Grandparent's house

Spent the night at Gramma and Grandpa's. They are just great. Grapefruit when I got home, grapefruit when I went to bed, grapefruit in the morning for breakfast. I've got to go. My Gramma just got me some grapefruit. Thank you Gramma and Grandpa!

A Newly Aquired Taste

I have recently developed a taste for something very... tasty. Green tea! Idrink it in the morning the morning, I drink it in the night! I drink it in the evening, when the moon is shine'n bright! (Skinna-marinky-dinky-dink, skinna-marinky-doo) :D It is very good! I have had around me all my life, because my mother and grandparents love it. But I had never really liked it much. Now, being a writer, this presented me with a problem. Generally, author's either like tea, coffee, or something like that. (Maybe I'm wrong, but this is just the way it seems to me. Do you disagree?) I've never really liked coffe much,(though I had a nice cup of it at a diner, once,) and green tea... I didn't know what to think. But now, my taste buds have seemingly changed. Green tea is sooooo good! My uncle travels around the world, and one time when he was living in Korea, he decided to try something unusual. He wanted to become a tea master. Now, I know this may sound a little weird. You're thinking, 'How much can there be to learn?' But my uncle spent a whole bunch of time working at it and learning all the little techniques it takes to do the tea perfectly. Also, he had a figurative handi-cap: He was english. But he overcame this also, learning Korean and living among the korean people. After a while, he graduated from tea school, and was officialy dubbed a Tea Master. Anyways, the whole reason I wrote this for you guys is this: He just sent my mom and me some tea. Some of it was super strong, but one kind was really good. The problem is, I can't read the label. It is written in Chinese!!! Well, I'll find some way to make last. Maybe I can call my uncle on Skype to ask what it's called and where I can get more! :D What is your preferance, coffee or tea? Well you reply, I will sit patiently, sipping the greatest drink on Earth. *sigh*

Josh's B-Day

Hello Everyone! This is a post 'bout my little brother's sixth birthday. Happy brother- err, birthday, bud! These are pics from the party:

Joshua, enjoying his self-chosen birthday treat: Banana splits!

The entire gang, all in appropriate attire for a mexican party.

Little brother Ezra, enjoying his most macho moment yet: he has facial hair!!! :D

What a great night! I had a blast. Thank you for having your birthday Josh! :)

The Significance of Creatures in Literature

This is just something I find interesting. Have you noticed how often creatures can be used significantly in literature? Seriously! I will give my input, and once you finish reading it, I would love for you to give your own. Point one:There is so many ways you can use an animal that you can't a human. Contemplate this. The most you can do with a human is say, "His eyes radiated malevolence, and his posture showed his complete distaste for those around him." That is good, but can you make it better? "The snake's eyes flicked back and forth across those gathered near. It's tongue was constantly flicking between it's lips, testing the air for potential danger." Way better, right? Point two: Can you imagine famous creatures as people? Think about these in particular: Aslan, Smog, Puddleglum, REEPACHEEP. What would they be like as humans??? This I know for sure:Aslan wouldn't be nearly as Majestic. Smog wouldn't be at ALL as imposing. Puddleglum wouldn't be as... well, glum. And Reepacheep? He wouldn't be so brave and witty. Just imagine.

"Sir, I lost my tail in battle for you," said a dis-heartened Reepacheep. Aslan replied, "Get up you stupid man! You didn't have a tail in the first place!"

Yes, I am a Narnia Fanatic, so I will variate. The pheonix 'Fox' of Harry Potter. Can you imagine him being human?

"Harry looked questioningly at the strange man. He seemed to be crying on him. With the last of his strength, he pushed the man away from himself. His honor must be preserved. And then he breathed his last breath, with Voldemort's laughing form at his back."

Can you see that happening? I can't. One final shot at it, for those of you who haven't read Narnia OR Harry Potter... creepy as that may be. :D

"Bilbo Baggins walked down the small tunnel. He had half expected it to be hot and dank, but it was actually quite nice. There were pictures on the wall, the floor was carpeted, and torches lined the walls, giving the room a nice airy feeling."

That is as far as I'll go. I don't think I can stand any more. Give me your input on this subject.

Playlist... again?

I don't know if I've posted this already, but here you go: new playlist.

Movie Trailer::No More Decency

I am a huge fan of the Lightning Thief series by Rick Riordan, and recently, he came out with the first 'Olympian' movie. I have been told that is totaly awful. It has great graphics, a okay story, and it is entirely other than the book. That is not how it is supposed to happen!!!!! The start of this trailer is really the best. It just grabbed me. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xko1Mx5w4tg And yes, Annabeth is a total geek. "I have strong feelings for you, but I don't know if they're good or bad yet." What?! Does that even make sense?!

Momma and me are cookin! :: 'Tonight's Gonna' be a Good Night'

Hoo-hoo! Bean soup and Home-baked Sourdough! My mouth is watering like crazy!!! I'll try and post some pics afterwards.

Flying Feline

Another awesome video for ya'. Check it out!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=73dK8p5PE_8

SKYPE!

My dad just set me up for Skype, and I have to say, It is awesome. Fantastic Speed, even at long distances. I just talked with my aunt for ten minutes. She lives in Mexico. This is great. I encourage you to go and try it yourself. It will work best if you have a webcam. If you do try to do it, Send me your name so I can talk with ya'!

Stream of Passion::Churning Stomach?

I suppose the title could go either way, so I will say this now: Stream of Passion is my new FAVORITE band. They are SO(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) good!!!!!!!!!!! How can I make my music play automatically? They are the first people on my playlist, and their music makes my gut churn. Not in a bad way though. And I know that sounds really weird. But I mean, do you ever have music that just makes your feet lift off the ground? Music that makes your head feel clear, and your stomach go into your throat (in a good way)? Stream of Passion: Bingo.

Thumpin' Boomin' Critters

Big "A&The Chipmunks" fan. Combined with one of me and my brother's favorite songs, what could be better?

A tribute to *ahem* me::Unhygienic Singer

No, not really. This is just a post about my birthday! I am turning twelve today! I am very excited, and can't wait until tonight, when we will be having cherry pie and pumpkin pie and Special tea!!! Yes. Last party I had was with my grand parents at Macaroni Grill, and it was hugely successful. Everything was great, except for this creepy Opera guy afterwards. *shiver* The guy had something seriously wrong inside him. Every single time we go there, we try to avoid him. The first time we went there he came to our table and asked, "Would you like me to sing you a song?" Unknowingly, we obliged. He proceeded to sing in Italian for about four minutes, Full volume, and pretend to hug my father. It totally freaked us out. Ever since then, we've avoided him. But last night, our luck did not last. He showed up at our table and asked the question:"Would you like me to sing you a song?" Surprisingly my dad said "Yes" Oh well, I thought, it's your funeral. Then my dad, loving parent that he is, pointed at me and proclaimed, "It is HIS birthday." Things went downhill from there. He came over to me, held my shoulders, and sang at me (Yes, at me,) about my mother's tears. He wiped my face at least seven times (no kidding, I counted) and patted my head the whole time. I was supposed to make me laugh, and I kind of snickered the first time. But by the third round of it, I was ready to puke. And he sang seven rounds. I was SO relieved when he left. My ears rung the whole time after that, and when they finally stopped, he came back to sing Happy Birthday. Ironic, huh? I still had a blast, though. The cheese cake and chocolate cake at the end of the night really helped relieve all the stress. Just to give a realistic idea of this singing nightmare, my grandma had to plug her ears. It was that bad. My brothers and dad had a blast watching him make a fool of me, though. Good times. :)