• Dec. 21, 2009 - Please listen...wonderful song...
• Dec. 21, 2009 - Winter Words
Posted By The Reading Maid
Here is my list for Skyewriter's Winter Words. I do not have them all, but The good LORD willing, I'll try to soon.
I chose snowflake:
S: Sarah Bishop
N:
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W:
F:
L: Mandie and The Missing School Marm by Lois Gladys Leppard
A:
K: Gentle's Holler by Kerry Madden
E: Elsie's Stolen Heart by Martha Finley
I pray you have a great week in the LORD, and GOD bless,
TheReadingMaid |
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• Dec. 20, 2009 - He says he wants to KNOW.
Posted By Taylor
| Dies ist Hailey! C strings on violas are kewlness. Arthur is Arthur!! ! I don't like "the twelve days of Christmas". Taylee's List goes like this
1. Adam
2. Arthur
3. Alex
4. Woody
5. Sam
6. Mr. Darcy
Poor Alex was in second place for just one night, but then we finished Widdle Dorrit and then Arthur took his place, poor guy!! Taylee just said "oooooh ARTHUR......" and "swooned". I think she loves him more than Adam, but she says it's not true. POOR JOHN!! AMY BROKE HIS WIDDLE HEART BUT SHE DIDN'T MEAN TO!!!
Cashews taste good. REAL GOOD. :-) Oranges taste better. The Boogy man in nightmare before Christmas is FREAKY. 0_________0
I don't know where Lichtenstein is. It's in Europe somewhere unless it's in Asia, which it's not. I'm an electrician from Cahson Citi. I 'lectrcute houses. There ain't no hosses in Cahson Citi. They're all up in..... Lake Tahoe New Yowk. JUST SETTLE DOWN. DON'T SHOOT I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS! We were Joe. Bang. I AIN'T GOIN. My cowboy hat is kewl and I turn it to a..... TRIANGLE at the end...... LIKE A CUTE WIDDLE TRIANGLE TURNED UP NOSE! Garden hoses are random. Really random. Like the most random thing in the world probably. Alex sings coolness. Not the Alex on the list, the other one. The one on the list don't sing. :-) His brother does, his youngest brother. But not like Alex does. ;-) Alex's brothers don't sing, though. Only when forced to, which is um yesh. GRIIIIIIM REALITY BROTHERS, GRRRRRRRIM REALITY!!!!!!!! You sang good! No I didn't!
I run into misfortunes with naming my characters in stories. Um, but I can't tell y'all why cos it has to stay *quiet* cos they (not the characters, real peoples) don't want the whole world to KNOW WAHAHAHA. My name is Ricky Telephone. You should meet my daughter, Elijah Berryhound. ELIJAH!!!!!!!!! I love warm, soft Bettys. They are warm and soft. Well they are! Vita. meata. vegamin. That's Vita. meata. vegamin. ;-D Um, it's scary to be in trouble with someone who you think you're in trouble with, but then you're not, and it's okay, but still scary cos it was SCAAARY!!!!!!!!! I am not Mr. Pancks. Or Mr. Casby. Ho hohohhohoho. I cut thy beard. |
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• Dec. 19, 2009 - Some pictures [if I can get this to work...]
Posted By Syd
Here are some loverly peekchurs of our day, the snow, and the gingerbread [actually gram cracker] houses!
 This is my gingerbread [gram cracker] house...er outhouse! It was Dad's idea actually. But I had so much fun making it. No one ever told me I was lacking in originality! [the toilet paper roll is a white jelly bean and the seat is gram crackers and a butterscotch hard candy. The bushes outside are green icing-covered really really really fake fruit thinys and the rest I think you can tell.] [and yes, that is my huge hand holding it]... I still can't believe I actually made a gram cracker outhouse...... I wonder if I was the first.... =D
 This is our little village that we made. Arabella made the cabin[ which in my personal opinion is the best!], Mom made the doghouse [it says "Buck" for all those who don't know. That is our dog.] and I made the outhouse. The cabin is made out of gram crackers for the base and fence and roof. The door is icing and twizlers, the 'wood' is tootsie rolls [as is the snow shovel or the 'snovel' as I was made fun of for saying] and the chimney, path and roof are chocolate. The dog house is just gram crackers and icing. Mom later made a woddshed but we haven't gotten pictures of that yet...
 This is my dog Buck trying to run through a saint bernard-sized snow with beagle-sized legs =) It was hilarious to watch.
This is the front of our house and that's mom's car. Yes, it really is over half way up mom's tires =) Also notice it on the seat of the picnic table.
This is my and my beautiful sisters. That was at a resturant and no, the outfits were not coordinated. It was all by accident =) [l-r me, Poe, Arabella]
 This is a really weird formation that occoured on our deck. Cool don't ya think??
And here is the last...
 Dad got out his old jeep truck and pulled us on a sled. That was some of the most awesome fun. We fell off a million times but that was the best of the fun. Buck had a great time too... chasing us! He is a great dog.
Well that's all!!! I'm so glad I finally figured out how to post pictures!!!!
See y'all!
;-)Syd |
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• Dec. 19, 2009 - "What's worth the price is always worth the fight."
Posted By Pip
Someone should write a book of prompts for blogposts. I literally sat here for five minutes without rational musings or logical bits of brilliance leaping to my fingers. *wild laughter* I've read way too many blogs with dull openings; the first sentence should create an impression that represents the post as a whole. But enough of this blah. Due to the disgracefully un-recent date to the last ramble on here, I have decided to once again haunt the cyber public. *shoves on nerdy glasses and gives her Reader a toothpaste commercial smile with sparkles and a blast of classical music*
The past two weeks have been a whirl of activity; the Jack Tale Players have had multiple performances which all require rehearsals and lengthy trips in a very old van. The director has also been running several performances of his Christmas play and I was one of the volunteers he had serving in the 'dinner' section of the dinner theatre. I've never tried my hand at waitressing, so it was a bit WOOOOOoooh at first but I warmed up to dashing back and forth with coffee and iced tea pitchers. Both Camirryn and Dadsy were waiters at one time, so I got some pointers in that regard. December has also brought me a singularly thrilling/terrifying experience: movie audition. *watches the Reader fall over dead* Paramount is remaking 'True Grit', an old John Wayne western, and they were having an open casting call for the state I live in. I prayed about it and my parents and I eventually came to the same conclusion that hey, I might as well. So Dadsy drove me up to the theatre they were holding the audition at and we stood in line for, I kid you not, three hours. Two cups of coffee were consumed in those three hours spent hopping around to ward off the cutting winds, not to mention an actual alley stretching out from our slow-moving meander to the glass double doors and a ton of normal girls who could honestly care less whether they made a professional impression (which they didn't to us, the ever-innocent bystanders). They had me fill out a form, rant at a casting director about who I was and why they should consider me (the rant lasting for a grand total of thirty seconds), and then we struck off on the long, snowy road back home. Drive for three hours, stand in line for three hours, talk for thirty seconds, drive for three hours. It was an eventful day. But I had a blast, despite unexplainable breathlessness and shaky legs as we walked out of the theatre, my eyes still scorched from the casting director's stony glare. *grins* I'm glad I was able to try out; I can technically claim to have auditioned for the lead role in a Hollywood movie.
I was asked by Momsie last week about the topic of a persuasion paper that would address one of the cultural issues I found lacking in justice. Years of observation has shown me an extremely troubling truth, one of those nasty little details that modern culture strives to cover with weak arguments which, shockingly enough, had been embraced by the crushing majority. Call me dramatic but this is one of those things which lurks behind prejudice! I'm speaking of the immediate assumption people make that homeschoolers are stupid. Count yourself fortunate if you've never had this blatantcy tossed in your face. I once heard these obstacle aptly described as a cross to be borne. One doesn't think about preconceived notions against the value of home educating when they think of persecution, but think about it: Johnny is educated outside of the government-financed school systems, he's not accepting the generous educational standards offered by the public school systems, thereby obviously not getting the correct or sufficient education he requires/deserves/shouldhavehad, so Johnny is stupid. Nice logic, huh? Not. I'm not out to flame public school systems, only state my opinion because I believe it should be addressed. If I were to write a persuasion paper, this would probably be the topic because no good argument can thrive without passionate belief in your viewpoint. Personally, I think that unless circumstances are such that the parents cannot educate their own child, communication between family members and the standard of education would be higher if Johnny was taught by his own parents, learning their world views and building his own based on the biblical values so savagely discarded from mainstream education. We lose ourselves to the constant stream of what beneficial citizens should behave like and discover that home educating is generally discouraged. Because of course, Johnny would learn better in a big classroom surrounded by detached peers, taught by an impartial teacher with an 'approved' curriculum (approved by whom, I might add? Is it possible that these teachers and the writers of their textbooks have world views which might conflict with the world view Johnny's parents wish to install within his heart and mind?), drenched in the cultural norm day after day instead of staying home and developing good character and a strong relationship with his family. I've noticed that when a homeschooler makes some sort of mistake, blame automatically falls on his parents for having raised him in such a fashion, or on the fact that he was homeschooled. And then when a public schooled or culturally accepted person messes something up, people are quick to make excuses because he was shoved into the ever-encompassing Flow. I thought the world owes us nothing. Apparently conformity is owed much! Why is it that those who set their gaze on heaven, rather than earth, are the ones to whom nothing is owed? Homeschoolers aren't robots without emotions, that the norm may slap a label bearing 'STOOPID' on and then throw away for useless. This rant shall now be ended. On a fringe note for this segment, I'd love to hear your opinion on this. The Hideaway has been very silent lately; what are your thoughts? Is there such a thing as an ideal mind, a cerebral level that a 'beneficial citizen' might chase after? If so, is it reached by public school systems, personal soul-searching, homeschooling or something else? Feel free to bash anything I've said. Opposition builds determination, does it not?
Our plans to go Christmas shopping were dramatically altered when it began snowing early this afternoon...and never stopped. The flakes are coming down in lashing sheets! In the almost-four years we've lived in this house, we've never had so much fluffy, milky, beautiful snow! The Girls and I were thrilled, running from one window to another and squeaking with delight at how much the drifts had grown since our last window-check. Falling snow is insanely inspiring. Which is a good thing, because my writing has recently dragged me through a laundry wringer, then chained me to a persnickety computer and shoved a leaky pen into my weary fingers. Exaggeration? I think not. I get into these weird moods where I doubt I'm even qualified to call myself a writer, and begin begging God to either blast me away with mad inspiration or distract me so I will quit worrying. I seriously can't imagine NOT writing, seeing as how when I don't write much of anything for a single day (*gasp*), I get all scared that maybe the words will one day just dry up and my fingers will curl idly around the handle of my cup brimming with tepid tea. Lately my writing has really suffered, whether from lack of time/inspiration, or from sheer exhaustion in trying to glean words from a scene where nothing.is.happening. This book is...a tad slow. So I threw in a rather violent curve of plot, which seemed to help. I am back on track and happily banging away the hours, loosely following my outline (*frowns at the wild laughter from her Reader and ahems*) towards a twelve-year-skip-ahead. My satisfaction is fragile when it comes to this particular book; it's given me way too much trouble sofar for me to say I'm now on safe ground.
This wraps up my month-spanning summary. I could bore you with piddling details, such as the fact that I now own an actual black cloak (*pleased smirk*) that I'm soon going to freak Wal-Mart employees out with, or the fact that I've already done a year's schoolwork, or the pros and cons of being iced in for a couple days so that we find it necessary to walk down our very long driveway to the mailbox (pro being the beautiful scenery and a nice sister-sister talk with Katsy, con being there was no mail on account of the crazy amount of snow we got this afternoon)...but what is imagination for? I hope your own life is going as colorfully.
Merry CHRISTmas! |
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• Dec. 19, 2009 - ATTENTION ALL SLAYERS FANS!!!!!
Posted By Alena Silver
• Dec. 18, 2009 - Cookies!
Hello readers. Tonight we made sugar cookies. I believe I already mentioned that I really don't cook. Well, so to my inexperience, the dough was sticking to my fingers because I did not have enough flour. Then my sister and I made wreath cookies. Her's looked all nice and green with a little red ribbon. Mine looked just like a green cookie donut.
The good LORD wiling, tommorrow is Christmas shopping. Crazy thing too, waiting until the good LORD willing, saturday before Christmas to get gifts. I hope the store is not crowded...
Today was the last day of school, save an English test and some other tests I did not do. I spent the later part of the afternoon watching Christmas shows on dvd.
I really have nothing else to post. I am not really in the posting mood. I pray you have a great week in the LORD, and GOD bless,
TheReadingMaid
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• Dec. 18, 2009 - EXCITEMENT!
Posted By Syd
Hey! I have some really exciting [and a little bit sad] news!!!
So I woke up yesterday morning and mom talk me they were expecting 1-3 inches of snow. I was excitied because Lynnie and her sisters were supposed to come over and carol and its really fun to carol in the snow! Anyway... This morning when I got up I was told that we are now expecting 3 inches today, A FOOT overnight and 3 more inches tomorrow!!!!!! The only bad thing is that, since its snowing so much, Lynnie and her family can't come over... =( But the snow is great and I think I'm going to go out in it soon! Dad says we have about 3 inches now so we may get more!!!! WAHOO!!!
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• Dec. 18, 2009 - Featured Blogger ~ TOSAffiliatesCorner
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