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Let's hear a "woot woot"!!!
*loud sigh* Okay so I guess I will just talk to myself then.
Sara came this previous weekend. *shouts* Wooohooo! I was extremely happy. It was great! There was a 4-H dance on Friday which Joshua took Sara too. I officially met Joshua then- awesome guy. I danced a LOT more than I have ever danced at any other dance, it was pretty great... I danced with Camille, Sara, Joshua (we two-stepped and did the Hoppy Dance), so that was pretty great. And then all the little kids always ask me to dance. Well, I say little they are like 10, 11. Shelby asked me, as always. Justin... I guess that's all the younger guys. I danced with Lacey, aaaaand.... Ermmm... Nathan! He is a guy from Youth group, he's pretty cool, and he was taller than me. Yay! I think that's it, but I can't really remember... *thinks super hard* Yeah I THINK that's it... I'm pretty sure there is somebody else but I'm not gonna bother racking my brain for the name or face, because it's not like you care anyways. So yeah about 8 people... It was pretty great. =D
So then we took Sara home with us, got home about midnight. Yipes. Sara and I stayed up till 3.
I guess that would make it... YIPES!! Yeah.
We watched about 30 minutes of "Behind Enemy Lines". Why such a sad, war movie? Because it stars Owen Wilson. Duhhh! Yeah Sara and I are fans of the guy... Yay Owen Wilson! I still love Shanghai Noon. We were eating Pirouette Sticks and chocolate frosting from a can too... hehehe. A delicious bed time snack, don't you think so?
Then we slept till about 7:45. I can't remember all that we did that morning. But that afternoon we went over to Lora's, the neighbor, because Sara's brother is dayworking there and was supposed to take Sara home. But as it turns out he decided to stay another day, and we took hre back the following afternoon.
Like I said, I can't really remember what we did what day. But we...
*Drew on the cement slab with colorful sidewalk chalk. Also drew on each others faces. Erm... yeah. We have pictures to prove it. Sara has them tho, because Daddy took my camera, so I was camera-less. Check out her blog for the proof.
*Messed around with a couple of the weanlings. I wish we could of done more. I guess we could have. But... I was too lazy and brain dead at the time. Next time, Sara, I promise we will work extensively with every one of them! But right now it's not alot of fun to mess with them because they are all... good now. No problems. Or not much.
*Chased Russian spies and mutant bunnies on the 4-wheeler. It started out as an innocent ATV ride... We ended up making a huge circle, I mean, like 5 miles, I guess not that huge. But yeah... And I ended up losing my voice that evening and the following day because we were screaming so loud. "RUSSIAN SCUM! BANG! BOOM! I GOT 'IM! ARRR THERE'S ANOTHER ONE! GIT 'IM SARA! BANG BOOM BANG! GRAAAA IT'S A MUTANT BUNNY! RUUUUNNN!" Then we saw my Daddy... who was outside his truck... I guess fixing fence or something, and he surely heard us... Poor Daddy. He was giving us the evil eye. We believe he was the Russian spie coordinator.
*We also did the Macarena on the 4-wheeler. Sara did it, not me, cause I was driving. Okay so I kind of did it... Then drove off the road and nearly unseated Sara... So my Macarena moment was over.
*We played pirates! Arrrr.... It was so ridiculous, I won't even go into full detail, and the pictures shall never be revealed. NEVER. To NOBODY. Because they are creepy and scary. Let's just say it involved bandanas and mascara... looots of mascara.
*We rode double on Wyatt. First time he has ever been ridden double! I didn't really expect him to do anything but he can be such a terrible dork sometimes that I was a little cautious. We were bareback, of course, and if he spooked or something, we were both coming off, and I just wasn't exactly anticipating that. But he was good! He was being extremely insensitive, extremely slow, lazy and obnoxious. So we didn't go far. Because it would be no fun riding for a long time at a walk, and if we tried to trot, Sara would have to bounce a little bit, and yeah, I just didn't really want to try it out right then... We should have though. Next time, we will do that.
I guess that was about it. It was a pretty fun weekend!
Monday we started school. *sobs* I hate school. If I talk about, it shall send me into eternal depression, so I won't. But Monday night was really good! Because we went to Youth. It was awesomeness! Well... part of it wasn't. *glares at a certain somebody* But we got that figured out later, so it's all good. After, everybody left except Justin, who went in his office, Nelson (who came with Adam and his dad), Adam, Tyler, me, mom, and then Adam's dad, John. Mom and John stood outside the sanctuary, and Nelson, Adam, and Tyler went into the sanctuary.
Nelson has an electric guitar, so he brought that and his amplifier. And Adam has his too babies, aka 2 electric guitars and of course an amp. (What good is an electric guitar without an amp? It's like... vanilla ice cream with no chocolate syrup! It just... stinks.) And so all 3 of the guys were back there jamming... I was getting bored and thought I should go ruin their fun. Nah, just kidding, I totally made it soooo much more fun! Or maybe not... I should let the guys have their... guy time. Tyler wasn't too happy with me. But I was bored! So anyway, yeah... It was hilarious, I love Nelson and Adam, they are fun to be around. Nelson and I were giving poor Adam heck. We still love you Adam!
Yesterday... was town day. Blech. Lots of errands. Piano lesson, which was pretty good. More errands. Tyler had a doctors appointment. 2 hours of me and iPod alone time. That made me really appreciate my iPod.
I wuff you Mr. iPod!
Or Mrs..... no that would make it married. iPods can't get married. Or atleast not mine. Cause it's a... Catholic iPod. It's... like... a nun! Yeah so it can't get married. So maybe it's Sister iPod.
Wow. I need sleep. Or chocolate. One or the other.
Anyway. Today I woke up really late. I have been having sleep issues. Stupid alarm clock won't go off it was terrible... And then... I just... and STOP! I DON'T want to talk about it! Stop PUSHING!
See what a weekend with Sara does to me?
It's bad. It's an ugly sight.
Anyway yeah, today started off just okay. I did my devotional and prayer and my chapter in Jeremiah and everything was awesome. Until I walked out of my bedroom and I saw...
Guess who. Just guess. Who was staring at me... RIGHT. IN. MY. FACE. Huh?
Reality. School, dishes, dirty cat box, a menacing school teacher nagging at me to finish my Vietnam history book (Mommy you really are good about it, you're the nicest teacher, but today, it felt like nagging), Tyler just trying to make me angry (what kind of sicko gets joy from other people's anger and frustration and depression? my brother).
So I have been cranky all day. After lunch, I got on here for a little while, but was in no mood to blog. Then I went and made cookies. They are called Thumbprint Smuckers Cookies and are a LOT of work. First time I ever made them... You make the dough, which is pretty easy. Then you roll them into ittly-bitty balls in your hand, dip them in beaten egg whites, then roll that in a pan of finely chopped pecans, and onto the cookie sheet, where you use your thumb (or a teaspoon) to make a little dent in the middle. Into the hot oven for 10 minutes... You can hear them screaming, in their little high voices. "Nooo! Not the hot oven! Nooo please, I'm begging you, noooooo!"
Bwaha. In you go....
After 10 minutes, you take them out, put a scant spoonful of jam (I used Strawberry, Red Plum, & Grape, but you can use any flavor you want) in the center dent thing, into the oven for 7 more minutes, THEN they are done. So yeah... But they are pretty dang good, I see myself making them again in the future.
Then Momma woke up from a long nap, and said she would finish cleaning the kitchen for me. *hugs Mommy* And she said it was a glorious day outside, I mentioned the horses were up... Next thing I knew, I was out bareback in the pasture, loping away from reality, terrible terrible reality...
2 hours later, I returned. And here it still awaits me, lingering over my shoulder like a... A... dark dreary cloud.
Okay. It's Wednesday night. It's 7:03. The cage fights are on. Gotta go... CAN. NOT. MISS. CAGE. FIGHTS.... *gasps*