I have been sick, it's true, for the majority of the week. Missed two days and 8 out of 9 periods-worth of school. Lots of homework.
Not fun.
As I just told my brother, I am sick of being sick.
However, that did not stop my mom(who, along with my dad, I seem to have infected with my sickness :-o), from dragging us all to go snowshoeing for the first time. I'm sure you can tell how I felt about that. But, my attitude changed.
Today was a, heh heh, 'warm' Minnesota day. It was probably 30-35 degrees out where we were. Which is spectacular and felt great since last weekend we were all subzero. I didn't even wear a coat.(smart, really, I know, me being sick and all) (sarcasm people) (making these little bracket things (these()) is fun)
Anyways, stay focused Tara, it was a gorgeous day. Practically no wind at all, sun shining for the most part. We went to the building where people talked to us about snowshoeing, showed how to put snowshoes on, and made us play one of those 'get to know you' games. (My name is Tara, I like Art, and I'm okay at Art)[I couldn't think of anything better to say]
Then we picked out a pair of snowshoes and went outside to put them on. Getting them on wasn't too hard, not with the kind I had chosen, and I was surprised to be one of the first people done. Rachel had come with us, :-D , and we talked for a while while we waited for people to finish getting their snowshoes on. Rachel is, in the nicest way possible, prone to slipping, falling, and especially tripping. We were both concerned about falling with the snowshoes on, and our first few steps were very careful.
It was strange, once we were on the trail with the whole group, after we had gone for a while, the snowshoes started to feel normal. Like I had adapted to them. Let me tell you though, it is a workout, you burn like 400-600 calories an hour, if I remember right. And because you have to keep a wider stance, it works a different group of muscles too. My legs were very tired towards the end.
The scenery was of utmost beauty. There were lots of dry golden leaves still on the trees. The snow blanketed everything and whatever it didn't cover was sharp and crisp because of the wonderful contrast. It was very refreshing.
To swallow my pride, I will say that I fell at least twice. But I got right back up.
I had a lot of fun. I would recommend snowshoeing to everyone. As the ladies who led us said, 'anyone who can walk can snowshoe', and they were right.
That was my first time snowshoeing. Probably won't be my last. I was being stupid and didn't even think to bring my camera, though I wish I had. There were lots of potential great shots.
Although, with all those people, I might not have wanted to stop and slow everyone behind me down.
So, yep, I had a lot of fun. I am super tired.
Tomorrow I am going to tackle the rest of my homework.
Heads up to my friends at school, I will definitely be needing help.
A special thanks to Emily for making me go home on Friday. It means a lot that you care so much, and I will never forget how you said, 'You sound gross. Go home.' Thank you so much, I love you. I think I will be coming back Monday, but now I'm not so sure. Probably.
God bless you all
Enjoy the weather, if the weather happens to be nice where you are. Don't walk out in an ice storm or tornado, please.
With much much much much love
~Tara
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Sunday Afternoon With Hope
My Sunday afternoon was spent in the company of Hope.
Actually, Hope came home from church with my mother, brother, and I.
She smiled as we rode home together.
When she got in our house she asked to watch a movie.
All right, so Hope is the name of an incredible 5(?) year old. But her name fits, as she was the first girl born with 4 older brothers. Now she has a younger brother and a very new baby sister (name Grace).
She asked if she could 'go to Mary Jo's house'? That worked for us and her family, so she came home with us. I spent all afternoon with her, except for a few intervals where I had to do laundry. We watched The Grinch, which she said was a kind of scary movie sometimes, and most of Shrek. She and I petted my rats for a long time and talked about them. She said that instead of Venice and Firenze I should have named them Brownie and Whitey. She sort of reminds me of me when I was younger.
Then Hope, my mom, and I went into my mom's work. Mom is a special education teacher, so Hope and I played in the Motor Room (pretty much a playroom that the kids in her class use to further develop their motor skills). I don't know how long we were there, but it was a lot of fun. I just love making her laugh, and it seems so easy to do. I do love that about little kids.
Then we came home and she played with markers,(she drew Summer, which is her favorite season), and she played with the stamps I made in Art class. She liked those a lot.
Then her dad came and picked her up. That was my lovely afternoon/evening with Hope.
My afternoon with hope is also kind of literal. Sunday School was very good. Our new 'curriculum' hadn't gotten there yet, so instead we read some verses and said what we thought they meant. I liked it a lot more than our normal corny curriculum. I think that the others liked it more too, it kind of brought us closer together. I felt great once we started reading Scripture. I had been super tired before that. A side effect of the pills I'm taking now is supposed to be extra energy, but it seems to have the opposite effect: I've been getting fatigued thoroughly and suddenly since I started taking them Friday. However, I think that may just be my body trying to adjust to it. I guess I'll find out in a few more days.
Added to my hope is a letter I received today but have not yet read. I know it will lift me up, and probably make me cry. There is an awesome lady at my church whom I do not know very well but still love dearly. I'm not sure what all my mom told her about me, but last Sunday she asked if I'd let her write me a letter and gave me a hug. This Sunday she gave me a hug along with a letter. With Hope coming home with us and then having to finish last minute homework I sort of forgot about it until now. I think I'm going to read it before I go to bed tonight.
One last thought for you: Aren't babies incredible and precious?
My Sunday school teachers are Hope's parents. As I mentioned, Hope has a brand new baby sister. Grace came with her parents to Sunday school today, as she did last week. Last week she was not next to me. This week, she was. I could not stop staring at her as she slept. I kept looking at her tiny little hand and those itty-bitty fingernails, comparing them to mine. Hers are so small and nearly wrinkle-free and make mine seem ancient in comparison. Her eyes are incredible too, piercingly blue and very bright. She was not sleeping peacefully, she kept moving her hands and wrinkling the new skin on her face. It is comical to see a sleeping baby wrinkling her forehead. I fell in love with her. And I don't know how or why. I just kept thinking how God has blessed us with babies, and wondering how anyone could wish, much less do, a baby harm. I love having days like this.
Today was a great, peaceful, day.
Thank the Lord, I needed this more than I knew.
God bless you all and watch over you this week.
With much love
~Tara
Actually, Hope came home from church with my mother, brother, and I.
She smiled as we rode home together.
When she got in our house she asked to watch a movie.
All right, so Hope is the name of an incredible 5(?) year old. But her name fits, as she was the first girl born with 4 older brothers. Now she has a younger brother and a very new baby sister (name Grace).
She asked if she could 'go to Mary Jo's house'? That worked for us and her family, so she came home with us. I spent all afternoon with her, except for a few intervals where I had to do laundry. We watched The Grinch, which she said was a kind of scary movie sometimes, and most of Shrek. She and I petted my rats for a long time and talked about them. She said that instead of Venice and Firenze I should have named them Brownie and Whitey. She sort of reminds me of me when I was younger.
Then Hope, my mom, and I went into my mom's work. Mom is a special education teacher, so Hope and I played in the Motor Room (pretty much a playroom that the kids in her class use to further develop their motor skills). I don't know how long we were there, but it was a lot of fun. I just love making her laugh, and it seems so easy to do. I do love that about little kids.
Then we came home and she played with markers,(she drew Summer, which is her favorite season), and she played with the stamps I made in Art class. She liked those a lot.
Then her dad came and picked her up. That was my lovely afternoon/evening with Hope.
My afternoon with hope is also kind of literal. Sunday School was very good. Our new 'curriculum' hadn't gotten there yet, so instead we read some verses and said what we thought they meant. I liked it a lot more than our normal corny curriculum. I think that the others liked it more too, it kind of brought us closer together. I felt great once we started reading Scripture. I had been super tired before that. A side effect of the pills I'm taking now is supposed to be extra energy, but it seems to have the opposite effect: I've been getting fatigued thoroughly and suddenly since I started taking them Friday. However, I think that may just be my body trying to adjust to it. I guess I'll find out in a few more days.
Added to my hope is a letter I received today but have not yet read. I know it will lift me up, and probably make me cry. There is an awesome lady at my church whom I do not know very well but still love dearly. I'm not sure what all my mom told her about me, but last Sunday she asked if I'd let her write me a letter and gave me a hug. This Sunday she gave me a hug along with a letter. With Hope coming home with us and then having to finish last minute homework I sort of forgot about it until now. I think I'm going to read it before I go to bed tonight.
One last thought for you: Aren't babies incredible and precious?
My Sunday school teachers are Hope's parents. As I mentioned, Hope has a brand new baby sister. Grace came with her parents to Sunday school today, as she did last week. Last week she was not next to me. This week, she was. I could not stop staring at her as she slept. I kept looking at her tiny little hand and those itty-bitty fingernails, comparing them to mine. Hers are so small and nearly wrinkle-free and make mine seem ancient in comparison. Her eyes are incredible too, piercingly blue and very bright. She was not sleeping peacefully, she kept moving her hands and wrinkling the new skin on her face. It is comical to see a sleeping baby wrinkling her forehead. I fell in love with her. And I don't know how or why. I just kept thinking how God has blessed us with babies, and wondering how anyone could wish, much less do, a baby harm. I love having days like this.
Today was a great, peaceful, day.
Thank the Lord, I needed this more than I knew.
God bless you all and watch over you this week.
With much love
~Tara
Saturday, January 24, 2009
soooooo
Haha, no one else will find this funny: it's weird because I posted picture posts, then poem posts, and then a bunch of video posts. And now I am actually typing up a real post. See, I told you you wouldn't think it was funny.
I actually don't have much I want to say.
I needed to update.
Oh, cool thing: I now have recently downloaded the Supernatural episodes Wishful Thinking(Season4!), The Benders(Season1!)and Skin(Season1!). The bad thing? Haha, guess what language Skin is in? Yea, French. No, I do not know French. I haven't deleted it yet though. I'm thinking I might learn how to say, 'Dad's on a hunting trip, and he hasn't been home in a few days' in French. Hehe, that would be strange. It is a little funny to watch parts of it because the French voices are so unlike Jared Padalecki's and Jensen Ackles' voices. But I am hoping to download the English version of the episode soon. Currently Bad Day At Black Rock (Season3!) is trying to download. It's at 79.9% currently. That is possibly my favorite episode of Supernatural ever. You probably noticed that most of the videos I just posted are Supernatural-related. That is because I am so excited the season has started again. No more reruns. Although, I am very disappointed with Season 4. It hasn't been nearly as good as season 1 was, or even season 3. The best episodes so far I think have been Yellow Fever, Wishful Thinking, and Family Remains. Although, this week's episode, titled After-School Special, looks to be a treat. I think that it's another flash-back type episode. If I remember right, we'll get to see Sammy in Middle School, getting bullied :(
All of the finals that were postponed last week because of a snow day were taken care of this week. Ugh. It was terrible. I wrote a stupid poem about tests like two weeks ago. Here it is:
I Hate Standardized Testing
My mind is weary
From these tests
These letter grades
Don't prove my worth
It's such a loss
Of common sense
Tests standardized
Spend an hour watching us
We are far from uniform
Standardized
Desensitized
Loosing my mind
Days go by
Daze grows stronger
Question standardized tests:
Thoughtless how much longer?
It's no winner, I'll say that much. But it is true, I do hate those standardized tests. The tests I was taking weren't the MCA's or anything, that'll come later this year I believe. yippee
Another, very very 'what were you thinking?' poem, written January 21, 2009:
None Sense - With Muffins!
It's a bird!
It's a plane!
No...Wait...
It's a flying muffin!
It es coming!
Coming to hit everyone
With a moustache in the face!
Look at it swoop down!
Oh! The mayor has been knocked down!
It's
MUFFIN MUTINY!
Ahhh!
Beware all ye who
Must stash a moustache!
MUAHAHA - it's the
Evil Muffin LAUGH!
That is exactly how I wrote it...don't judge me...I know, it is so terrible.
It made Vicki laugh and give me a weird look though...glad I can amuse someone...
Well, I am going to go eat my lunch. BBQ Ribs! They smell so good. With vermicelli and rice!
Then I am to be dragged off to go shopping with Joram, Rachel, and my mom. Nope, I don't like shopping, but mom says she wishes I would go, which means, 'get your coat on, you're coming.'
Oh, quickly I must share with you the lyrics to one of my favorite Lifehouse songs, Simon. You should go listen to it. Happy Weekend! God bless! ~Tara
Simon --A wonderful song by Lifehouse
catch your breath
hit the wall
scream out loud
as you start to crawl
back in your cage
the only place
where they will
leave you alone
'cause the weak will seek the weaker 'til they've broken them
could you get it back again
would it be the same
fulfillment to their lack of strength at your expense
left you with no defense
they tore it down
and i have felt the same
as you
i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
locked inside
the only place
where you feel sheltered
where you feel safe
you lost yourself
in your search to find
something else
to hide behind
the fearful always preyed upon your confidence
did they see the consequence
they pushed you around
the arrogant build kingdoms made of the different ones
breaking them 'til they've become
just another crown
and i have felt the same
as you
i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
refuse to feel
anything at all
refuse to slip
refuse to fall
can't be weak
can't stand still
and watch your back
'cause no one will
you don't know why they had to go this far
traded your worth for these scars
for your only company
and don't believe the lies that they have told to you
yea, not one word is true
you're all right
you're all right
you're all right
and i have felt the same
as you i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
Happy Weekend!
God bless!
~Tara
I actually don't have much I want to say.
I needed to update.
Oh, cool thing: I now have recently downloaded the Supernatural episodes Wishful Thinking(Season4!), The Benders(Season1!)and Skin(Season1!). The bad thing? Haha, guess what language Skin is in? Yea, French. No, I do not know French. I haven't deleted it yet though. I'm thinking I might learn how to say, 'Dad's on a hunting trip, and he hasn't been home in a few days' in French. Hehe, that would be strange. It is a little funny to watch parts of it because the French voices are so unlike Jared Padalecki's and Jensen Ackles' voices. But I am hoping to download the English version of the episode soon. Currently Bad Day At Black Rock (Season3!) is trying to download. It's at 79.9% currently. That is possibly my favorite episode of Supernatural ever. You probably noticed that most of the videos I just posted are Supernatural-related. That is because I am so excited the season has started again. No more reruns. Although, I am very disappointed with Season 4. It hasn't been nearly as good as season 1 was, or even season 3. The best episodes so far I think have been Yellow Fever, Wishful Thinking, and Family Remains. Although, this week's episode, titled After-School Special, looks to be a treat. I think that it's another flash-back type episode. If I remember right, we'll get to see Sammy in Middle School, getting bullied :(
All of the finals that were postponed last week because of a snow day were taken care of this week. Ugh. It was terrible. I wrote a stupid poem about tests like two weeks ago. Here it is:
I Hate Standardized Testing
My mind is weary
From these tests
These letter grades
Don't prove my worth
It's such a loss
Of common sense
Tests standardized
Spend an hour watching us
We are far from uniform
Standardized
Desensitized
Loosing my mind
Days go by
Daze grows stronger
Question standardized tests:
Thoughtless how much longer?
It's no winner, I'll say that much. But it is true, I do hate those standardized tests. The tests I was taking weren't the MCA's or anything, that'll come later this year I believe. yippee
Another, very very 'what were you thinking?' poem, written January 21, 2009:
None Sense - With Muffins!
It's a bird!
It's a plane!
No...Wait...
It's a flying muffin!
It es coming!
Coming to hit everyone
With a moustache in the face!
Look at it swoop down!
Oh! The mayor has been knocked down!
It's
MUFFIN MUTINY!
Ahhh!
Beware all ye who
Must stash a moustache!
MUAHAHA - it's the
Evil Muffin LAUGH!
That is exactly how I wrote it...don't judge me...I know, it is so terrible.
It made Vicki laugh and give me a weird look though...glad I can amuse someone...
Well, I am going to go eat my lunch. BBQ Ribs! They smell so good. With vermicelli and rice!
Then I am to be dragged off to go shopping with Joram, Rachel, and my mom. Nope, I don't like shopping, but mom says she wishes I would go, which means, 'get your coat on, you're coming.'
Oh, quickly I must share with you the lyrics to one of my favorite Lifehouse songs, Simon. You should go listen to it. Happy Weekend! God bless! ~Tara
Simon --A wonderful song by Lifehouse
catch your breath
hit the wall
scream out loud
as you start to crawl
back in your cage
the only place
where they will
leave you alone
'cause the weak will seek the weaker 'til they've broken them
could you get it back again
would it be the same
fulfillment to their lack of strength at your expense
left you with no defense
they tore it down
and i have felt the same
as you
i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
locked inside
the only place
where you feel sheltered
where you feel safe
you lost yourself
in your search to find
something else
to hide behind
the fearful always preyed upon your confidence
did they see the consequence
they pushed you around
the arrogant build kingdoms made of the different ones
breaking them 'til they've become
just another crown
and i have felt the same
as you
i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
refuse to feel
anything at all
refuse to slip
refuse to fall
can't be weak
can't stand still
and watch your back
'cause no one will
you don't know why they had to go this far
traded your worth for these scars
for your only company
and don't believe the lies that they have told to you
yea, not one word is true
you're all right
you're all right
you're all right
and i have felt the same
as you i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
as you i've felt the same
Happy Weekend!
God bless!
~Tara
Monday, January 19, 2009
Supernatural - Bad Day
Not as good as a different Bad Day vid I saw a year or so ago, but that one was taken off of YouTube because of 'copywrite infringement'-I thought that was a shame, but YouTube's trying to crack down on that sort of stuff.
Bad Day At Black Rock is one of the best Supernatural episodes, and this song fits that perfectly.
F.U.N - Supernatural
As much as I dislike Spongebob...This made me laugh very hard. I had to watch it twice to make sure it was real. Here it is for you. Enjoy, DO NOT TAKE IT SERIOUSLY(don't even think of what they are actually saying, if you do, it is not nearly so funny)
When You Play Supernatural Backwards
This was pretty good.
Song is Backwards by Rascal Flatts.
FYI:I am going on a YouTube rampage.
And this was great, had to share it, they even got a bunch of the clips to almost fit the lyrics. Kudos!
Supernatural - Do You Like Waffles?
This was too awesome to pass up.
Hannah, I am going to email this to you, because you sent me that email with this song in it! And then I heard it in this vid, and it totally reminded me of you! Thanks!
Haha, I laugh every time I watch this!
Enjoy everyone!
:D
God bless
as always, love TARA
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
More Poems &:-)
I Can't Reflect
Mirror mirror
Can't see me
Have I no reflection
Need some redirection
Where to begin
It starts with me
It ends where
No ideas
Nothing new
So routine
Look at me
Watch myself
No reflection
No reaction
I can't feel
Nothing's new
It's all fake
All dead
With no reflection
My one reflection
Comes from you
Mirror mirror
Need some redirection here
For Follow you need to go with me through it. For each word, think of an image that goes with it, an image that follows the word in your mind, and try to flow through the poem; not so much from word to word, more so from image to image.
Follow
Tell
Talk
Speak
Shout
Yell
Scream
Listen
Silence
Patient
Waiting
Nervous
Anxious
Shake
Tremble
Stand
Walk
Run
Jog
Slow
Breathless
Gasping
Drowning
Confusion
Sinking
Hopeless
Light
See
Kick
Swim
Breakthrough
Air
Breathing
Tell
Mirror mirror
Can't see me
Have I no reflection
Need some redirection
Where to begin
It starts with me
It ends where
No ideas
Nothing new
So routine
Look at me
Watch myself
No reflection
No reaction
I can't feel
Nothing's new
It's all fake
All dead
With no reflection
My one reflection
Comes from you
Mirror mirror
Need some redirection here
For Follow you need to go with me through it. For each word, think of an image that goes with it, an image that follows the word in your mind, and try to flow through the poem; not so much from word to word, more so from image to image.
Follow
Tell
Talk
Speak
Shout
Yell
Scream
Listen
Silence
Patient
Waiting
Nervous
Anxious
Shake
Tremble
Stand
Walk
Run
Jog
Slow
Breathless
Gasping
Drowning
Confusion
Sinking
Hopeless
Light
See
Kick
Swim
Breakthrough
Air
Breathing
Tell
Thursday, January 8, 2009
I Thank You So Filled With Insight
.
.
.
.
.
Two eyes sit and stare at me
Through me can they see
Behind my mask, shallow facade
Look within
I draw back
You scare me
With all your insight
You just might see me
See through me
Behind my mask
Take a breath
Plunge within
Diverge my sunken soul
Drowning in my tears
Slowly loosing breath
Grab me, Drag me
To the surface
Gasp
I see the broken soul I drowned
You saved
It's so unfamiliar
Closer I creep
Sopping wet
There it is
My hand grazes it
I draw back
It's mine, I realized just now
Like an old friend, I smile shyly
Shocked
Then rush forth
Embrace
Joyfully I thank you
You so filled with insight
You who saved my soul
.
.
.
.
.
Written entirely by Tara Boehning, January 8th, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Hi everyone!
I wanted to share some pictures with you all.
It's a pretty random assortment, and I hope you enjoy them. :)
I slipped right after I took this picture. I thought I broke my camera, but luckily I fixed it. *whew!*
I love my bracelets
Yay bracelets! And my guitar pick necklace!
Yummy ice cream cake frosting.
....Melting...
SCARY
Nice Bro -- on my computer
Brisingr! -awesome so far-
I love the pictures of the lights.
Making Playdough
I was cutting up potatoes and I was bored, so here's the result
Warmth
I wanted to share some pictures with you all.
It's a pretty random assortment, and I hope you enjoy them. :)
I slipped right after I took this picture. I thought I broke my camera, but luckily I fixed it. *whew!*
I love my bracelets
Yay bracelets! And my guitar pick necklace!
Yummy ice cream cake frosting.
....Melting...
SCARY
Nice Bro -- on my computer
Brisingr! -awesome so far-
I love the pictures of the lights.
Making Playdough
I was cutting up potatoes and I was bored, so here's the result
Warmth FIRE!
This is a short little story, it just happened today, I thought that it was very amusing, and she said it was okay if I shared it with you all. So here it is. :)
My friend Emily had a band lesson after school today. Usually our band teacher is on time, but for some reason today he wasn't coming back in the room. He does moniter the halls after school, but he usually will stop that and go to listen to his students desperately try to play their lessons.
Five minutes had passed, and he still hadn't showed up. Emily saw that he was talking to some other teachers, and she didn't want to interrupt in case it was something important. She then went back to the band room and sat down. Being the industrious girl she is, she practiced her instrument. The fingerings and whatnot for her French Horn.
Well, it was still a few minutes later when our band teacher finally came back to his room. He saw her sitting there and asked why she hadn't come and gotten him. She answered that she was practicing her fingerings, so it was okay. The best part of the story, he didn't make her have her lesson! And she thinks that he probably won't make her make it up, either! That was so awesome! She came down to my mom's room to tell me about it, and we were both really happy about it.
Just a little story that I thought you might enjoy. It is a lot more interesting if you know the teacher or my friend. But, that's how practically all stories are, right?
God bless you guys, have a great week, and I hope that you liked my pictures!
~Tara
Friday, January 2, 2009
New Year/Invisible Children
This was really cool. It's awesome that he wants to help people, and I wanted to share this with you, I haven't watched the movie yet, but I think I will. It is so terrible that this stuff is going on, and I know we all like to ignore it and pretend that it really isn't happening, but it is. It is bare reality to millions every day. This is the site:
http://www.invisiblechildren.com/
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Happy New Year! ~~~~~2009~~~~~
Happy New Year Everyone!
I hope that you've all had a great first day of 2009!
I spent it at my aunt and uncle's beautiful house.
Boy, Eric and Nicholas sure have grown, physically and mentally.
Eric is almost 3 (I'm pretty sure, someone please correct me on this if they know), and Nicholas just turned 6! He has a December birthday, just like me! We're extra-special like that.
I am wearing the new guitar shirt I got for Christmas for the first time today, it's very comfy, thanks mom!
Thanks Scott and Frances for the CD's, chocolate, and the adorable mittens! I needed mittens, all I have are gloves. Thank you! Oh, and making little sculptures out of clay was so much fun! Frances, you are so creative. And I've always loved making stuff out of clay, so that was awesome!
I don't know what else to write.
Oh, thanks Hannah, for the Christmas newsletter, I've never gotten one just to me before! It was exciting! Love the picture too.
I'm tired. Hopefully I'll have something better or more insightful or more, well, just more, to say some other day. Because if I don't, I basically just said this blog is dead. But it's not!It's not! IT IS SOOOOO NOT DEAD! Never!!!!.....*cough*.....*cough*...
God bless you all! Have a blessed new year!
~Tara
I hope that you've all had a great first day of 2009!
I spent it at my aunt and uncle's beautiful house.
Boy, Eric and Nicholas sure have grown, physically and mentally.
Eric is almost 3 (I'm pretty sure, someone please correct me on this if they know), and Nicholas just turned 6! He has a December birthday, just like me! We're extra-special like that.
I am wearing the new guitar shirt I got for Christmas for the first time today, it's very comfy, thanks mom!
Thanks Scott and Frances for the CD's, chocolate, and the adorable mittens! I needed mittens, all I have are gloves. Thank you! Oh, and making little sculptures out of clay was so much fun! Frances, you are so creative. And I've always loved making stuff out of clay, so that was awesome!
I don't know what else to write.
Oh, thanks Hannah, for the Christmas newsletter, I've never gotten one just to me before! It was exciting! Love the picture too.
I'm tired. Hopefully I'll have something better or more insightful or more, well, just more, to say some other day. Because if I don't, I basically just said this blog is dead. But it's not!It's not! IT IS SOOOOO NOT DEAD! Never!!!!.....*cough*.....*cough*...
God bless you all! Have a blessed new year!
~Tara
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