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I know i haven't posted in while... But I have had a busy Year... and I thought i shold say something in the New year... Can you believe it is another year 2009!!! Holy cow... I hope that when you read this blog post it finds you well... Gotta go... God Bless You and your Family!!!!!!!!
Nuttyhousemouse
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what do people want to hear on this blog? I read a blog that was about pets, another of her life, where she post when something happens, and peoples love life. i don't really know what people want to hear.
well anyway.
Pets
"tell me if your dog does this. they sleep in your house. or in your room. and when thye are ready to get up they don't just bark.
this is what my dog ginger does.
so yesterday morning i was lying there having a god dream. and then i hear a rff. rff i look around and ginger is there staring at me. and she is smiling. well it turned out to be 5:30 am so i ignore her. so i hear another. rff rfff rfffff but now it starts getting bigger/louder. rff rfff rffff rfffff rfff rfff rffff rfff rfff rffff rffff rfff rffff rfffff rffff rffff then she stops. but i can still feel her watching me. but i keep on ignoring her. and then about 10 minutes later i am finaly back asleep when i hear RFFFFFF!!!!!!!! i wake up and turn towards her and I swear this dog can smile. and you can tell because it looks like a human smile. and then i lean forward to get out of bed and she gived me a big morning breathe slrp on the face. from the chin to the forehead. I let out a groan. and then lay back down. TRYING to ignore her. then she climbs up onto my bed. and starts licking my hand. so i shoo her off. and then she starts licking my ear. By now i am tempted to let her go bug my sister or someone. so I push her away. then a couple minutes later she is still doing it. so i thought she might have to go to the bathroom right. so i get a sweatshirt on and then take her out. i sit on our bench waiting for her. but she sits there smiling at me. so i tell her "Go potty" but still she won't move and just stares at me, Smiling. so i think Forget it. and go inside. and then keep her in my room and then go back to sleep. and i leave an arm over the edge of my bed. so i fall asleep. then about an hour later (HALLEUGIAH)(Spelling is bad) i feel this nudging on my hand and then ginger starts licking my hand. so i smack her on te snout. hoping she will leave me alone. so i take her back outside. and sit on the bench, she does it again, sits there, just smiling at me. so i go back inside and lay on the couch with her by my side looking at me. so i go back to bed (up those stairs that look huge in the middle of 6:00) so i head up the tairs and plop on my bed and try to ignore a golden Lab starring at you. and it is driving me mad. so i go down stairs and get a treat. then we come back and she lays down chewing on it. when she finished it she came and licked my face. so i sit up in bed and pet her. it turns out her love tank was empty. because everytime i tried to stop petting her she layed her head on my knee. and gave me puppy eyes. so i started scratching her head. and she falls asleep on my lap (ginger is almost 12 yrs) so i push her head off and then lay down. then i feel a shift of weight on the end of my bed. ginger is sitting on my bed looking at me so i scratch her head and shelays down and falls asleep. I am thinking PRAISE THE LORD. then i lay my head on my pillow and crash "then my mom comes in, and i guess i slept until 9:00 when my mom woke me up. but it felt like 10 minutes well that's it. NuTtYhOuSeMoUsE |
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the other day I was thinking about the sunflower, and I thought, it is like a christian, we are the sunflower. the sunflower follows the sun wherever it goes. when the sun rises so do the sunflowers, when the sun sets, and so does the sunflower. so the Sun, is the Son, as in the Jesus, The Son of God, we are the sunflower, or the sun follower, well gotta go, NuTtYhOuSeMoUsE the sunflower is now my favorite flower.
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this is Awesome. I am so glad i read it... NuttyhouseMouse
17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. "I wowed 'em," he later told his father, Bruce. "It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote." It also was the last. Brian's parents had forgotten about the essay when a cousin found it while cleaning out the teenager's locker at Teays Valley High School in Pickaway County. Brian had been dead only hours, but his parents desperately wanted every piece of his life near them, notes from classmates and teachers, his homework. Only two months before, he had handwritten the essay about encountering Jesus in a file room full of cards detailing every moment of the teen's life. But it was only after Brian's death that Beth and Bruce Moore realized that their son had described his view of heaven. It makes such an impact that people want to share it. You feel like you are there." Mr. Moore said. Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted. The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. "I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it, " Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. "I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him.
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature. When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched ," I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented. When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought led my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand. And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me. Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written. "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."- Phil. 4:13 "For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." |
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in the co-op i go to i was taking a class. that was called "Mission to Mars" it helps you learn about Mars. and you pick the job you want Probe, Communication, Navigation, Medical, Life Support, ETC. i was Probe. it was really fun. at the end of the semester. you go to a museam,(can't remember how to spell it) but anyway. today i got to go there. and there are 2 rooms, Mission Control, and the space Shuttle. you have a team mate. well, your in one room while your team mate is in the other room. and you have to communicate. it was really fun. my job in the first half was tellling them how to build the brain of the probe. then we switch and then they tell me. parts were fun. but thn other parts were really confusing. but mostly fun. now i am home and tired. Talk to ya Later ~*~NuttyHouseMouse~*~ |
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okay who ever invented seran wrap is a genius but it only clings to itself. i had to put it on something and it was sticking to itself. i would straighten it out and it would go back. NuttYHouSEMouse "i'm not dead yet" monty python. (i think |
. so i finaly get it straight and it was all perfect. my dog walks under it and it sticks to her tail. so she thinks i'm playing when i'm trying to get it off and she runs up and down the stairs for 5 minutes. until she settles down. *(she is old) so i had to get another piece and do it all over again. but it was annoying just the same. 
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So my awesome older sis found this pic! Its 's' in sign language! She takes sign at the college! woah!! But my first name begins with an 'S' so thought I would show it to ya'll! NuTtYhOuSeMoUsE
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hello i am extremely bored. i am at work with my dad and my school work is already done and now i am really bored. arghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!. i hate being bored but now that i am so bored..... i found one of those stamp things that you change the date on and the librarians use it some times to tell you when the book is due. i was entertained by that and i was entertained by sharpies for a while. i brought them with me and i colored my fingers different colors and put my fuingers to paper and walla we have finger prints. and a couple minutes ago, i was going up and down on the desk chair. do you know what i mean? I"M BORED
NuTtYhOuSeMoUsE
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today we went shopping in Roseville.we went to Jamba Juice for lunch and for some reason my sister and i got HYPER so after ward's we went to home depot and there was a HUGE nut cracker and his face was purple!!!!!! so kate drags me over and says "mad nut cracker" and we start cracking up and we got the strangest looks type to ya soon. |
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and we were looking for a polar bear like the deer but a bear and we saw him and my mom does this ahhhhhhhh!!!! there he is. then there's these, christmas trees that are trying to do the siberian orchestra (it is the house and the christmas lights above). we both wanted a small one just for fun and to annoy ourselves and for weird reasons that you come up with when your hyper! then we went to joann's fabrics. there are these little candies that you can put into this little penguin or polar bear or moose than you pull the tail and it comes out the bottom of whatever animal you want.it was kinda gross. then we went some where else and i got ubsessed with PENGUIN'S. and i would see a penguin and freak out (i think because i was hyper) and i got a needle punch and i got homeand got annoyed because the back of the box said in red letters. "needle sold separately" grrrrrrrrrr i was annoyed. and now i am in bed watching tv and typing this.|
i would really like to pull my hair out right now i can't gey these pics onn here it won't let me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bye
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i liked these!!!!!!!!! okay i can't get these pics on here i'll try later
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i just saw the muusic video for the country sing, "Have you Forgotten" it is so cool it shows wives and husbands saying good bye. It made me cry bescause, I had to say good bye to my dad. we cried and cried and cried and that was one time I hated to see the air port. hope you enjoyed
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do you remember how last year evertthing said happy holidays. we were watching commercials and at the end it said Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!!! i was sooooooooooooooooooooooooo, so, so, so, so, so happy!!!!!!! see ya |
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every time i pray for people, i like it and it's not a coincidence that i have a good day that day. nUtTyHoUsEmOuSe see ya |
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hi there,, i am so boredi am sitting on the couch and of coarse i'm sick!!!! i always get sick when i want to do something!!!!! last night was a seventh and up hang up. it is something we do at the co-op my sister and i do. and last time i couldn't go because i wansn't in the seventh grade and kate went and was all talking about how it was so much fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm just glad she had fun!!!!! well this time i couldn't go because i was sick but agani on the bright side i got to stay home with my mom and get to spend time with her. which was fun!!!!! katy home and as my mom said on her blog. we had a mattress meeting!!!!! and talked forever!!! well this is a record (i posted 2 days in a row!!!) |
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okay, i defiently can't post as much stuff as my sister or as long. tuesday i did this serving thing, it was for youth group and so every body that was in the youth had to dress up in black and white> like a typical waiter. there were a some people and they were protective of they're desserts. there was a lady who had her mouth full and there was barely any cheesecake left. i asked her husband if she was done. he said yes, she is. so i went to go take the cheesecake and the lady and her husband were older. well i went to go and grab her cheesecakeand she had her knife in her hand, she went to go say no but her mouth was full, so instead she moves her hand towards mine really fast and ALMOST hit my hand it was like whoa there. and her husband touches my shoulder and says " you almost lost your hand" then later i come back to the same people and see if they need anything. the lady asks if i could get her another cheesecake and she also said she will give me a dollar!!!!! i laughed inside and said i'll get tyou another one with no chareg!!! then there was another couple who asked if i could wrap her cheesecake in foil so i make it as pretty as i can (wanst that pretty) ands i go back when everyone is almost gone and she forgot er cheesecake. then i was about to leAV WHEN THE HUSBAND OF THE CHEESECAKE LOVER AND HE WAS TELLING THE LEADERS OF THE YOUTH THAT WE DID A WONDERFUL JOB AND THEN I WALK IN AND HE TURN'S AROUND AND HE SAYS " YOU ESPECIELLY!!!!!" i love serving people it makes me happy and feel really good about my self!!!!!! NuTtYhOuSeMoUsE takl to ya"ll later i'm so proud of my self i postedf and it wasn't an inch long!!!!!!! |
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hello and happy late halloween i'm no very good with this blog thing!!!! i need some tips from you guys so i will post more like what do i need to post about ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i need help. (i am a blonde just to let you know!!!!) hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe if you go on to www.youtube.com and typr in the hippo and dog sing the lion sleeps tonight it is pretty cute or type in numa numa fast and just listen to it it is hilarious i might put iy on my blog!!! ttfn nuttyhousemouse' did you ever notice that the day goes slow if you are waiting for something!!! |