Goof-Ball

I took Molly for a walk in the field by our house the other day. I even remembered to bring my video camera, so I could capture those "priceless" moments of her being an absolute goof-ball. And did she disappoint me by being a prim and proper lady? Are you kidding me this is Molly we are talking about. Lady may be her title but it should Joker. And to prove my point here is a video of my little pup.

If you listen hard enough you can hear Molly snorting into the snow. So do you think she's weird or is it just me?

Aftermath

I normally don't write poetry. Instead, I prefer story telling because I can never find a rhythm of poetry I'm good at.

But for history today I had to write a poem on the Johnstown Flood. My history book gave me an example of a poem composed of five couplets written at the time of the Johnstown Flood by Isaac Reed. My assignment was to write a poem in the same style. Here is the result.

AFTERMATH

Walking through that hospital room,

Feeling as if I had just meet my doom,

My daughter lost, my husband gone.

Why should I even carry on?

Then above the wails and tears,

A small sob reached my ears.

I looked across and saw a bed,

The woman in it plainly dead,

A small boy sitting by her side,

Crying as if he too had died.

I then realized I wasn't the only one,

For this young boy must be her son,

We could do nothing for our lost loved ones dear,

But in their memory shed a tear.

I look around me just once more,

Seeing shed tears hit the floor,

Knowing this loss of life and excess of blood,

Would go down in history as the Johnstown Flood.

My First Video Upload

I know it's way after Christmas but I just had to put this video on.

Ops, I Forgot A Title

Sissy just treated the family to a movie afternoon. We went and saw Tangled, it was hilarious!
When we walked into the theater it was all little kids and their mothers. We were the only family with kids older 6, it was so funny!

Thanksgiving Thankfuls

Thanksgiving was last Thursday. So here are 15 things I am thankful for:

#1 Jesus dying on the cross for my sins.

#2 My family.

#3 My friends.

#4 Molly my dog.

#5 My family's and my own health.

#6 A roof over my head.

#7 The food on my table.

#8 My dad having a job. I know there are a lot of people out there who are willing to work, but can't get a job.





And the little odd things.


#9 My imagination. It may seem like a odd thing to be thankful for, but with out it I wouldn't be able to read, write, or be my own person.
#10 Help cleaning up the kitchen after a big meal.

#11 My laptop. It's a big help with school work and writing papers. O, and when I am constantly Googling things.

#12 My own room. It's nice to have a place were I can just be me. Like my own little fortress where I can hide when I am upset, or crying my eyes out, when I get to "that really sad and depressing part" in a book, without feeling like a dork, or as my stage when I am dancing around to my favorite music.

#13 A microwave, it makes lunch time so easy.

#14 A starry night sky, and finding the few consolations that I know.

#15 Just being a kid, and living in a world of my own where life doesn't seem that bad.

BEHIND THE SCENES

About two months ago I made a green baby-doll top by myself. (Well sort of. . . I had some help from my mom when I was cutting it out and a little bit on the how to put casing (I think that is what it is called) on the the sleeves for the elastic.

We got so far and it seemed to be taking forever. Now I must tell you, I am not a very patient person when it comes to making things for myself. If mom is making me something, then I have no problem waiting, though she can sew a lot faster (and better) then I can.

So one Saturday when I was cleaning my room, I stumbled upon my long lost sewing box. I remembered Mom going on about how fashion designers (that is what I would like to do when I'm older) have to know the construction of a garment, before they can design anything.

So needless to say, I got it in my head that I was going to finish that shirt without any ones help. So I got my sister's sewing machine, opened up my sewing box, laid out the material, and finally brought out the pattern envelope. I reached into that innocent looking envelope and pulled out my worst nightmare.

I salute anyone who can read (and understand) store pattern instructions. I swear that people would be more willing to sew if only they could understand the directions.

I will admit I was tempted, quite a few times, to just give up on trying to sew the shirt by myself, and go ask mom for some inside knowledge on what half of it meant. But along with being inpatient I am also stubborn, and I was not about to be defeated by a piece of paper, no matter how confusing that piece of paper was.

So after sewing the sleeves on wrong a total of three times, putting the hem on the outside of the shirt, and shortening the elastic in the sleeves and collar twice, along with other little things like Hmm...measuring around the shirt so I could put the band around the bottom of the bust because even though the picture showed the band, the people who put together the pattern decided not to put that "little bit" in the directions that told you how and where to put it, I got it finish and here is the end result.





Even though the directions were hard to read and it took all day to do, the look and praise from Mom, made it all worth while.

LOOOONG TIME NO SEE!

Hey there. It's me you know the girl that hasn't posted in over a year. I am going to turn over a new leaf though. I will post more often, I will. I will post twice a year now;)
So, what have I done in the last year? Um... I got my first dog. Her name is Molly and if you click here you can get to her blog.


I volunteer at the library now. the summer reading program is my favorite time of year.



I turned 14, but I will soon turn 15. (Man, time flies by fast!)




O, and of course








I hung out








with friends