"By any random chance, dear wonderful Kate, did you send me a tree?"
So yesterday night, during the Redskins-Saints game, I went downstairs to get some meat for dinner. Halfway down the basement steps, Dad yelled, "Oh shit, interception!" "Who?" I shouted, and I turned and started to run back up the stairs. But, I'm extremely clumsy (should have known...), and I tripped over my own damn feet and fell flat on the stairs. I cursed and lay there, crying (a little), but Dad didn't come to my aid. Hell, he didn't care. An interception is more important than the welfare of his own daughter...
Anyway I hurt my toe really, really bad. Today dad took me to get it x-rayed. The nurse who did the x-rays got impatient with me. I wasn't trying to give her a hard time, but I didn't know how she wanted me to position my foot.
Wasn't my fault.
They said it wasn't broken, but I had a sprained joint. No big deal. I should be fine in a week. :)
*Sighs of ultimate relief*
Today was strange. Band was off, horribly off (I can't explain why), and nothing went right. I hope tomorrow is better. I certainly didn't click today. (Christmas concert in 6 days!)
When I got home (after my x-ray), I found a letter from my pen pal (YAY!), and a very large box addressed to me, with no return address. Inside it, I found a four-foot plastic Christmas tree, complete with lights, and I burst into laughter. Only Katie would pull that off. She knew that Dad wasn't planning on putting up a Christmas tree this year. She knew I was upset about it, too.
I texted her in tears and thanked her.
I took a picture of one of the lights on the tree. It's not the best picture, but I like it.
I have the BEST best friend in the whole damn world. There is NOTHING I wouldn't do for that girl.
I love her so much.
Today meant a lot of things.
Today is Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day.
Today, Cassandra is 33 weeks old (Love you honey pie!)
Today would have been Jack's birthday (Jim's dad). He would have been 50. We miss you, Jack. We miss you terribly.
I'm going to leave you now with a poem I wrote in my Publications class today. Enjoy!
Lilies did line the long dirt lane
As sky pelted earth with harsh, rough rain
The flowers did suffer; their petals were torn
Their stalks dropped badly, the scene so forlorn
Then clouds pulled away in the afternoon time
And the earth was then covered in golden sunshine
The lilies were warmed; their blooms opened wide
Rain beaten petals showed beauty inside
Day turned to night with the fading of the sun
Off in the distance came the sound of the ocean
The lilies lay still, their bodies pressed close
As the crashing of unseen waves echoes
A gentle rain falls; droplets slide down
On the long dirt lane outside of town
The lilies did slumber on this long dirt lane
Thankful for the tenderness of sweet, sweet rain
They did not know beyond the ground
The town in the west, or the ocean eastbound
They swayed in the breeze and baked in the sun
Kissed gentle rain and watched children run
Down the dirt lane the lilies did lie
Kissing sunshine and raindrops till the day that they die
OFFICIAL CHRISTMAS COUNTDOWN:
18 DAYS
Anyway I hurt my toe really, really bad. Today dad took me to get it x-rayed. The nurse who did the x-rays got impatient with me. I wasn't trying to give her a hard time, but I didn't know how she wanted me to position my foot.
Wasn't my fault.
They said it wasn't broken, but I had a sprained joint. No big deal. I should be fine in a week. :)
*Sighs of ultimate relief*
Today was strange. Band was off, horribly off (I can't explain why), and nothing went right. I hope tomorrow is better. I certainly didn't click today. (Christmas concert in 6 days!)
When I got home (after my x-ray), I found a letter from my pen pal (YAY!), and a very large box addressed to me, with no return address. Inside it, I found a four-foot plastic Christmas tree, complete with lights, and I burst into laughter. Only Katie would pull that off. She knew that Dad wasn't planning on putting up a Christmas tree this year. She knew I was upset about it, too.
I texted her in tears and thanked her.
I took a picture of one of the lights on the tree. It's not the best picture, but I like it.
I have the BEST best friend in the whole damn world. There is NOTHING I wouldn't do for that girl.
I love her so much.
Today meant a lot of things.
Today is Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day.
Today, Cassandra is 33 weeks old (Love you honey pie!)
Today would have been Jack's birthday (Jim's dad). He would have been 50. We miss you, Jack. We miss you terribly.
I'm going to leave you now with a poem I wrote in my Publications class today. Enjoy!
Lilies did line the long dirt lane
As sky pelted earth with harsh, rough rain
The flowers did suffer; their petals were torn
Their stalks dropped badly, the scene so forlorn
Then clouds pulled away in the afternoon time
And the earth was then covered in golden sunshine
The lilies were warmed; their blooms opened wide
Rain beaten petals showed beauty inside
Day turned to night with the fading of the sun
Off in the distance came the sound of the ocean
The lilies lay still, their bodies pressed close
As the crashing of unseen waves echoes
A gentle rain falls; droplets slide down
On the long dirt lane outside of town
The lilies did slumber on this long dirt lane
Thankful for the tenderness of sweet, sweet rain
They did not know beyond the ground
The town in the west, or the ocean eastbound
They swayed in the breeze and baked in the sun
Kissed gentle rain and watched children run
Down the dirt lane the lilies did lie
Kissing sunshine and raindrops till the day that they die
OFFICIAL CHRISTMAS COUNTDOWN:
18 DAYS