Sunday, December 26, 2010

Ahhhh Christmas...

 We all love Christmas. You know, I bet even Jewish people like Christmas. (They get a week off. I mean, seriously, who doesn't love time off?)
 This Christmas, I got something I have been badgering my mother about for a while: a camera. It is a purple Coolpix camera and I love it already, although I have not used it yet...

 But I think today's post should not be about what we get, and instead be about the memories of past Christmas's. Particularly the funny ones.
 Like the one I am about to share with you. It took place at my darling cousin's house, and involves a beagle named Rascal.

 Rascal was a rambunctious little puppy, and was around a large Christmas tree that was covered in lights. This is NOT a good combination. I repeat, NOT a good combination.
 We were all playing with the dog, taunting him with toys, and then pulling them out of reach at the last second, ya' know, the normal stuff.
 After getting tired of being tricked repeatedly, he went to sniff the lovely, GIANT tree.

 Long story short, the dog got tangled in the lights and practically pulled the tree down.

 Feel free to post your own funny Christmas memories.

 Buh-Bye! <3

Sunday, December 19, 2010


 I am one of those people who freaks themselves out to the point that it is funny. If you are one of my friends and I have watched a scary movie with you, you would already know this little fact about me.
 It is funny, though. My Brain pushes me to a point where I cannot sleep, therefore, act like a drunk two-year-old. (Which, as certain family members of mine can vouch for, is a very funny thing. Don't ask.)
 Take my friend Amanda. Since 6th grade, I have been invited to her sleepover birthday parties. And as long as I have known her, she has loved scary movies. Every year, Amanda asks me to give her a list of movies to watch for her birthday. This list must include two scary movies and two funny movies.
 In 6th grade, we watched The Haunting in Connecticut.
 I screamed. A lot. And we only made it through about half of the movie, then it was time to go to sleep. I had to sleep next to the T.V. And the bed. And the closet. And the storage space. And the door to the hallway. I was forced to sleep in between each of these things that my Brain had made, by this point, completely and utterly terrifying places.
 Now, I was the last one to fall asleep. Of course. I ended up getting about 3 1/2 hours of sleep. (This is still not the point where the drunk two-year-old comes in, believe it or not.)
 The funny thing about what my Brain does, after the point of the initial shock, a.k.a. the first night after the watching of the movie, is that I constantly replay the most terrifying bit of the movie while trying to fall asleep.
 The total loss of sleep added together is what makes the two-year-old come to the surface.
 Believe me, you would not believe it to be the same person. I have been know to laugh at stupid things when I am normal (Hahahahahahahaha! Cause that actually happens. Hehehe!) and have had a normal amount of sleep. But when I am sleep deprived, my hyperness and "laugh-box" get kicked into over-drive.              
 It's fun while it lasts, but it is not something you would want to force yourself into.

 Anywho, I remembered to post this week, and that's what's important!

 See you guys next week! Buh-Bye! <3

Friday, December 10, 2010

Keeping Time, Not My Forte

 So once again, I am late. I am VERY SORRY!!!! I miss you guys, ya know that? But then I forget to talk to you. (When I say, "You Guys," I use the term loosely. I am pretty sure this is just me talking to myself...)
 Anywho, how would you people be doing? I am well. Thanks for asking, Brain, I mean, you guys!
 Argh. Nothing too eventful, lately. I will, I think, be meeting with some of my buddies: thescottishpoodle (Sarah), and Taylor Hayes (Taylor).
 Either way, so far, not much has happened.
 Well, actually, I did get a Christmas tree! I did ALL of the decorating, but I don't really mind it, soooooo.... But it's all nice and pretty in my living room now! As Sarah has seen. And so have her dogs*.
 Well, I suppose I will be going now, seeing as how I have nothing going on in my so-called "life."


 *thescottishpoodle, aka, Sarah, and her dog Bailey have a blog as well. Look them up. I don't really remember the URL, so hopefully she will post it in the comments, or you could just try looking up thescottishpoodle, but I'm not super sure about that. Sarah?