The Snow Attacks!

Wouldn't you know it? We're in Massachusetts and of course it has to be hit with a huge blizzard, tons of snow, and now we're snowed in at my uncle's house. It had to be our last day in MA. Last year there was a fire in the hotel in the room across from ours our first day there, and now our last day here a huge storm. It must be something about this place that hates us. Thank God He kept us safe, and thank God my dad is a good driver. 

Massachusetts

Howdy hey from MA. Massachusetts that is. Traveled from 10 to 5 to get here for the big Bennet family reunion. Three Uncles, Three Aunts, 7 cousins (the oldest is 16 and the youngest is 3), my grandparents, and of course one sister and the 'rents. Every year around this time we come here to have a good time laughing and hanging with everybody. My uncle - who's a cop- always tells the funniest stories about the stupid people that he meets. I love Massachusetts because where my uncle lives, in Sandwich, has very little light pollution, so I  get to see the stars which i love. I'm such a country girl. When I went on a missions trip we stayed in the mountains and could see millions of stars it was amazing and wonderful. 

book ever.

Read the best book ever. Sucks to be Me, Buy it on Amazon, See the author's page

It's a book about a girl who has to decide whether or not to become a vampire.Great story, I found myself laughing out loud. Great better than Twilight. Also check out Blue Bloods. Check them both out!

Stars

Twinkle, twinkle does the star,

burning brightly from afar.

Each one a beacon of light,

burning, burning, burning bright.

God created for the enjoyment of all

especially the ones that fall.

The joy discovered in staring at the heavens above

that, is what I love.

Polly Wants A Murder (bad title I know)

Here's a story I am writing in response to this prompt from Writer's Digest.

A man buys a parrot, and is horrified when he discovers the only thing it can say is, “If you ever tell anyone what you saw, I’ll kill you.”
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Howard walked into the pet store. His twelve year old son, Jack, was adamant about getting a parrot. Howard was not so thrilled with the idea, he didn't like birds very much, but Jack wanted it so Jack would get it. He headed over to the parrot section and saw the store had only one parrot left. The parrot was primarily green with a bit of blue by it's eyes. It was a pretty bird, as good as any. Howard bought the bird, a cage, and some bird food. He set the bird cage with the parrot inside on the passenger seat beside him in his silver corolla. As he drove home he tried talking to the bird.
"Polly want a cracker?" he said chuckling.
"If you ever tell anyone what you saw, I'll kill you," the parrot replied. Howard was shocked and a bit disturbed. Why would a parrot say such a thing? Birds only repeated what they heard, so where could he have heard such a thing? The tv was the logical choice, and the one that was the reason.
"Is that all you say fella?"
"If you ever tell anyone what you saw, I'll kill you," the bird repeated. Howard, who had a very active imagination, started to imagine all types of scenarios that would cause the bird to say that one phrase. He could have been the pet of a mobster, a hit man, or-less exciting- an actor rehearsing his lines. Then once Howard had the image of an evil man threatening an innocent person, he wondered if he should go to the police. He quickly rejected that, what could he tell them? Maybe he could do some sleuthing, so he did a quick u-turn and headed back to the pet shop.
"Excuse me," he said to the cashier, a teenage boy with a spiky purple Mohawk and several piercings, "was this parrot owned before?"
"Yeah," the boy replied, briefly looking up before going back to looking at a magazine.
"By who?" The boy sighed.
"Why?"
"I just want to know," the boy sighed again and turned to a filing cabinet, opened it and started to look through the files. He pulled one out.
"Mr. and Mrs. Keith Langston."
"Thank you," Howard left the store and drove to a pay phone where there was a phone book. He looked up Keith Langston. Keith lived at 34 Acorn Street, a couple blocks away. Howard got back in his car and drove to Acorn Street. He was excited to be acting like a detective. Just like Hercule Poirot, the detective in the books by Agatha Christie he read, or like Sam Spade in his favorite movie The Maltese Falcon. By this time he had reached the house. It was a a small, white house, with a white picket fence and green shutters. Howard got out of the car and walked up the pathway to the door. He rang the doorbell and waited for an answer. Soon the door was opened by a woman. She had wispy brown hair pulled into a bun, and was wearing jeans, a tee, and an apron.
"Yes?" She said regarding Howard curiously.
"Are you Mrs. Langston?"
"Yes."
"My name is Howard Timothy, I just bought a parrot at the pet store down the street, that I believe you owned previously."
"What if I did?"
"The parrot only says one thing, 'If you tell anyone what you saw, I'll kill you', I was wondering if you have any idea why."
"Oh, my husband loves those mystery movies where that seems to be their favorite line," Howard felt like a fool.
"I'm sorry to bother you, it's just that my imagination got the best of me."
"No problem, if you repeat a phrase to the bird a couple dozen times it'll say that instead of that old line."
"Ok thank you," Howard said feeling like a complete imbecile. He got back in his car and drove home. Jack loved his parrot that he named Polly, and soon taught it to say "Hello Jack" the other phrase was soon forgotten.
"Who was that dear?" Mr. Langston said to his wife after she closed the door after Howard's departure. Keith Langston was a wimpy man with balding hair and coke-rimmed glasses.
"A man asking about our old parrot. Apparently that parrot kept repeating 'If you tell anyone what you saw, I'll kill you.'" She regarded her husband, hands on hips.
"I didn't tell anyone I swear!" He stammered.
"Keep it that way, because if you tell anyone what happened to your precious Miss Rose I will kill you."

The End.

Well that turned out pretty good, if I do say so myself, for no prior planning.

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait Quiz

Who Should Paint You: M.C. Escher

Open and raw, you would let your true self show for your portrait. And even if your painting turned out a bit dark, it would be honest.

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

Merry Christmas!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Merry Christmas to one and all
I hope snow does fall.
Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year,
it fills every one with good cheer.
People laugh, and have a good time,
on this day sublime.
Merry Christmas to one and all.

The Christmas Story

Matthew 1:18-24
18This is how the birth of Jesus Christ came about: His mother Mary was pledged to be married to Joseph, but before they came together, she was found to be with child through the Holy Spirit. 19Because Joseph her husband was a righteous man and did not want to expose her to public disgrace, he had in mind to divorce her quietly.

20But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, "Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. 21She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus, because he will save his people from their sins."

22All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had said through the prophet: 23"The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel"—which means, "God with us."

24When Joseph woke up, he did what the angel of the Lord had commanded him and took Mary home as his wife.

Luke 2:4-20
4So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. 6While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, 7and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.

8And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. 9An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. 11Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. 12This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger."

13Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
14"Glory to God in the highest,
and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests."

15When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, "Let's go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about."

16So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. 17When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, 18and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. 19But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. 20The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

What Color Lights Are You?

You Are Gold Lights

Your holidays are a time of abundance and riches. Even if you don't have a lot during the rest of the year, this is the time that you splurge a little. Your holidays traditions tend to be a bit old fashioned and dignified. You like old holiday movies, properly wrapped presents, and family recipes passed down over the years.

What Color Christmas Lights Are You?

Snow Day!

Well today was a snow day, so here's a poem.

Wake up hours late,

and think "Great,

no school today

time to play.

Hang out inside

or outside, you decide.

No work to do

i love snow days, this is true.

Yeah, not exactly my best poem. My creativity seems to be shot right now. Here's a past snow poem.

Snow floats down to the ground

Falling softly and without a sound

The grass is covered with white

Snow is such a delight

It makes everything pure and new

Making the world seem honest and true

The ground is a blank canvas for artlet your imagination come from your heart

Build a snow-man, make a snow-angel, live, laugh, and enjoy life

So what did I do with my snow day? My love, painting! No stealing my wonderful picture :P

Christmas Quiz

Your Christmas is Modern

Your wish for the New Year is more happiness. For you, Christmas is a spiritual holiday. You can't separate it from your beliefs. You are patient when it comes to Christmas. You don't celebrate too early, and you don't like seeing holiday decorations in October. You like Christmas traditions, but you're not uptight about them. You do things your way. You have some preferred ways of celebrating Christmas, but you're open to compromise. You love Christmas. You enjoy almost every aspect and tradition of the holidays. You like giving to your friends and family during Christmas. You focus on the people you're close to.

What Does Your Christmas Say About You?

My Ideal Career

Your Career Type: Artistic

You are expressive, original, and independent. Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts, music, or art. You would make an excellent: Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer Dancer - DJ - Graphic Designer Illustrator - Musician - Sculptor The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.

What's" Your Ideal Career?

This One's Weird..

My last words... weird

Your Last Words: "Tell them I said something."

And then you die.

What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?

Pizza Test

I love online quizzes, so much fun :)

Your Pizza Says:

You tend to be attracted to rustic, homemade foods. You don't like fancy restaurant food. You prefer your own cooking. Pizza Topping You Should Try: Basil Stay away from: Any pizza overloaded with a mess of toppings

The Pizza Test

Fortunes

Here are some interesting fortunes I have gotten from fortune cookies.

"A clever crow will always paint its feather black."
"It is too late to start digging a well when you feel thirsty."
And my personal favorite...
"Love is when someone gives to the other the best piece of chicken." lol!

It Was a Dark and Stormy Day

Splish splash, the rain cries out
I walk on, a care without.
Some might despair over the pouring rain,
not I, nor shall I utter a complain.
The feeling of the soft droplets falling on my face
that feeling you cannot replace.
Softly falling rain is my delight,
and it feels just right.
Rain may make the world seem dark and gray,
but only if you think of it that way.
The rain waters the grass and feeds the flowers,
oh the blessings of rain showers.
The next time the day is overcast and wet,
make sure all the blessings of rain, you won't forget.

Woot!

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The Tweleve Days Of Christmas

Well I'm sure everyone has heard of this song before, and I'm feeling in a Christmas-y mood so here ya go. Also check out this webbie for what people believe the song to really be about, I personally believe it's true, though some don't it. It reminds me of the whole thing where believers drew fishes in the ground to show they were fellow believers, check this out for the full story. <><

On the first day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
A Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the second day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the third day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the fourth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the fifth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the sixth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the seventh day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the eighth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the ninth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the tenth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Ten Lords a Leaping
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the eleventh day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
Eleven Pipers Piping
Ten Lords a Leaping
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

On the twelfth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
12 Drummers Drumming
Eleven Pipers Piping
Ten Lords a Leaping
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

Sonnets

Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare: (The best sonnet in the world. In Sense and Sensibility, "I do believe it is tempests..." love that movie)

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love,
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.

Oh, no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests.. and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love is not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out.. even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
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Sonnet 1 by Me (don't make fun of it please, it's my first sonnet)

Life sometimes makes me feel terribly down.
I come to believe no one cares at all,
And that the world is making me its clown.
Life and I are involved in quite a brawl.

Though Life tries to destroy me there is hope,
Yes, hope for a better, happier life.
With friends, family, and God I can cope,
It matters not what I face, nor what strife.

I have God on my side, and those most dear,
To help bail me out in times of trouble.
To help me with the problems I face here.
If I call, they help me on the double.

Life often brings me down from time to time,
But I know I can count on those sublime.