New Moon and Cereal
Greetings:
The library doesn't have New Moon?!?! *dies* What am I supposed to do?! *dies again*
Normally I would just go buy all three books, but Christmas is coming and my mother has this uncanny ability (I think it's part of her ESP thing) to buy books and other little things I want but haven't gotten for myself yet.
She read Twilight after I did, so I wouldn't be surprised to see it under the tree come Christmas morn.
If I don't have it by Christmas, I am headed to the bookstore man!
......
Re-checked the library situation. They do have a copy and New Moon should be back by the 28th. THE 28TH?! *sigh* I wish I wasn't such an impatient person. Even if it was a truly horrible series, the fact that I couldn't read it would still be driving me nuts. ARGH!
I was sort of okay with it when I was in the middle of the Harry Potter series because it's not like I could go out and get the next one until it was published, also there is some great fan fiction out there that sort of held me over. Sadly, I haven't found any good Twilight fiction. It's all either poorly written or the author forgets several key facts about the characters. Like the fact that the vamps don't have fangs in Stephanie Meyer's stories. *double sigh*
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I finally found a whole box of presents that I had packed away months ago! Hurrah! *pats self on back* I was very pleased with myself. The miniature pots I purchased at the Ren Faire are still missing though. And so is the lavender oil I got from Lavender Haze Farms in Sequim for my Aunt Janet and my mom. I'm afraid that I might have put the bottles of lavender oil in a box that went to the shed outside. If I did, they probably have already frozen and broken. Well crap.
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Rode on a transit bus to work today. Mom called and said she wanted to meet for lunch since she was in town. I took a bus to the designated meeting place....and waited for an hour and a half in the rain.
I was afraid to just leave in case I had misinterpreted the time and she showed up after I left!
After trying her cell a million times, (it was off) I went across the street and waited in a lobby that had large windows facing the street so I could see if she arrived.
After another thirty minutes, I caught the bus that went the closest to home and walked the four/five miles to warmth and food. One steaming shower later, I hopped in the car and went to check on Mom. I found her sitting in her car, without her phone and locked out of the house with no spare keys. She was so happy to see me!
My poor mom.
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Fun fact I got off a cheese stick wrapper: In the Northern Hemisphere, all the caves in which bears hibernate open to the north.
Wild. Imagine being on that research team.
<*>
Madeline despairs of me ever becoming adult. She says if my choice in cereals is any indication, I will be a child forever.
*prepares to fly off to Never Never Land* This afternoon, she picked up a bag of cereal that I had purchased between thumb and forefinger, like one would with an object that one found to be disgusting.
"What is this?" she asked
I glanced up from my package wrapping. "That, Madeline, is cereal. It is a form of traditional modern breakfast." I taped down a troublesome flap of shiny wrapping.
"Fluffy-Frou-Sugar-Fluff-Puffs are not cereal, and it's certainly NOT breakfast." She shook the bag slightly.
Madeline's cereal of choice is either oatmeal or raisin bran. I like it if my mom makes it because she puts in brown sugar and apples or raisins and other good things, which sort of defeats the purpose of oatmeal. I am not a risen bran person. I am a fun cereal type person.
"Well," I conceded, "I hardly ever eat it for breakfast, actually." I wrestled some paper onto another package.
Apparently, this fun cereal is meant only for children. I was un-aware of this. Madeline says I should eat something a little healthier and more adult. I pointed her attention to my peach mango crunch granola that I picked up at the Co-op last week. She argued that something wasn't automatically healthy because it had the word 'granola' in it. *sigh*
Be safe in the skies and on the roads this holiday season! Take care everyone!
EllaBeth
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Internal iPod Songs of the Day
Galaxies by Laura Veirs
Mad World by Alex Parks
Speeding Cars by Imogen Heap
O Holy Night sung by Celtic Woman
Bouncing Off Clouds by Tori Amos
Anywhere In The Universe by Astronaut Wife
The library doesn't have New Moon?!?! *dies* What am I supposed to do?! *dies again*
Normally I would just go buy all three books, but Christmas is coming and my mother has this uncanny ability (I think it's part of her ESP thing) to buy books and other little things I want but haven't gotten for myself yet.
She read Twilight after I did, so I wouldn't be surprised to see it under the tree come Christmas morn.
If I don't have it by Christmas, I am headed to the bookstore man!
......
Re-checked the library situation. They do have a copy and New Moon should be back by the 28th. THE 28TH?! *sigh* I wish I wasn't such an impatient person. Even if it was a truly horrible series, the fact that I couldn't read it would still be driving me nuts. ARGH!
I was sort of okay with it when I was in the middle of the Harry Potter series because it's not like I could go out and get the next one until it was published, also there is some great fan fiction out there that sort of held me over. Sadly, I haven't found any good Twilight fiction. It's all either poorly written or the author forgets several key facts about the characters. Like the fact that the vamps don't have fangs in Stephanie Meyer's stories. *double sigh*
<*>
I finally found a whole box of presents that I had packed away months ago! Hurrah! *pats self on back* I was very pleased with myself. The miniature pots I purchased at the Ren Faire are still missing though. And so is the lavender oil I got from Lavender Haze Farms in Sequim for my Aunt Janet and my mom. I'm afraid that I might have put the bottles of lavender oil in a box that went to the shed outside. If I did, they probably have already frozen and broken. Well crap.
<*>
Rode on a transit bus to work today. Mom called and said she wanted to meet for lunch since she was in town. I took a bus to the designated meeting place....and waited for an hour and a half in the rain.
I was afraid to just leave in case I had misinterpreted the time and she showed up after I left!
After trying her cell a million times, (it was off) I went across the street and waited in a lobby that had large windows facing the street so I could see if she arrived.
After another thirty minutes, I caught the bus that went the closest to home and walked the four/five miles to warmth and food. One steaming shower later, I hopped in the car and went to check on Mom. I found her sitting in her car, without her phone and locked out of the house with no spare keys. She was so happy to see me!
My poor mom.
<*>
Fun fact I got off a cheese stick wrapper: In the Northern Hemisphere, all the caves in which bears hibernate open to the north.
Wild. Imagine being on that research team.
<*>
Madeline despairs of me ever becoming adult. She says if my choice in cereals is any indication, I will be a child forever.
*prepares to fly off to Never Never Land* This afternoon, she picked up a bag of cereal that I had purchased between thumb and forefinger, like one would with an object that one found to be disgusting.
"What is this?" she asked
I glanced up from my package wrapping. "That, Madeline, is cereal. It is a form of traditional modern breakfast." I taped down a troublesome flap of shiny wrapping.
"Fluffy-Frou-Sugar-Fluff-Puffs are not cereal, and it's certainly NOT breakfast." She shook the bag slightly.
Madeline's cereal of choice is either oatmeal or raisin bran. I like it if my mom makes it because she puts in brown sugar and apples or raisins and other good things, which sort of defeats the purpose of oatmeal. I am not a risen bran person. I am a fun cereal type person.
"Well," I conceded, "I hardly ever eat it for breakfast, actually." I wrestled some paper onto another package.
Apparently, this fun cereal is meant only for children. I was un-aware of this. Madeline says I should eat something a little healthier and more adult. I pointed her attention to my peach mango crunch granola that I picked up at the Co-op last week. She argued that something wasn't automatically healthy because it had the word 'granola' in it. *sigh*
Be safe in the skies and on the roads this holiday season! Take care everyone!
EllaBeth
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Internal iPod Songs of the Day
Galaxies by Laura Veirs
Mad World by Alex Parks
Speeding Cars by Imogen Heap
O Holy Night sung by Celtic Woman
Bouncing Off Clouds by Tori Amos
Anywhere In The Universe by Astronaut Wife