didn't break any bones! *Waits for applause* xD I actually learned who to ski real well, and I only fell maybe five or six times the whole time. I even learned how to ski without poles. :) It snowed a ton, too. The flakes were so big, that when they fell on my glove or jacket, I could see their individual shapes. They all were different varieties of six-pointed stars. Before yesterday, I didn't know the real meaning of 'cold' though. It was FREEZING. And I lost my coat. The funny part was, I could tell exactly where it got colder as I rode the ski lift up. Before pole #8 (yes, they were numbered....) the snow lazily drifted down. In-between pole #8 and pole #10, the snow started swirling. At pole #10, the snow started shrieking straight sideways. The wind just about took by gloves, hat, goggles and all. ;) It always started exactly at pole #10. Don't think I'm exaggerating either. The snow went from going slowly down, to howling sideways, within five feet of #10 every time.

 

Okay, about the accident. I was waiting at the top of a pretty steep hill, waiting to go down. There was this sloooooow guy going down, so I just stood and waiting for him to get down. All of the sudden, I heard a loud scraping noise. I didn't turn around, because I assumed it was just some guy trying to stop. It was. But he couldn't. He barreled into me at full speed, yelling " I CAN'T STOP!!!" at the top of his lungs. Well, it was too late by then. With my breath knocked out of me, and the snowboarder hanging onto me, we plunged down the hill, rolling over and over. My skis came off, my hat came off, and my poles went flying. I remember turning my head in mid-fall, then some very large, very heavy, and very hard hit me square on the head. About that time everything got fuzzy. >.< I think we just kept going till we hit a pile of snow. Or something. Then the pain snapped me out of it. I lay there in the snow for a while, holding my split head. In the background, I could hear the snowboarder apologizing. Finally, I got the strength to stand up, find my scattered equipment, and start down again. Then I felt something sticky on my eye. I stopped and put my hand up to feel. When I took it down, it was dripping with blood. I skied as best I could with my limited vison to the lodge, my left eye closed from dried blood. The youth pastor's wife took one look at me and totally freaked out. :D From there I got treated, underwent the verdict on whether I'd have to have stitches, and got a cool eye-patch.

 

Luckily, the doctor said I didn't need stitches as long as I was careful with it.  And I got to ski again the next day, too. :) So, 'cept for the big scar a half-inch above my left eye, I'm okay.

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Jan. 25, 2007 ~ Barons baseball

Well, I'm out of stories. You guys are gonna have to put up with my regular life now....

 

I had baseball practice again today. So far, out of two live hitting practices, I've only been hit twice. 'Course, that's more than the whole rest of the team combined. Out of all sixteen guys, I attract the most high-speed baseballs. >.< Yippee. I actually managed to get off scot-free of bruises this time. It was hard though. The first ten pitches were waaay outside. So, my coach being who he is, told me to go to the other side of the plate and bat lefty, hoping to get the pitcher pitching more over the plate. After the switch, my head was right were the last ten pitches had been. Bad sign. I had to hit the floor a few times. Then, once the guy could pitch reasonably well, I got to move back the right side of the plate. My coach told the pitcher to "aim inside". I spent most of batting practice ducking balls. :)

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Jan. 23, 2007 ~ Seven things

Alas, SouthernBelle tricked me into being tagged. ;) So here goes 7 weird things about me.

 

1. I don't laugh. Don't ask me why, but all I can do is smile.

2.  The longest I've ever talked on the phone is three minutes.

3. I put hot sauce on every dish I eat.

4. My wardrobe is down to one pair of shoes, and three pairs of pants.

5. I have an abhorrence of hot dogs. (I can't even stand the smell of that detestable meat)

6. I don't think there's a single book in our library teen section that I haven't read.

7. I got a guitar over a year ago, but haven't learned how to play a thing.

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Jan. 23, 2007 ~ Footprints

Footprints

 

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was
walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the
sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he
noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one
belonging to him, and the other to the Lord. When
the last scene of his life flashed before him, he
looked back at the footprints in the sand. He
noticed that many times along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed
that it happened at the very lowest and saddest
times in his life. This really bothered him and he
questioned the Lord about it. "Lord, You said that
once I decided to follow you, You'd walk with me all
the way. But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life, there is only one set
of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed
you most you would leave me." The Lord replied,
"My son, My precious child, I love you and I would
never leave you. During your times of trial and
suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it
was then that I carried you."

 

This is a really famous poem, one of my favorites. :) I don't know who wrote it though, 'cause different people claim to....

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Jan. 22, 2007 ~ We're skiing!!! :)

Urgh. This is my second try. Last time, I had a huge post all typed out (I mean a lot bigger then any of my others....) and I accidentally deleted it all. I had highlighted the whole thing, and was going to 'copy' it, just in case it didn't post right. (HSB does that sometimes.) Then, I hit 'paste' instead of 'copy' and pasted a link that I'd copied earlier, right onto it all, substituting the link for my big post. I feel like throwing the mouse across the room. Let's see if I can reproduce some of it....

 

Our ski trip is on! :) The resort got/made 30 inches of snow this week, and they're expecting another 40 for the coming week. Yes! :) But while I'm on the subject of skiing, I'll tell y'all about my skiing tips, experiences, and misadventures. These are all true, and happened to me on the last ski trip. One wonders why I still want to go again.

 

Tip #1: Instead of making my mistake, it is best to get some practice on the lower slopes before trying for the double black diamond.

 

Tip #2: Hold TIGHT to your ski poles if.... I mean when.... you fall, or you'll have to trek back up the mountain to retrieve them. With your ski boots. Which, matter-of-fact, aren't good for hiking up icy hills.

 

Tip #3: If you see a group of people trying to take a picture out on the middle of the slope, do anything possible to miss them. They seem to get real mad when someone accidentally runs into them. Sheesh, they acted like I meant to hit them. Grumpy people.

 

Fact #1: You get a bad feeling from watching one of your skis race down the hill without you, after coming loose in your latest fall.

 

Fact #2: If your only way to stop is intentionally falling down, you will be bruised by the end of the day.

 

Fact #3: If you leave your shoes outside the hotel room door, they will be stolen and gone in the morning. (I don't know why I didn't think of that before leaving my shoes out.)

 

Experience #1: I was skiing rather fast down a hill, (waaaay too fast) and crashed. As I lay there in the snow, a fellow guy from our group skied by. Seeing me in the snow, he proceeded to laugh and jeer at me. I watched him disappear over the next hill. Getting up wearily, I started off again, more carefully this time. Finally, I got to the next hill. Guess who I should see at the bottom, crumpled in a heap of snow? You guessed it. Served Mr. Funny Guy right. :)

 

Experience #2: I didn't fall that hard. I mean, it wasn't like I was going super fast or anything, I just fell. I was too interested watching a friend, and not where I was going. I slipped, fell, and slid down the hill. My right ankle in excruciating pain, I hobbled up the hill to get my dropped ski poles. (Refer to tip #2) After getting them, I skied back down, trying to keep as much weight as possible off the hurt ankle. Wincing, I walked to the medical hut, and collapsed on a chair. I wasn't till later that I figured out that my foot was broken in two places, with a nice-sized chip separated from the rest of the bone.

 

I hope y'all had a good laugh at my expense. ;) Btw, here's where I'm going: http://www.skiwolfridgenc.com

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Jan. 20, 2007 ~ Crazy, insane, wild, raving, berserk, out-of-control, SIBLINGS!!!

Mom and Dad are out eating somewhere, so I'm stuck with my three younger siblings. They just go crazy as soon as my parents walk out the door. ;) We just finished watching a John Wayne western, though I don't think my sibs have any idea what it's about. They were running around yelling and fighting the whole time. I resorted to grabbing 'em as they ran by and sitting on him/her. Of course, they'd still wriggle away and run off again, which I wouldn't object to except the wouldn't leave the basement. If they would've gone anywhere else, I could've actually heard the movie. But, no. Luckily, as soon as it ended, I got to send them off to bed. :):):) And, they're actually being quiet now.

 

 On the other hand, being quiet usually means they're up to something. Excuse me while I go check and see if they're still alive up there....

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Jan. 19, 2007 ~ Can you?

Nothing to report for today. So, I got something for you people to try.

 

First, sit down if you haven't already. Now, lift your right foot off the ground, and make clockwise circles in the air. (It's very important that you go clockwise) Next, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your right hand. Can you do it without letting your foot change directions?

I can't. :)

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Jan. 17, 2007 ~ Only a Dad

This is a cool peom called "Only a Dad". It was written by Edgar Guest. Enjoy. :)
Only a dad with a tired face,
Coming home from the daily race,
Bringing little of gold or fame
To show how well he has played the game;
But glad in his heart that his own rejoice
To see him come and to hear his voice.

Only a dad with a brood of four,
One of ten million men or more
Plodding along in the daily strife,
Bearing the whips and the scorns of life,
With never a whimper of pain or hate,
For the sake of those who at home await.

Only a dad, neither rich nor proud,
Merely one of the surging crowd,
Toiling, striving from day to day,
Facing whatever may come his way,
Silent whenever the harsh condemn,
And bearing it all for the love of them.

Only a dad but he gives his all,
To smooth the way for his children small,
Doing with courage stern and grim
The deeds that his father did for him.
This is the line that for him I pen:
Only a dad, but the best of men.

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