Hi everyone,

I know it's been a looong time since I've written anything. I thought I'd tell you how I died last night since I'm stuck at the library with my lil' bro and sis as we are waiting for Mother Dear to hurry back from her grocery shopping.

Lately, my family has been going to get wood for the winter so we don't have to do it all at the last minute.

Anyways, on the way up the mountain to where we were going to cut the trees down, Dad decided to let my little sister drive! She begged him enough with those big brown puppy dog eyes. (My sister's blog is godslilcountrygirl) Dad let her and . . . on the way up the hill Emily forget a brake was existant. . . meaning she jammed the gas around a sharp corner and about killed us all. I was yelling, "Whoa! Whoa!" as if I wer riding my horse and Dad was snapping "Brake! Brake!" Thus, I died last night.

Yup. That's an adventure from the life of aMandalin. Is that frightening, or what?