Okay. So for those of you who don't know, I am in Idaho, as Matt and my parents went to Hawaii.
AND I AM NOW SIXTEEN!!!!!!!!!WHOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now that that's out of the way, MAN, we've done so much in Idaho.
On my birthday, grandma treated me to a pedicure, and now my nails are smothered with the kind of polish that never comes off (like, if a H-Bomb dropped on our house, there would be nothing left but my toenails, that's how strong it is). That was a lot of fun, and then we went ICE SKATING! Most of my siblings had never been before, but we had tons of great times. Everything was going great, but Grandma finally pulled everyone off the ice (there was hardly anybody there, seeing as Boise kids aren't out of school yet), and gave me five minutes just to skate by myself. Naturally, I went as fast as I could possibly go, tried a few fancy things, and probably just looked really stupid, but was having fun, when it was time for me to get off. I thought I'd end with a bang, so I got up to full speed, trying to savor the wind in my hair while I could, and the pick of my skate dug into the ice. I swear, everything went in slow motion. There was a lady there with her two kids, and they turned around all dramatically and their eyes got really big and the little boys scattered so I wouldn't hit them. I got about two seconds of air, then slammed on the ice on both knees, although the left one got the brunt, and ended up flat, sliding across the rink on my back. The lady was pretty freaked out, and was yelling, "YOU OKAY?!" But, had the wind not been totally knocked out of me, I would have been laughing too hard to hear her. I honestly didn't feel much pain, and was just wheezing at how amazingly awesome my blowout had been. I doubt any crash shall ever compare with it. So I got off the ice and kinda limped over to the stands to make sure nothing was broken (by this time, the pain had kinda started to make itself present, but it wasn't too bad). I yanked up my pant leg and the lady passed at that exact moment. She took one look at the enormous lump on my leg, the scars, and the huge blossoming bruise on my knee and said, "WHOA are you all right?" I tried not to laugh, cuz she looked pretty freaked out, and told her that only the bruise was new. But MAN that thing has gotten big and ugly over the last couple days. Tianna, I have a bruise to match your legendary ones. However, it was AMAZING to get back on the ice, and what better way to end such a trip than with a good old-fashioned wipeout to give you some impressive battle scars?
Anywho, the next day we watched Soulsurfer (one of my new all-time favorite movies) and Abbey nearly cried (NEARLY. I'm not quite that big a wuss.) and went to the library. I was pretty much completely in heaven. They had an entire BOOKCASE full of astronomy and physics (no astrophysics, but the two put together count) books. I got two of them and have been boring Faith to tears by the fascinating tidbits inside.
Today, we kinda just hung out. We had a fake funeral for each of my little siblings except Faith, pulling their sad bodies around in a little red wagon outside and weeping and wailing behind the funeral train. I'm sure the neighbors thought we were crazy, but honestly, we are and so is everybody else, they're just too chicken to admit it sometimes. Me, I believe in putting my true self forward. If I'm gonna be myself, might as well have fun doing it, and pretending to die and suddenly come back to life, chasing my siblings around the park behind my grandparents house, is a heck of a lot of fun.
It doesn't quite feel like summer yet because I'm not at home, not with friends, and not writing songs (actually that's a lie. I've recoreded two improvs so far on my Grandma's piano, but I meant guitar songs, which usually mark the beginning of summer) and haven't gone rollerblading.
Anyway, sorry for the novel. Bottom line:
I MISS YOU GUYS!!! EMAIL ME!!! HOW ARE YOU ALL DOING?!?!?! LOVE YA!!!
AND I AM NOW SIXTEEN!!!!!!!!!WHOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now that that's out of the way, MAN, we've done so much in Idaho.
On my birthday, grandma treated me to a pedicure, and now my nails are smothered with the kind of polish that never comes off (like, if a H-Bomb dropped on our house, there would be nothing left but my toenails, that's how strong it is). That was a lot of fun, and then we went ICE SKATING! Most of my siblings had never been before, but we had tons of great times. Everything was going great, but Grandma finally pulled everyone off the ice (there was hardly anybody there, seeing as Boise kids aren't out of school yet), and gave me five minutes just to skate by myself. Naturally, I went as fast as I could possibly go, tried a few fancy things, and probably just looked really stupid, but was having fun, when it was time for me to get off. I thought I'd end with a bang, so I got up to full speed, trying to savor the wind in my hair while I could, and the pick of my skate dug into the ice. I swear, everything went in slow motion. There was a lady there with her two kids, and they turned around all dramatically and their eyes got really big and the little boys scattered so I wouldn't hit them. I got about two seconds of air, then slammed on the ice on both knees, although the left one got the brunt, and ended up flat, sliding across the rink on my back. The lady was pretty freaked out, and was yelling, "YOU OKAY?!" But, had the wind not been totally knocked out of me, I would have been laughing too hard to hear her. I honestly didn't feel much pain, and was just wheezing at how amazingly awesome my blowout had been. I doubt any crash shall ever compare with it. So I got off the ice and kinda limped over to the stands to make sure nothing was broken (by this time, the pain had kinda started to make itself present, but it wasn't too bad). I yanked up my pant leg and the lady passed at that exact moment. She took one look at the enormous lump on my leg, the scars, and the huge blossoming bruise on my knee and said, "WHOA are you all right?" I tried not to laugh, cuz she looked pretty freaked out, and told her that only the bruise was new. But MAN that thing has gotten big and ugly over the last couple days. Tianna, I have a bruise to match your legendary ones. However, it was AMAZING to get back on the ice, and what better way to end such a trip than with a good old-fashioned wipeout to give you some impressive battle scars?
Anywho, the next day we watched Soulsurfer (one of my new all-time favorite movies) and Abbey nearly cried (NEARLY. I'm not quite that big a wuss.) and went to the library. I was pretty much completely in heaven. They had an entire BOOKCASE full of astronomy and physics (no astrophysics, but the two put together count) books. I got two of them and have been boring Faith to tears by the fascinating tidbits inside.
Today, we kinda just hung out. We had a fake funeral for each of my little siblings except Faith, pulling their sad bodies around in a little red wagon outside and weeping and wailing behind the funeral train. I'm sure the neighbors thought we were crazy, but honestly, we are and so is everybody else, they're just too chicken to admit it sometimes. Me, I believe in putting my true self forward. If I'm gonna be myself, might as well have fun doing it, and pretending to die and suddenly come back to life, chasing my siblings around the park behind my grandparents house, is a heck of a lot of fun.
It doesn't quite feel like summer yet because I'm not at home, not with friends, and not writing songs (actually that's a lie. I've recoreded two improvs so far on my Grandma's piano, but I meant guitar songs, which usually mark the beginning of summer) and haven't gone rollerblading.
Anyway, sorry for the novel. Bottom line:
I MISS YOU GUYS!!! EMAIL ME!!! HOW ARE YOU ALL DOING?!?!?! LOVE YA!!!
Yay! I'm glad you're having fun. Maybe I should just join you in Idaho! haha JK We'll have to compare battle scars when you get back and then go ice skating and get some more =D lol
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