Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Behind the bench with the cushion, there is a fishingpole, with a pink flag attached to it. The flag is fairly high- probably about two and a half feet from the back of the bench. attached also to the back of the bench is a green plastic strip, with several large jingle bells attached to it. These don't ring when you drive, so someone who is sitting in the back has to grab the strip and shake it around to make the bells ring.
When we ride on the sleigh, we have two blankets, and each backed bench gets one. The dog, Bear, usually rides in between a backed bench and the bench in the middle, and sometimes he runs behind, or in front of, the sleigh.
There are several advantages and disadvantages of riding in each seat.
Advantages of riding in the middle: it's not backed, so you can see either way, or even ride sideways. It's also far more exciting than being on either of the backed sides.
Disadvantages: you have a far higher chance of falling off, and your feet are usually very cramped.
Advantages of riding in the cushion seat: you can see where you're going, and when to duck. And your butt is comfy.
Disadvantages: two words: windburn hurts.
Advantages of riding in the other backed seat: no windburn! It's still comfy, you get a blanket, and it's very interesting to go backwards.
Disadvantages: you have to rely on your siblings' faulty warnings as to when to duck.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
So, I guess this post is a day late, for the Christmas. Or maybe not (remember the twelve days of Christmas? Christmas is just beginning, people!). But anyway, day late or not, Merry Christmas to all of you.
And the Happy New Year thing, too. :P
As I am typing this, I am sitting at my grandpa's computer, at my Grandma and Grandpa R's house. It is quite pretty here, in Wisconsin (the mitten state). The computer/chair is right next to this large window, and it's sooooo snowy outside. That and they have all these bird feeders, so occasionally you can look outside and there'll be some bird eating food. It's quite lovely.
Besides that, although the house is on the edge of a development, it's also somewhat in the middle of nowhere (you have to go through a bit of forest, and over a railroad track to get here), and looking out the window, you can see all this forest, and what is usually a field, is now completely covered with snow. So. Pretty.
This Christmas I think is one of the best ones I have had. First of all- all the amazing, AMAZING people I get to see. This is something every year, but especially this year. :)
On Christmas eve, I went to my Grandma and Grandpa J's house, and we had a little family party there, with my family, my grandparent's, my cousins, my other cousins, and my Aunt Laura. We opened presents there, including the Christmas Cousin Present Exchange presents (all cousins who wish to participate are assigned a different cousin to send a gift for- I sent one to my cousin GiGi [who's about... five? I'm not sure] in Colorado. Merry Christmas, GiGi!).
Christmas day we opened presents (see below), went to the 7:15 AM church mass (Oh come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant...), and then later (think around four PM), we went back to our cousins' house, and saw... our grandparents, cousins, and Aunt Laura. :D
Then today we woke up... my dad and I went (again) to the 7:15 AM mass, then we got home, packed... shoveled the drive way (because we got around ten inches of snow), and then my mom and siblings left for my grandma Rhody's house, around 9, and then dad, the dogs and I left around 11:30. We got here at about 1:30-2, then we opened presents here with my Aunt Diane and Uncle Erik, and then Diane and Erik left, and then we went upstairs and sorted out our gifts, and now I'm writing this. :) It's all very nice.
Another reason that this Christmas is one of the best, is that I got a lot of stuff that I wanted.
I got a hot water bottle. With a fuzzy, night sky themed, fleece cover. It is very snuggly, and very, VERY warm. :)
I got PI EARRINGS!! I'm wearing them right now. :) It's got the symbol of pi, then a circle around it. They. Are. Amazing!
And I got a Plato's Closet gift card.
And a watch.
there's just so much. It's all amazing. Thank you so much, everyone!! :)
Thursday, December 23, 2010
But there is still some bad news.
More on that later.
First of all, if you haven't noticed, I'm a fairly crafty person. As in- I like to make strange animals out of socks, obsessively roll tiny strips of paper into a gluey ball that ends up maybe working as a bead sometimes, going mad and attacking t-shirts with scissors, getting stir crazy and painting large unnatural looking things on my walls (sorry about the hospital legs, oh faery... so sorry...), and so on.
Because of this, most of the Christmas presents (okay, almost all the presents) I give, I try to make homemade. So, this means extensive sewing/cutting/gluing.
Another thing about me: I procrastinate. I procrastinate my procrastinating. Sure, there are days when I wake up, punch the air and scream, I WILL NOT PROCRASTINATE TODAY! And those are the days where I'm almost literally everywhere at once, doing my math, practicing piano, making dinner for my mom, etc., etc. But most days... not so much.
As such, as much as I enjoy crafting, I tend to procrastinate it until the last moment, when I look at the calendar and go... "Oh... my gosh... it's.... Christmas eve tomorrow! Heh... I suppose I should make my mom and sister's presents now.. hehehe...." and then worry about it until I finally stumble upon something to make and then have to make it in about ten minutes.
As a procrastinator, I am procrastinating sewing, for reasons I will explain in a minute. Before then, let me post a list as to why I should get all my crafting for presents done early.
- During winter, the basement is usually ice cold, and to prepare for staying downstairs for any length of time (besides when I sleep), I tend to have to wear several sweaters/shirts, and put on a hat. And shoes. Sometimes socks. Point: it's cold.
- The sewing machine is an obstinate metal creature whose entire point in life, it seems, is to work perfectly for my mother, then to explode into a thread covered mess all over my sewing, when she isn't looking.
- Whenever I'm crafting any other season, no one is suspicious. If I start sewing something during winter, everyone assumes (usually correctly) that it is a last minute gift to someone who I really should have had a gift for several months before.
- Due to the fact the sewing machine hates me, I tend to get frustrated at it, stomp upstairs, then spend hours on the computer writing posts like the one you're reading now.
- If I can spread out the times I have to beg my mother to help me destroy the sewing mess, she tends to be less grouchy than she does when I'm coming upstairs every five minutes and saying something along the lines of, "Um... mom? Mom? the uh... sewing machine isn't working again."
On a related note: Merry Christmas!
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
I'm the Anti-Hero
Alone, broody, and so insanely cool it hurts.