I Am Being Extra Careful Today

Today is the 22nd... the 22nd of August.

There have been two things horrible that have happened to me. They all happened on this date.

1. The 'falling down stairs' tooth accident. You may remember it.

2. The Wreck. I have never told you this story before. Here it goes:

When I was four, I went my grampa's office with my mom. Pa's to be exact. He asked me if I wanted to go to a gas station later (He worked for an oil company). He said it had really good candy. I was a sucker.

Mom and I went home for a while until Pa and Mimi came to pick me up. Mom was outside so I went with her with my purse in my hand. While we were outside Mom asked me," Are you sure you want to go?" I replied," Of course Mommy!" Little did I know that I should have said, "Of course not Mommy!!".

They picked me up and put me in my carseat and buckled me up. We were off. We drove to the gas station and I got LOTS of candy. Then we went to Dairy Queen and picked up some ice cream. We were heading back and we went under a bridge and Pa thought you turned right there. It was really just a hill.

Next thing I heard was," PA!!!"

Then I was upside down. We had flipped 4 time.

The Ambulance came and some teens stoped to help. Mimi had many cuts. Pa had a cut behind his ear. Me? I had a bruise on my cheek. God had protected me majorly.

I also have never gone to DQ again. And when I got home, the first thing I asked was,"Do I still have my candy??"

Oh, and today's my dog, Ruby's Birthday... what a coincidence.

Happy 3rd Birthday Ruby!!!

Oh, and did I mention her middle name is Rascal???

The Horrible News

Guys... I have bad news. I am quitting the bloggy buisness.

I will miss you all so very much. I might start blogging again later, but it won't be soon.

I just hope you will understand. And because of it, I am writing you this letter:


Dear Friends,

You are so much fun. You are a joy to be friends with. I will pray for you everyday.

I want to tell you that... I will truly miss (sniff, sniff) you. (sobbing)

I am sorry. I have to go.

Oh, and April Fool's!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I Am So Very Sorry

I am extremely sorry that I didn't do a post yesterday. I am very, very sick and have an "unknown" virus.


Now... let me tell you some of my symptoms:


Horrible chest cough, sore throat, glassy eyes, tired every single second and sore almost everywhere. Did I mention the sore throat? Just checking.


Q: Why do people think they sing like Carrie Underwood when they sound like a dying rat? Just curious. I mean, some people on American Idol think they sound incredibly good, and they are, but... others sound (how do I word this right?) BAD.


Oh, by the way, do like the bold, big letters?

It Can't Be

I am the kind of person who would rather watch an older show like Full House than a new Disney Channel Original movie. I am non-stop watching an old tv classic. Not that I don't watch any new ones, but I do like the old shows better than the new ones. Some of them aren't even that old! My favorite shows are Full House, Brady Bunch, 7th Heaven, Little House on the Prairie, Saved By the Bell and a few others.

For Christmas I got Full House The Eighth Season. When I received it I started to read the back. It said... LAST SEASON!!!!!!!!!!!! How is this possible!!! So now, as I write this blog I watch the last season of Full House. I think I am going to cry, but I'll suck it up.

Hopefully I will soon stop crying about (sniff, sniff) The Last Season of Full House...