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my thoughts while yardworking:
Why would mankind think 'oh, if i take hours raking all of these paper-like tree wastes into a pile, it'll surely protect me and be comfortable as i fling my self form multiple yards away plus a little into the air (there's physics in there... ::shudders::) i KNOW it'll bring me enjoyment for hours on end, then i'll have to rake all over again!
just a thought. how did mankind come up with leave pile jumping? when, after all, the leaves aren't really a spring bed that will bounce back... and if you were to make this pile, say, on concrete... ow?
yes, well, anyways... Thanksgiving was great, I missed my sister being there, but she was up in NY with half of the other side of my family, and all that jazz... Day after Thanksgiving was great, started kinda ruff cuz presence and i couldn't do anything cuz of yardwork.. then michelle and i went Thanksgiving-Picnicing(turkey sandwiches, little tupperware containers of stuffing and mashed poetatoes, lemonade waterbottles), then back to her house because it got cold, we knitted/i crocheted, then dinner with soup, sweetpotatoes, turkey, dressing, walldorf salad, and cranberries (sounds familiar to ANYBODY who ate thanksgiving dinner? yea?) then her mom's mom's best friend and her daughter came over, listened to michelle play her cello (man, i started typing that and spelled ch-... wait.., woops) ten daniel and gil played their trombones, then apple pie with ice cream, then i took michelle over to the deboers and i went and visited the Sterritts. I got to talk to grandma and then hung out with ryan and timmy, and talked to kevin a little, but what concerns me is what was going on over at the Brundage's house.. ther ewere people and cars up the wazoo.. oh well. it was all calmed by the time i left the sterritt's so yea, guess it's fine.
now i have a lesson. yay.
Why would mankind think 'oh, if i take hours raking all of these paper-like tree wastes into a pile, it'll surely protect me and be comfortable as i fling my self form multiple yards away plus a little into the air (there's physics in there... ::shudders::) i KNOW it'll bring me enjoyment for hours on end, then i'll have to rake all over again!
just a thought. how did mankind come up with leave pile jumping? when, after all, the leaves aren't really a spring bed that will bounce back... and if you were to make this pile, say, on concrete... ow?
yes, well, anyways... Thanksgiving was great, I missed my sister being there, but she was up in NY with half of the other side of my family, and all that jazz... Day after Thanksgiving was great, started kinda ruff cuz presence and i couldn't do anything cuz of yardwork.. then michelle and i went Thanksgiving-Picnicing(turkey sandwiches, little tupperware containers of stuffing and mashed poetatoes, lemonade waterbottles), then back to her house because it got cold, we knitted/i crocheted, then dinner with soup, sweetpotatoes, turkey, dressing, walldorf salad, and cranberries (sounds familiar to ANYBODY who ate thanksgiving dinner? yea?) then her mom's mom's best friend and her daughter came over, listened to michelle play her cello (man, i started typing that and spelled ch-... wait.., woops) ten daniel and gil played their trombones, then apple pie with ice cream, then i took michelle over to the deboers and i went and visited the Sterritts. I got to talk to grandma and then hung out with ryan and timmy, and talked to kevin a little, but what concerns me is what was going on over at the Brundage's house.. ther ewere people and cars up the wazoo.. oh well. it was all calmed by the time i left the sterritt's so yea, guess it's fine.
now i have a lesson. yay.