Hey hey! I'm back! How was your Christmas? (Yes, Christmas. I am not politically correct.)
Or if you are Jewish, Hannakuh? ( Probably spelled that wrong.) Mine was pretty good. We traveled down to Alabama for the holiday in question. The drive took two days. The first day was awful and long but my best friend, (He is pretty awesome) he stayed up talking to me way late in the night. (His time zone is an hour ahead too!) Even though at one point I fell asleep for like an hour and he was waiting for me to reply. Dad had spent the whole day trying to find a hotel that takes 2 adults, 5 kids, and a dog.
They all either said no or were too expensive.
Finally he found one. It even had a pool. That was pretty cool. Everyone went swimming the next morning. (Except for me. I didn't want to get wet and I needed a break from the kids that had been screaming at me all day.) Dad just thought I was being lame. I think my family gets offended when I need a break from them. They get like grumpy about it.
* My brother is screaming right now. I have lost my focus. *
Anyway, the second day wasn't so bad. #2 was the one who got screamed at by the kids. I got to sit in the back of the bus. I mean, #4 through his chips at me, but whatever. I needed a snack anyway. (For a short while it was fun to catch cheetos and eat them.) I got the audio facetime my best friend. It was better than texting. Then we got to Grandma's house. (Mom's mom) (and dad) Apparently my whole family could hear me talking to him (which is crazy cuz when you are in the back of the bus, you don't get heard like ever.) But #2 said I sounded happier than ever. My friend liked that. (We have a kind of special relationship.)
The next day was Christmas Eve eve. I went to the Mill with Grandpa. What is the Mill you ask?
Only like my favorite place ever where I fit in perfectly. Here check it out
http://www.lowemill.net/
My grandma has a studio there. Usually I go with her, but she just got surgery on her back so grandpa was running the studio.
Grandma's art blog that I just discovered
Her website
While I was at the Mill, I roamed. (Like I always do. I have a pattern to my roaming.) Second floor, Flying Monkey, first floor, third floor, second floor to grandma's studio, paint part of a picture, do it all again. This time I roamed twice then painted a whole picture and then went to Karma Rags. I love Karma Rags. It is a vintage thrift store. Not only do they sell antique clothes and stuff, but also antique hats. If you know me, you know I like hats, and antiques. I usually go through almost everything in the store once or twice. OOH! DO y'all want to see the picture I painted??? Awesome. I will show you. It is the sequel to the painting I made last year. (Which I will also show you) Last year's was a fallish proposal and this year's was a winter wedding. Pretty awesome.
So my signature has changed over the year. I'd really love to stay and tell you guys all, but um...my parents are tired of me being on the computer. Tommorrow I will wake up early and tell more. Have a nice day.
Or if you are Jewish, Hannakuh? ( Probably spelled that wrong.) Mine was pretty good. We traveled down to Alabama for the holiday in question. The drive took two days. The first day was awful and long but my best friend, (He is pretty awesome) he stayed up talking to me way late in the night. (His time zone is an hour ahead too!) Even though at one point I fell asleep for like an hour and he was waiting for me to reply. Dad had spent the whole day trying to find a hotel that takes 2 adults, 5 kids, and a dog.
They all either said no or were too expensive.
Finally he found one. It even had a pool. That was pretty cool. Everyone went swimming the next morning. (Except for me. I didn't want to get wet and I needed a break from the kids that had been screaming at me all day.) Dad just thought I was being lame. I think my family gets offended when I need a break from them. They get like grumpy about it.
* My brother is screaming right now. I have lost my focus. *
Anyway, the second day wasn't so bad. #2 was the one who got screamed at by the kids. I got to sit in the back of the bus. I mean, #4 through his chips at me, but whatever. I needed a snack anyway. (For a short while it was fun to catch cheetos and eat them.) I got the audio facetime my best friend. It was better than texting. Then we got to Grandma's house. (Mom's mom) (and dad) Apparently my whole family could hear me talking to him (which is crazy cuz when you are in the back of the bus, you don't get heard like ever.) But #2 said I sounded happier than ever. My friend liked that. (We have a kind of special relationship.)
The next day was Christmas Eve eve. I went to the Mill with Grandpa. What is the Mill you ask?
Only like my favorite place ever where I fit in perfectly. Here check it out
http://www.lowemill.net/
My grandma has a studio there. Usually I go with her, but she just got surgery on her back so grandpa was running the studio.
Grandma's art blog that I just discovered
Her website
While I was at the Mill, I roamed. (Like I always do. I have a pattern to my roaming.) Second floor, Flying Monkey, first floor, third floor, second floor to grandma's studio, paint part of a picture, do it all again. This time I roamed twice then painted a whole picture and then went to Karma Rags. I love Karma Rags. It is a vintage thrift store. Not only do they sell antique clothes and stuff, but also antique hats. If you know me, you know I like hats, and antiques. I usually go through almost everything in the store once or twice. OOH! DO y'all want to see the picture I painted??? Awesome. I will show you. It is the sequel to the painting I made last year. (Which I will also show you) Last year's was a fallish proposal and this year's was a winter wedding. Pretty awesome.
So my signature has changed over the year. I'd really love to stay and tell you guys all, but um...my parents are tired of me being on the computer. Tommorrow I will wake up early and tell more. Have a nice day.
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