Random Post While Cookies Bake

Right now, I am making chocolate chip cookies. They're in the oven, so I have a while before I pull them out and stick in the next tray.

So we still haven't moved yet. Surprise Surprise. Note to self: NEVER try to sell a house without a Realtor. It's nothing but a big headache.

I was hoping the weather would have cooled down some. I'm ready to start wearing long sleeved shirts again. It's been in the 50s at night, but during the day it's still right up there in the 80s.

I don't really have anything of note to really say right now. Heck, I haven't had anything worth saying in a long time. Oh! there goes the timer! better get my cookies!

Sour Milk, Laundry, Boxes, and more Boxes

So, this month has been crazy! Since my last post, I have unwittingly drunk sour milk, modeled for a professional photographer, packed a bunch of boxes,read nine novels, folded a ton of laundry, washed a lot of dishes, vacuumed the house I don't know how many times, and played "Baby if you love me". I'm not going to go into details about the milk or the game of "Baby if you love me".

Anyway, I did some modeling for this photographer who is recently getting his portfolio back together. (johnbpritchett.com. That's me in Gallery 4) He likes the runway type of thing, so it was like nothing I’ve ever done before. I had a lot of fun. The makeup his assistant put on me was a little on the thick side and my mom didn't like it that much so if I do it again, I'm going to see if I can apply my own makeup.

As far as boxes and moving goes, well, trying to be outta hear by the 30th aint gonna work. At the rate we're going, we're not going to be gone for another month. there are a lot of issues we hadn't planned for that have come up and it's driving my entire family insane. I've packed all of my books thinking we were going to be gone and now I'm wishing I hadn't. My bookshelf looks so empty.

We no longer have the chickens. seeing as we are moving, we have given them away. YAY! I hate chickens. We also tried to get rid of our goat, Maya, but that didn't work too well. The people we gave her to called us about four days after and asked us to take her back. Apparently, she was knocking over all their sheep and eating their trampoline. Typical Maya.

A Day in the Non-Normal Life

Hello and welcome to another boring episode in the non-normal life of me. Today as you know, is September first and the beginning of my favorite month. I have no idea why. I just happen to like September. the fact that it's the start of fall might have something to do with it...

When I was younger, doing chores felt like the end of the world, but now that I'm older I'm shocked to find that I actually go looking for them out of sheer boredom. You see, if I was a normal person, I would currently be sitting in some college class room with my eyes glued to the page of a really thick text book. But I am not a normal person (as I have already said). My family is moving and we hope to be gone by the end of September. We were supposed to be gone by June, but that didn't work out so well. Anyway, taking classes in the midst of a move and then not being around to finish them would be rather unintelligent, so I am going to wait until spring to start.

Until then, I will spend my time packing boxes or wondering what to do with myself when I am not packing boxes. Reading is a good time killer, but I seem to have run out of books again. Bother.

Depletion

I have been looking over the books I have read this year and discovered something horrible. As of now, I've only read 25 this year. That might not exactly sound like a bad thing, but for me it is considering I read 101 last year, 92 the year before that and 70 the year before that!

Grant it, this year I took two college classes in the spring, graduated high school, had a friend stay for two weeks this summer and my family has been trying to move. Also, I have no access to the books I truly want to read and have been making do with others. I know it's only august, but I still feel a bit miffed by the lack of books on my list. This year, if I make it to 50 books, I will have accomplished something.

why is a raven like a writing desk?

Sort of not doing anything right now. figured I'd update this old thing. I don't know if there is really a point to it when only one or two people read it...

So........Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Because Poe wrote on both I suppose?
Because the notes for which they are noted are not noted for being musical notes?
Because there is a B in both and an N in neither?
Who knows?

I Is Now a Graduate =D

So now I am a graduate. YAY! I kept getting questions like “Are you nervous? Are you nervous?” Honestly, I wasn’t. After Pride and Prejudice, Graduating was a walk in the park! I mean, all I had to do was put on this blue tent and stick a square slab of cardboard on my head. Yes, I know it’s called a Cap and Gown. I don’t care. To me, it’s Cardboard and Tent. Tee Hee.

Anyway, you walk in there, sit down, stand up, sit down, stand up, get the diploma, switch the tassel from left to right and walk out. Ta da! All done. You want to talk about easy?

The reception on the other hand is another story. It was so loud in there! There were way to many people stuck in too small a place. It was kind of stuffy too. Everyone was talking and people kept saying “congratulations, congratulations” and All I could think to say was “Thank You”. I started sounding like a broken record I tell you! Each graduate got a dish of candy from the Homeschool Group leaders. The only probable was no one thought to wrap it in plastic and put our names on it. Rebekah and I shared a table and Neither of us were able to eat any of our candy. She’s got little siblings and I’ve got siblings and a lot of little cousins. I am a little more mad about that than I should be. But I like candy! And I didn’t get ANY! Oh well...