Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Dresses!
Here's us in our dresses! We both made the right choice, I think...her's doesn't fit me very well, and mine doesn't fit her very well. So everything's good! We had a ton of fun!!
Friday, September 19, 2008
Fairy Tale I Wrote For Writing Class
Fable or Fairy Tale
Once upon a time there lived two sisters named Mary and Anna. They lived with their mother and father in a cottage by a little, winding, dirt road. They were not poor, but they were not rich either.
They grew their own food during the spring and summer and they preserved what was left for the freezing, cold winters.
The eldest daughter, Mary had long, beautiful, blonde, curly hair and sparkling, sapphire eyes. Tonight was the night of her seventeenth birthday and after dinner her mother and father took her aside and talked to her about marriage.
“Now that you are seventeen young men will want to court you and ask for your hand in marriage.” Her mother had told her.
“ Be sure you think carefully before you give it to them. Don’t be too hasty. We want you to find someone with a kind heart that will be able to make you happy for the rest of your life.” Her father said.
“Don’t worry.” She assured them. “I will be sure to find someone that will make me happy.”
One day a handsome young man on a pure white horse galloped down the road toward the cottage. When he spotted the cottage he stopped so he could water his horse.
When he rode up the girl’s father was outside chopping wood for the fire.
“ Good e’en to you, sir.” He said cheerfully. “Could you spare some water for a tired horse and rider?”
“ Sure. Help yourself.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Father, dinners ready.” Mar said coming out of the cottage. She stopped abruptly when she noticed the young man standing at the well watering his horse.
Their eyes met and he approached her and said, “ I am very fortunate that I should stop here to water my horse.” Taking her hand he kissed it. She blushed deeply.
“I’ll be there as soon as I’m finished chopin’ this wood.” Her father said.
Noticing the way they looked at each other he asked, “Yong man, what be your name?”
“I’m sorry forgive me for being so rude as to not introduce myself. My name is Harold Stoner.”
“ Is your father by chance, Sir Harold Stoner of Braintree? Their father asked.
“Yes. You know him?”
“ There are not many who don’t. He is very fondly spoken of in the village.”
After they were all introduced their father asked Harold if he would stay for dinner. Of course he readily accepted it. He wanted to become more acquainted with Mary.
Four weeks went by and Harold came by at least three times a week to call upon the eldest daughter. Each time he brought her wonderful gifts flowers a silk dress and even a gold necklace. When they were together he always complimented her and told her how much he loved her and she too told him.
One day he arrived wearing his best clothes and went to her father.
“ Sir, I want to ask your daughter to marry me.”
“Yes I’m sure you do. She is very pretty, but are you sure you love her?”
“Yes sir, I would do anything for her.”
Her father thought for a while and said, “ I will give you permission to ask my daughter, but only if you know you will love and cherish her all the days of your life.”
“Oh, Thank you, sir!”
“ But I want a word alone with her first.”
He called her to him and he took her hand in his and asked, “ Mary, do you love Harold?
“Yes, father, with all my heart.”
“Do you want to spend the rest of your life with him?”
“Yes.” She said.
“I want to ask you one more question before I let you alone with Harold.”
“What’s that?”
“Why do you love him?
She thought about this a moment and finally answered, “He’s handsome, young, rich and he is very nice towards me.”
“If that is all than I don’t think you should marry him. He will not always be young and handsome. Everyone weather they want to or not grows old. What if he lost all his money? Would you still love him?”
She became very angry and said she would do what she thought would make her happy and in the end she married Harold Stoner.
She had the wedding she had always dreamed of and they went to live in a big stone house with lots of nice furniture and paintings from all over the world. They were happy for a time, but then they began to notice they didn’t have hardly anything in common and they bickered and quarreled. One day while they were staying in town a great storm destroyed everything they had.
Mary realized the wisdom in what her father had told her. She wished she had listened to him.
A year later Anna had her seventeenth birthday. Again their mother and father talked to her about marriage.
One day in the mist of a storm there came a knock upon their door.
When they answered it there stood in the doorway a young man in tattered clothes and he was drenched from head to foot. He was not the handsomest man in the world, but he was not ugly.
“ I am very sorry to intrude, but would you mind giving me shelter until the storm passes?”
“But of course.” Said their father.
Anna brought him a bowl of hot soup and a warm blanket.
“Thank you for your kindness. I’m sorry I don’t have any money to give you, but the least I can do for you is to tell you my name. My name is Adam and I have been traveling for a long time.”
“Where do you come from, Adam?” their father asked.
“Bridgeport, sir”
“You are a very long way from home.”
“Yes, sir. I’ve been traveling for four months now. I stop at every town and stay for about a week before moving on again.”
They all sat around the hearth and exchanged stories, laughed and had a great time.
When the storm passed he rose and gathered his very few belongings, thanked them for their generosity and rode off on his brown mare.
A few days went by and their mother noticed they were very low on corn meal.
I am going into town for some corn meal. Do you want to come with me, Anna?”
Anna said that she would and together they started off on the road to town.
But along the way her mother stepped into a pothole in the road and twisted her ankle.
“Wait here mother. I will go into town and find someone to help us.”
She raced into town and looked for someone that would assist them, but no one would. She started to cry.
Then a young man in tattered clothing came up to her.
“ What’s wrong?”
It was Adam.
“Adam, I am so happy to see you. My mother has hurt her ankle on the road and no one will help me get her home.”
“ Don’t worry. I will help.”
She led him to her mother waiting on the side of the road leaning against a tree.
He picked her up in his strong arms and carried her back to their cottage.
“Thank you so much, Adam.”
“Anytime. It’s the least I could do after you fed me and sheltered me from that storm.”
He left but he came back the next day with some flowers and a sack of corn meal for her mother.
He came back almost everyday for a two months. He said it was to make sure their mother was all right, but it only took her a couple of weeks to be able to walk around again.
Anna had grown very fond of him and he of her. And one day he was helping her father fix one of the fences around the cottage when he said, “ I have been praying and thinking very hard about this,” he paused and took a deep breath, “ I want your permission to ask Anna to marry me?”
Her father smiled and patted Adam on the back.
“I don’t think I could find a better son in law, but I am worried at how you will provide for her. You have no job.”
“If you give me permission to ask her to marry me I promise she will be as wealth as a princess.”
“You can not promise me that when you have no money.”
“ I am one of the richest men in the country. For I am Prince Adam.”
Their father was taken aback.
“If what you say is true than you have my permission and my blessing. Good luck, son.”
They were married in the castle and remain today one of the happiest couples that ever lived.
The end.
Once upon a time there lived two sisters named Mary and Anna. They lived with their mother and father in a cottage by a little, winding, dirt road. They were not poor, but they were not rich either.
They grew their own food during the spring and summer and they preserved what was left for the freezing, cold winters.
The eldest daughter, Mary had long, beautiful, blonde, curly hair and sparkling, sapphire eyes. Tonight was the night of her seventeenth birthday and after dinner her mother and father took her aside and talked to her about marriage.
“Now that you are seventeen young men will want to court you and ask for your hand in marriage.” Her mother had told her.
“ Be sure you think carefully before you give it to them. Don’t be too hasty. We want you to find someone with a kind heart that will be able to make you happy for the rest of your life.” Her father said.
“Don’t worry.” She assured them. “I will be sure to find someone that will make me happy.”
One day a handsome young man on a pure white horse galloped down the road toward the cottage. When he spotted the cottage he stopped so he could water his horse.
When he rode up the girl’s father was outside chopping wood for the fire.
“ Good e’en to you, sir.” He said cheerfully. “Could you spare some water for a tired horse and rider?”
“ Sure. Help yourself.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Father, dinners ready.” Mar said coming out of the cottage. She stopped abruptly when she noticed the young man standing at the well watering his horse.
Their eyes met and he approached her and said, “ I am very fortunate that I should stop here to water my horse.” Taking her hand he kissed it. She blushed deeply.
“I’ll be there as soon as I’m finished chopin’ this wood.” Her father said.
Noticing the way they looked at each other he asked, “Yong man, what be your name?”
“I’m sorry forgive me for being so rude as to not introduce myself. My name is Harold Stoner.”
“ Is your father by chance, Sir Harold Stoner of Braintree? Their father asked.
“Yes. You know him?”
“ There are not many who don’t. He is very fondly spoken of in the village.”
After they were all introduced their father asked Harold if he would stay for dinner. Of course he readily accepted it. He wanted to become more acquainted with Mary.
Four weeks went by and Harold came by at least three times a week to call upon the eldest daughter. Each time he brought her wonderful gifts flowers a silk dress and even a gold necklace. When they were together he always complimented her and told her how much he loved her and she too told him.
One day he arrived wearing his best clothes and went to her father.
“ Sir, I want to ask your daughter to marry me.”
“Yes I’m sure you do. She is very pretty, but are you sure you love her?”
“Yes sir, I would do anything for her.”
Her father thought for a while and said, “ I will give you permission to ask my daughter, but only if you know you will love and cherish her all the days of your life.”
“Oh, Thank you, sir!”
“ But I want a word alone with her first.”
He called her to him and he took her hand in his and asked, “ Mary, do you love Harold?
“Yes, father, with all my heart.”
“Do you want to spend the rest of your life with him?”
“Yes.” She said.
“I want to ask you one more question before I let you alone with Harold.”
“What’s that?”
“Why do you love him?
She thought about this a moment and finally answered, “He’s handsome, young, rich and he is very nice towards me.”
“If that is all than I don’t think you should marry him. He will not always be young and handsome. Everyone weather they want to or not grows old. What if he lost all his money? Would you still love him?”
She became very angry and said she would do what she thought would make her happy and in the end she married Harold Stoner.
She had the wedding she had always dreamed of and they went to live in a big stone house with lots of nice furniture and paintings from all over the world. They were happy for a time, but then they began to notice they didn’t have hardly anything in common and they bickered and quarreled. One day while they were staying in town a great storm destroyed everything they had.
Mary realized the wisdom in what her father had told her. She wished she had listened to him.
A year later Anna had her seventeenth birthday. Again their mother and father talked to her about marriage.
One day in the mist of a storm there came a knock upon their door.
When they answered it there stood in the doorway a young man in tattered clothes and he was drenched from head to foot. He was not the handsomest man in the world, but he was not ugly.
“ I am very sorry to intrude, but would you mind giving me shelter until the storm passes?”
“But of course.” Said their father.
Anna brought him a bowl of hot soup and a warm blanket.
“Thank you for your kindness. I’m sorry I don’t have any money to give you, but the least I can do for you is to tell you my name. My name is Adam and I have been traveling for a long time.”
“Where do you come from, Adam?” their father asked.
“Bridgeport, sir”
“You are a very long way from home.”
“Yes, sir. I’ve been traveling for four months now. I stop at every town and stay for about a week before moving on again.”
They all sat around the hearth and exchanged stories, laughed and had a great time.
When the storm passed he rose and gathered his very few belongings, thanked them for their generosity and rode off on his brown mare.
A few days went by and their mother noticed they were very low on corn meal.
I am going into town for some corn meal. Do you want to come with me, Anna?”
Anna said that she would and together they started off on the road to town.
But along the way her mother stepped into a pothole in the road and twisted her ankle.
“Wait here mother. I will go into town and find someone to help us.”
She raced into town and looked for someone that would assist them, but no one would. She started to cry.
Then a young man in tattered clothing came up to her.
“ What’s wrong?”
It was Adam.
“Adam, I am so happy to see you. My mother has hurt her ankle on the road and no one will help me get her home.”
“ Don’t worry. I will help.”
She led him to her mother waiting on the side of the road leaning against a tree.
He picked her up in his strong arms and carried her back to their cottage.
“Thank you so much, Adam.”
“Anytime. It’s the least I could do after you fed me and sheltered me from that storm.”
He left but he came back the next day with some flowers and a sack of corn meal for her mother.
He came back almost everyday for a two months. He said it was to make sure their mother was all right, but it only took her a couple of weeks to be able to walk around again.
Anna had grown very fond of him and he of her. And one day he was helping her father fix one of the fences around the cottage when he said, “ I have been praying and thinking very hard about this,” he paused and took a deep breath, “ I want your permission to ask Anna to marry me?”
Her father smiled and patted Adam on the back.
“I don’t think I could find a better son in law, but I am worried at how you will provide for her. You have no job.”
“If you give me permission to ask her to marry me I promise she will be as wealth as a princess.”
“You can not promise me that when you have no money.”
“ I am one of the richest men in the country. For I am Prince Adam.”
Their father was taken aback.
“If what you say is true than you have my permission and my blessing. Good luck, son.”
They were married in the castle and remain today one of the happiest couples that ever lived.
The end.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Pictures from when I was at Caylee's......
Captions below pics.
A nice one....
Total weirdos....
"That's rude, Sadie!"
Caylee isn't taking Karate for nothing!!!
Another nice one....
Caylee is overly excited; Sadie is overly bored.
Nice one of me....
Nice one of her....
This jasmine tea is reeeeaaaaalllllyyyyy goooodddddd.........uuuummmmmmm......
A nice one....
Total weirdos....
"That's rude, Sadie!"
Caylee isn't taking Karate for nothing!!!
Another nice one....
Caylee is overly excited; Sadie is overly bored.
Nice one of me....
Nice one of her....
This jasmine tea is reeeeaaaaalllllyyyyy goooodddddd.........uuuummmmmmm......
Sunday, April 6, 2008
RANDOM POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! By Sadie and Caylee
OK......I think only Erica will really 'get' this post, but it's something too funny not to share.
We went to see the play of the Giver, as I think I have already mentioned. For those who aren't familiar with the story, it is set in a distopic society where everything is ordered; everyone's spouse, job, and every other aspect of life is chosen for them. When someone doesn't fit into and serve the community for one reason or another (even a perfectly natural reason, like getting old) they are "Released". This is gradually revealed to be a process where by the people are....uh.......to make a long story short, killed. Now you know enough to go on with.
Anyway, when the play was over the lady that works there came out and told everyone that she would RELEASE us one row at a time to ensure orderly withdrawal from the theater!!!!! Caylee's mom (A.K.A, MY mom :) then gave us this really surprised look and exclaimed quietly: "She's going to release us!" What makes this even more hilarious is the lady didn't even mean to say it and we seemed to be the only ones who noticed. Maybe it was because we seemed to be the only ones in the theater who had read the book. ;D
~Sadie and Caylee
We went to see the play of the Giver, as I think I have already mentioned. For those who aren't familiar with the story, it is set in a distopic society where everything is ordered; everyone's spouse, job, and every other aspect of life is chosen for them. When someone doesn't fit into and serve the community for one reason or another (even a perfectly natural reason, like getting old) they are "Released". This is gradually revealed to be a process where by the people are....uh.......to make a long story short, killed. Now you know enough to go on with.
Anyway, when the play was over the lady that works there came out and told everyone that she would RELEASE us one row at a time to ensure orderly withdrawal from the theater!!!!! Caylee's mom (A.K.A, MY mom :) then gave us this really surprised look and exclaimed quietly: "She's going to release us!" What makes this even more hilarious is the lady didn't even mean to say it and we seemed to be the only ones who noticed. Maybe it was because we seemed to be the only ones in the theater who had read the book. ;D
~Sadie and Caylee
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Caylee and Sadie desktop background!!!!
Hey, everyone!! I've been experimenting with desktop backgrounds, and today I did one of me and Caylee for us to use on our computers. Hope you like it, Caylee; and if you do, poor Frodo will have to go. ;) ;) But you don't like that one much anyway, do you? At least, the pictures at the side that never change at the right time. Oh, and I can't wait to start working on the Sisters of the Armour one!!!
Here it is!
Here it is!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Gluten-Free Peanut Butter Cookies
This is a recipe for gluten-free peanut butter cookies that Sadie keeps asking for and then leaves it at my house. It's very easy.
1 egg
1 cup sugar
1 tbs baking soda
1 cup peanut butter
preheat the oven to 350 and bake for 10 min.
I usually take out about 3tbs spoons of sugar.
Enjoy!!
1 egg
1 cup sugar
1 tbs baking soda
1 cup peanut butter
preheat the oven to 350 and bake for 10 min.
I usually take out about 3tbs spoons of sugar.
Enjoy!!
Model Mix-ups!!
This is what we did at Caylee's house today!! Sure, it's silly and goofy, but we did have tons of fun. ;) She has this book of hairstyles and all but about two pages are really wierd looking, so we decided to cut up their features and mix and match them. First we would choose on lady as a base, and then we would find another one who's head was at about the same angle and roughly the same size, take half of her face and put it on the original picture. Then we would add random things like eyes and mouths. They look really creepy, and I must say that I would NOT want to meet one in real life. How 'bout you, Caylee?? ;)
Captions above pictures. And sorry they're so huge - I shrunk them to the smallest the would go, and they're STILL like that. Wierd.
Hers
Mine
Captions above pictures. And sorry they're so huge - I shrunk them to the smallest the would go, and they're STILL like that. Wierd.
Hers
Mine
Friday, February 22, 2008
The Giver
This is my most recent read, as I am going to see the play in March. I don't seem to have much creative anything at the moment, so I'll write about this book. :-) (Caylee, there's not many spoilers ahead, but if you want to be surpised when you read the book, you might not want to read this post. ;)The Giver is ultimately a distopia, but unlike other books of the same genre, the Community where the book is set seem a pleasant enough place to live - at first.
Every person is matched up to the job or spouse that seems to suit them best, and so everyone is happy - or at least, content. Anyone who does not fit in is "Released", which is generally accepted as process whereby the person is transferred to another Community which will suit him better. Everyone is polite to one another, and during the whole first half of the book there are none of those
elements of horror that commonly pervade books of this type. The book
follows the life of a boy named Jonas through his twelfth year, and his gradual realization that his Community is terribly lacking in the real emotion, pain, and pleasure of real life.
The book begins with Jonas being apprehensive about the Ceremony of Twelve, where all of the twelve year olds are given the Assignment that they will follow for the rest of their lives. A child is given four years (from eight to twelve) to figure out what kind of job would suit him best, and it is them assigned to him by the leaders of the Community, known as Elders. Jonas watches all of his friends receive perfectly ordinary Assignments, but he himself, to his bewilderment, is skipped. After all of the Assignments are taken care of, the Elders inform the whole Community that Jonas has been selected to be the Receiver of Memory - that is, Memories from before the whole "perfect" Community life was imposed. Jonas receives his training from the old Receiver, now known as the Giver. While this is going on, the reader realizes how different the life in the Community actually is.
He [the Giver] rested for a moment, breathing deeply. "I'm so weighted with them [the Memories]" he said.
Jonas felt a terrible concern for the man, suddenly.
"It's as if...." The man paused, seeming to search his mind for the right words of description. "It's like going downhill through deep snow on a sled," he said finally. "At first it's exhilarating; the speed; the sharp, clear air; but then the snow accumulates, builds up on the runners, and you go slow, and you push hard to keep going, and--"
He shook his head suddenly, and peered at Jonas. "That meant nothing to you, did it?" he asked.
Jonas was confused. "I didn't understand it, sir."
"Of course you didn't. You don't know what snow is, do you?"
Jonas shook his head.
"Or a sled? Runners?"
"No, sir." Jonas said.
"Downhill? The term means nothing to you?"
"Nothing, sir."
And so Jonas receives his first memory: a ride downhill on a sled. This opens a whole new world for him; and the one of the most shocking things for both Jonas and the reader is the realization that through the entire book so far, the characters have never seen color. The Giver explains how Sameness was the goal of the people who started the Community, and how they genetically changed the people so that they only saw shades of grey. Jonas has seen flashed of color occasionally; this is one of the things that marks him as different - able to receive the memories. Through the multitude of memories the Giver imparts to him, Jonas learns about pain, war, suffering, and cruelty; but at the same time about true happiness, joy, and love. As Jonas gains richer and richer knowledge, the more does he pity his friends and family; destined to be born, live, and die without knowing any real emotions. As he gradually finds out about the horrifying things going on just beneath the surface of the community, (particularly what the term "Release" really means) he and the Giver make a desperate plan. Somehow they must share these memories and emotions with the whole population. But how? And will Jonas survive?
(Note: the ending of this book is deliberately ambiguous. If anyone who reads this post and has read the book could share an opinion on it, that would be great!!)
P.S. I posted this on my public blog, too, for the benefit of those poor people who can read this one. ;)
Monday, January 21, 2008
Sickness....
Christine is sick with a most unpleasent strain of the flu that is going around. Please be praying!
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Two Babies!!!
Our friends came over today, and they brought with them the little girl that they babysit, who is just about the same age as Levi. The babies seem to know when they see another person their own age, and you should have seen them stare when they first clapped eyes on each other! They googled and kicked and made all those adorable little sounds that they make when they're exited. After that exitment wore off, they lay on the floor side by side with their little blankets - sooooo cute!! The stuff blog posts are made of.
Then Meredith and I held them......
Awwwwwwwww!
Is that ADORABLE, or what?
Then Meredith and I held them......
Awwwwwwwww!
Is that ADORABLE, or what?
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
You know you live in Texas when......
Well, after seeing Erica's, Sheila's, and Tiffany's, I had to do it. This is really becoming a trend, isn't it??
You see more Texan flags than American flags. (Yep! What does the American flag look like, again? ;))
You prefer Whataburger to McDonalds. (Infinitely so)
You dress up to go shopping at the mall. (I've been to the mall maybe six times in my life -
it's a big event!)
You're disappointed when a food doesn't come in spicy flavor. (Not really)
You know from experience that rattlesnake meat tastes like chicken. (I've never tasted rattlesnake personally, but I could if I wanted to!)
Your local grocery store sells cactus in the Fresh Produce department (Haha)
You choose a brand of Mexican salsa with the same care that another might use to select a bottle
of fine wine. (Yep)
Possums will eat anything. (They will, actually. Once there was bowl with some potato chips in it on our front porch - and trust me, it had been sitting there for about
three weeks, in the rain, too. Really gross. And guess what? A possum came for four nights in a row to eat out of it!)
If it grows, it sticks. If it crawls, it bites. (Too true!)
Onced and Twiced are good words. (Actually, they aren't, but people say them anyway -
one of my pet peeves. Add "acrosst")
Fire ants consider your flesh as a picnic. (They do! Really.)
Fix-in-to is one word. (Of course it is!)
You measure distance in minutes instead of miles. (That's so funny, because I do! Never thought about it before.)
You've had to switch from heat to A/C in the same day. (Yes, we do. Depressing, isn't it?)
You know all four seasons: Almost summer, summer, Still summer, and Christmas. (Haha)
There is a Dairy Queen in every town with a population over 1000. (There is!)
A carbonated soft drink isn't a soda, cola, or pop .. its a Coke, regardless of brand or flavor. (Of course!)
You no longer associate bridges with water... (No, they all go over freeways!)
You can say 110 degrees without fainting... (Why should I faint?)
You learn that a seat belt makes a pretty good branding iron... (Nothing better!)
The temperature drops below 95, you feel a bit chilly...
You discover that you can get a sunburn through your car window... (A window actually makes a worse sunburn then the
plain ol' sun does.)
You notice the best parking place is determined by shade instead of distance... (DEFF-inatly.)
Hot water now comes out of both taps... (Very funny)
You actually burn your hand opening the car door... (How else could you burn your hand?)
You break a sweat the instant you step outside... at 7:30 a.m. before work... (From May to September.......yes.)
No one would dream of putting vinyl upholstery in a car or not having air conditioning... (They'd be insane if they did.)
You realize that asphalt has a liquid state...
You can drive all day and not leave the state. (Yep!)
You see the Confederate flag all the time. (Well, maybe not ALL
the time, but pretty often!)
You shop at HEB (Central Market - every Sunday!)
We don't have an ocean; we have a gulf
You eat tacos for breakfast (I have!)
We panic when there is an inch of snow on the ground (It's more then panic.)
Air conditioning is standard on every car sold here (Just a much as an engine)
You've said I've never met a Jewish person before (Well, as I'm Jewish myself I can't exactly say that....)
When it rains, everyone is smiling. (Ohhhhhh yeah.)
A sad Texan once prayed, "I wish it would rain - not so much for me, cuz I've seen it -
but for my 7-year-old." (Haha!)
Sunscreen is sold year round, kept at the front of the checkout counter . . .
A formula less than 30 SPF is a joke and you only wear that to go to the corner store . . . (Mmhm)
You can properly pronounce Palestine, Decatur, Wichita Falls, San Antonio, and Amarillo. (Sure: palace-TINE, DECATE-er , WHICH-ita, san an-TONY-o, ama-RILLO)
A tornado warning siren is your signal to go out in the yard and look for a funnel. (Nope)
You have known someone who has had one belt buckle bigger than your fist. (Yes, of course!)
You know everything goes better with Ranch. (Actually, Ranch is gross, but
a lot of my friends use it on everything.)
You go to the river/lake because you think it is like going to the ocean.
You go to the gas station and there is a sign in the window that reads, No Shoes, No Shirt, No Service! (That sign is everywhere, not just in gas stations!)
Yeah, we have golf courses. But don't hit the water hazards -- it spooks the fish. (Haha)
Colleges? Try Texas Tech, Texas A&M, University of Texas or Texas State (Not for me - but for some of my friends - yes.)
~Sadie
You see more Texan flags than American flags. (Yep! What does the American flag look like, again? ;))
You prefer Whataburger to McDonalds. (Infinitely so)
You dress up to go shopping at the mall. (I've been to the mall maybe six times in my life -
it's a big event!)
You're disappointed when a food doesn't come in spicy flavor. (Not really)
You know from experience that rattlesnake meat tastes like chicken. (I've never tasted rattlesnake personally, but I could if I wanted to!)
Your local grocery store sells cactus in the Fresh Produce department (Haha)
You choose a brand of Mexican salsa with the same care that another might use to select a bottle
of fine wine. (Yep)
Possums will eat anything. (They will, actually. Once there was bowl with some potato chips in it on our front porch - and trust me, it had been sitting there for about
three weeks, in the rain, too. Really gross. And guess what? A possum came for four nights in a row to eat out of it!)
If it grows, it sticks. If it crawls, it bites. (Too true!)
Onced and Twiced are good words. (Actually, they aren't, but people say them anyway -
one of my pet peeves. Add "acrosst")
Fire ants consider your flesh as a picnic. (They do! Really.)
Fix-in-to is one word. (Of course it is!)
You measure distance in minutes instead of miles. (That's so funny, because I do! Never thought about it before.)
You've had to switch from heat to A/C in the same day. (Yes, we do. Depressing, isn't it?)
You know all four seasons: Almost summer, summer, Still summer, and Christmas. (Haha)
There is a Dairy Queen in every town with a population over 1000. (There is!)
A carbonated soft drink isn't a soda, cola, or pop .. its a Coke, regardless of brand or flavor. (Of course!)
You no longer associate bridges with water... (No, they all go over freeways!)
You can say 110 degrees without fainting... (Why should I faint?)
You learn that a seat belt makes a pretty good branding iron... (Nothing better!)
The temperature drops below 95, you feel a bit chilly...
You discover that you can get a sunburn through your car window... (A window actually makes a worse sunburn then the
plain ol' sun does.)
You notice the best parking place is determined by shade instead of distance... (DEFF-inatly.)
Hot water now comes out of both taps... (Very funny)
You actually burn your hand opening the car door... (How else could you burn your hand?)
You break a sweat the instant you step outside... at 7:30 a.m. before work... (From May to September.......yes.)
No one would dream of putting vinyl upholstery in a car or not having air conditioning... (They'd be insane if they did.)
You realize that asphalt has a liquid state...
You can drive all day and not leave the state. (Yep!)
You see the Confederate flag all the time. (Well, maybe not ALL
the time, but pretty often!)
You shop at HEB (Central Market - every Sunday!)
We don't have an ocean; we have a gulf
You eat tacos for breakfast (I have!)
We panic when there is an inch of snow on the ground (It's more then panic.)
Air conditioning is standard on every car sold here (Just a much as an engine)
You've said I've never met a Jewish person before (Well, as I'm Jewish myself I can't exactly say that....)
When it rains, everyone is smiling. (Ohhhhhh yeah.)
A sad Texan once prayed, "I wish it would rain - not so much for me, cuz I've seen it -
but for my 7-year-old." (Haha!)
Sunscreen is sold year round, kept at the front of the checkout counter . . .
A formula less than 30 SPF is a joke and you only wear that to go to the corner store . . . (Mmhm)
You can properly pronounce Palestine, Decatur, Wichita Falls, San Antonio, and Amarillo. (Sure: palace-TINE, DECATE-er , WHICH-ita, san an-TONY-o, ama-RILLO)
A tornado warning siren is your signal to go out in the yard and look for a funnel. (Nope)
You have known someone who has had one belt buckle bigger than your fist. (Yes, of course!)
You know everything goes better with Ranch. (Actually, Ranch is gross, but
a lot of my friends use it on everything.)
You go to the river/lake because you think it is like going to the ocean.
You go to the gas station and there is a sign in the window that reads, No Shoes, No Shirt, No Service! (That sign is everywhere, not just in gas stations!)
Yeah, we have golf courses. But don't hit the water hazards -- it spooks the fish. (Haha)
Colleges? Try Texas Tech, Texas A&M, University of Texas or Texas State (Not for me - but for some of my friends - yes.)
~Sadie
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Hair!!!!
Today Christine and I did each other's hair using a Klutz book that I recieved for Christmas. Neither of us are pros, but we had tons of fun! Her's is a Braided Chignon, mine is a Rolled Braid. She attemted to do a French Braid on me, but due to the strange illustrations, opted for the easier style.
French Braid try-outs.
Chignon from the side
The Rolled Braid from the side - the roll had slipped out somewhat.
The braid from the back.
The chignon from the back.
Her doing mine.
I scared her!
~Sadie
French Braid try-outs.
Chignon from the side
The Rolled Braid from the side - the roll had slipped out somewhat.
The braid from the back.
The chignon from the back.
Her doing mine.
I scared her!
~Sadie
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
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