Sunday, June 28, 2009

My weekend has been filled with lots of laughs, sweat, sunscreen, and sleeping in tents too small for four girls.

Thursday:So we went to pick of Stephanie for a sleep over and we met by the TX border. (she lives in TX and I don't) my mom decided to do a quick turn around on a side dirt road so she could just pull out of there and head home. big mistake. the road was more dirt than sand and we got stuck in the sandy shoulder. we must have been there for twenty minutes trying to get the suburban out of the sand bank! eventually, a guy passing by in a pick up truck stopped and we hooked up to his truck and he pulled us out. I looked over at Steph, who was standing next to me and said, "note to self, never try to turn around in a dirt road when there is a drive way fifty feet away." because there was a drive way about fifty feet from where we got stuck.

Friday: We went to Oasis State Park, but before going, we had to pick up my three little girl cousins. Mom handed them the sunscreen and Amber, who's five, managed to get some in her eye. Mom, being the good first aid person she is, pulled over to the side of the road and flushed Amber's eye. We had fun at Oasis and Steph, Rosey and I went up on the dunes. it was really hot so we were glad when we left. the same afternoon, we headed back to Stephanie's house and met Lizzie there. We spent the afternoon swimming in the pool and hanging out in Steph's room playing LIFE.

I got to watch the West Side Story for the first time and I didn't think much of it. Tony: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, but there was a knife in my hand and I somehow managed to kill your brother!" Maria: "Oh...well, it doesn't matter, I still love you. Will you marry me?" Seriously, the girl needs to get a life! Actually, every one in the movie needed to get a life. what is the point of fighting for turf that doesn't even really belong to you accomplish anyway?

Now about that tent...Seriously, the tent is about five by seven. all of us, Lizzie, Steph, Rosey and I are over five feet tall. we slept with our feet to the door on top of one sleeping bag as padding and a bunch of throw blankets for covers. the ground was uneven and so I found that my feet were slightly higher than my head! There was also the street light blinding me from one angle and the porch light blinding me from another. I swear I was sleeping on rocks and if you slept between two girls that like to move and talk in their sleep, you might have a hard time sleeping too! I don't think I got much sleep Friday night. Don't get me wrong, I had a lot of fun, but I sleep like my dad, which means that in order to actually get a good night's sleep, I have to have quiet, darkness, and something comfortable behind my back. I ended up going inside to get an extra blanket to cover my head and another one to go underneath me for more padding.

Saturday: Not much happened. We went home and I spent yesterday afternoon reading. I hadn't read for two days and was behind. I still have a lot of books waiting for my attention. like, The Jellicoe Road, Vanish, The Enclave, Standard Hero Behaviour, Wild Orchard and the Blue Djinn of Babylon. All of them I am borrowing and all of them need to go back soon.

I spent a good part of the evening reading For Young Women Only. It's a book on how guys think. I'm pretty glad I read it. I think I understand my brother a little bit better now. And I know why that one guy in the supermarket keeps staring at me.

Sunday: well, It's only 10:30 AM, so I'm not sure what is going to happen today.

Saturday, June 27, 2009


Well, Zavy's bone scan came back normal so now it's back to the drawing board as far as figuring out what is making him sick. please continue to pray for the return of his health.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Praying for Zavey

Did some highway driving today. Driving at 60 some mph is a little alarming and I kept wanting to slow down. I'm very comfortable with driving 40 or 50 mph and going faster just makes me nervous. It always makes me wonder why so many teens can't wait to get their driver's licence. For me, it's like, I'm doing this because I have to not because I want to. I'm scared to death I'm going to get hit!

My cousin Xavier might have cancer. They're doing a bone scan this afternoon. The poor kid has had so many other medical issues already. It doesn't seem fair that he should be so sick all the time. I know that I would greatly appreciate it if you guys would pray for him. He needs all the prayers and miracles he can get.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009


It was karaoke time at the library today. I had to be the brave one and sing first. I HATE singing karaoke for the reason that the music is distorted and you can't ever seem to reach the right notes. most of the songs were 80's. we just stumbled through it. at one point, Hannah C. (not me) and Katie were trying to sing "girl's just wanna have fun, and this black guy comes in and starts singing it! it was really funny. Actually, he sounded better than any of us. To put it in a nut shell, we sang bad, ate cookies, and had fun.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

In which I deal with ill-trained animals.

I came accross this quote this morning and thought it spoke volumes: Easy reading is damn hard writing. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne. Isn’t that just the truth?!?! It’s so hard to write and it takes so long, but you can read a book that may have taken someone years to write in just a few hours! It really isn’t fair. But I guess life isn't fair so...

I am riding horses again! Two actually. These people we know have horses, but never ride them, so it is now my job it exercise them. Fun right? Well it would be better if they were trained. These horses have been mostly pasture horses for most of their lives and they hate the saddle or anything to do with horse tack. Rosie, the younger of the two, is so skittish about the saddle, that it takes me forever to get one on her. Get this, she doesn’t know what “trot” is. I try to get her to go faster than a walk and she spooks. Very annoying. Nathan helped me exercise the horses the other day, but there is no way I am letting him ride Rosie. I pray every time climb into that saddle that I’m not going to get thrown. It's times like these when I am very glad for my four and a half years of horse training.

The other horse is named Breezy. She’s more laid back and doesn't spook like Rosie, but she is stubborn! It’s nearly impossible to get her out and away from her pen. It takes two to saddle her because she dances around a lot and won’t let you tighten the girth! I pray for patience with these creatures. I almost think it would be better not to ride at all then to ride these two ill-trained animals.

The first time I was out on them, I was wearing a black tank top. I forgot sunscreen. I came back very burned. it was just my shoulders though. the part the tank didn't cover. but my shoulders and nose always burn the worst, but my nose was shaded by the helmet, so no damage done there. I've worn regular T-shirts since.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Bug Bites, Walkers, Miss-kicks, and a Yucca

So--you know, I start my posts with "so" a I was saying, we took Cheyenne to the vet's yesterday afternoon because she's got bites or stings all over her face. she was running a high fever and her face was a little puffy. they kept her over night just to make sure she was ok. she is. we just got her back this morning.

that wasn't the only thing that happened yesterday. We were in front of Hastings because I was going in to look for new earbuds. you know those walkers that have the seat/bench thing on them? well, there was this 93 year old lady and another old couple and the 93 year old lady was using the walker like a wheel chair. well, it hit a bump and collapsed in on itself and send the old lady flying backwards against the pavement, hitting her head and putting a deep long gash in her right leg. my mom flew out of the car to help set her back up and then flew back to the car to get one of our towels out of the back and dashed back over to try and stop the bleeding. my mom does not like blood. the lady's leg was gushing blood. mom said it was like pouring water out of a water bottle or something. some guy ran into Hastings and called 911 and there was a police officer there. I don't know what happened to the lady after the ambulance came and got her. I think she was ok, but she did loose a lot of blood.

When we got back from Clovis, Nathan made this dummy out of clothes and propped him up on the couch. the dummy was holding an air-soft gun. I, being stupid, thought it would be funny to knock the head off the dummy and so I kicked it...and hit the gun instead of the head. I was in flip flops, so my toes weren't protected, and I messed up the toe on my right foot. it's not broken, but it looks pretty nasty. I knocked the scope off the gun and sent the horrid plastic thing hurtling across the room.

Then after dinner, Haley came over saying that one of her dogs got hold of the book I lent her and chewed it all up. She's going to get me a replacement, so that's fine with me.

Then She said they got their dune buggy fixed and wanted to know if I wanted to go for a spin. We did laps around our four acre property, running into the fields behind and between us. it was really fun. Haley was going a little too fast at times and ran us up onto the bank on the other side of the road at one point. I reminded her that she better not kill me or land me in the hospital because we sure as hell can't pay for it. she replied cheekily that neither could they. on our third or forth lap, Haley took out a Yucca on one of the turns and swerved to hit another one and hit our fence instead. it's one of those pole and wire fences, so it wasn't hurt, and neither were we, but when the buggy hit the fence, it kept going and snapped the front left wheel clean off! it snapped the bolts! Haley's reaction? "Oh S**t." She had a reason for her language let me tell you. I'm not sure how long it is going to get that dune buggy fixed this time. For my part, I was too busy laughing to be of much help. I told Haley this was punishment for taking out a yucca.

So that was my day yesterday. one piece of bad luck after another. What a crazy world.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Broken Earphones and more Driver's ED

my mom had me drive from my house to the movie theater in town. I did do it, mostly. I refused to cross the highway in front of ENMU. I'm not ready to drive on busy roads yet. luckily, there is a back way to get to the movie theater without having to travel on busy roads. I do NOT like driving next to semis. It's kind of funny, this this book I'm reading, Blood Secret, there's this girl named Jerry and her great aunt just tosses her the keys and tells her to drive home. she's 14 and hasn't driven before. I'm really glad my mom didn't do that to me.

My earbuds, the really good ones I've had for three or four years, broke yesterday. the right ear stopped working and then the left ear. now THAT pisses me off. they don't even make this kind anymore. they were really nice and blocked virtually all the excess noise around and kept the music inside the earphones so if you were sitting next to someone with them on, they couldn't hear a thing even if you turned it up. AND NOW THE FARTING THINGS ARE BROKEN!!!!!!!!!!! I feel foolish getting worked up over this issue, but I am REALLY mad about it.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Five Minute Warning

This morning, I was woken up out of a dead sleep by my cellphone going off. I threw off the covers and scrambled out of bed, glancing at the clock briefly as I did. 7:00 AM. who could be calling me at 7:00 AM? I figured it was some telemarketer. The caller ID read Haley. I picked it up. "Hello?" fighting to keep sleep out of my voice.

It turned out that Haley was coming over for breakfast and I hadn't known about it. she was calling to tell us that she was going to come over in a few minutes. she just lives across the field from us...and I'd just gotten out of bed!!! AAAAAAAAAAH!

This was the second fastest time I'd gotten dressed and ready for the day. (the first had been the time I had to go to church and dad had forgotten to wake me up until he was walking out the door.) I managed to get dressed, make my bed, brush and straighten my hair (I'd gone to bed with it wet and it was sticking out at weird angles this morning) and I even managed to touch up a little bit as far as makeup. all under five minutes. That doesn't mean I was awake at breakfast. no. my body was up, but my mind was still in bed.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Mommy, I Don't Want to Grow Up

I remember when I was three years old and we were living at Camp Lone Star in Texas. mom and I were walking home from the cafeteria and I said "Mommy, I don't want to grow up." Her response in my memory is very fuzzy. after all, I was only three. I think it was something like "Don't worry sweet heart, you don't have to yet" but I'm not sure. but my statement rings clear as a bell to me. I remember where I was standing and which T shirt my mom was wearing. "Mommy, I don't want to grow up."

Now I'm finding myself thinking the same thing. I don't want to grow up. I've never EVER been big on the idea. It's scary. I only have one year left of High School and People are asking me what college I want to go to. I have absolutely no idea. I certainly don't have the money for it. I'm thinking about getting a job (that does not involve working at a cash register or fast food) I want to do something I enjoy, but it's hard to say what that something is. I see all my old friends growing up and I have to remind myself that life goes on even when I'm not around. I'm not READY for life to go on. I wish it would stop for a minute and let me catch up. It's moving way too fast and not fast enough all at the same time. I'm not even sure why I'm just sitting here spouting! Why does life have to be so hard? Not to mention stressful. Right now the only thing I'm sure of is that when I do grow up and leave the house I won't have to sit and listen to my sibs fight all the time. Now THAT is someting I can look forward to.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Sandy Shoes

Yesterday my family, Haley (our neighbor) and her little sister went to Oasis state park. The lake there is man made and is about three times the size of the city pool. you want to go camping in trailers because the places they have for tents are coated with gravel. not very comfy. oh and you can't light fires because it's too dry and the brush surrounding everything might catch fire.

there are these large sand dunes that make a sort of bowl. they are very fun to climb on and Haley, my brother and the other guys took advantage of that. they took off their shoes and ran up and down the dunes. Haley wanted me to run down screaming like a maniac and to take off my shoes also. I didn't want to. it wasn't until she started piling sand on top of my shoes and grabbed my arm and literally pulled me down that I actually complied. the sand felt good. like beach sand. but there was no water to go with it. I miss the ocean.

we built several sand castles and pits and I built a sand dinosaur that nearly got stepped on three times. we were caked with sand when we were done and headed back to the main park. Unfortunately, Haley's little sister Kinzie forgot her cell phone so the two of us had to walk BACK to the dunes to look for it. we did find it...under three inches of sand.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Dream Bothers

If something bothers me, I tend to dream about it. like when all of a sudden, Alli stopped calling me and all the texts I sent her got sent back and she completely disappeared off the face of the cyberworld, I wanted to know what was going on! but how could I find out if she wasn't contacting me? it was nearly a month before I found out she'd basicly been banned from technology for reasons I won't share. But during that time when I didn't know what was going on, I had three different dreams about asking Alli why she wasn't contacting me. The first she just ignored me, the second, I was walking down the sidewalk with Steph and we berried a pumpkin in front of a church and Alli came to help, but avoided any questions and the third, she was just about to tell me when all of a sudden someone got murdered.

I've been having dreams about talking to my pen pal about the drawing I sent her. It was of her, but it wasn't really her likeness. it was more of a impression of personality. My brother got a call from her brother and my picture came up in the conversation. he didn't like the picture at all and said it didn't look anything like Jen. well, it really wasn't supposed too! I haven't been able to communicate that with Jen or her brother and it's been bothering me. Last night I dreamed I was explaining why I drew the picture the way I did.

I think this is also why I dream about loosing teeth and going to the dentist.