Sunday, August 23, 2009

Hey Everyone quick Poll!

Should I keep the picture of my dog or not??????
My friend thinks my dog is scaring everyone away, i think she is CUTE!
What do you think?
Post in the comments please! I will take a vote!

Sunday, August 9, 2009

teeth

My teeth are white they are not blue,
I would like to show them to you!
They used to be covered with brackets and wire,
Now straight teeth are there to admire.
My braces are off just look at my smile,
This time was definitely worthwhile!
Five years all cooped up and now they are free,
Just look at that smile on little old me.
Brace face is gone; here I am to stay,
My retainer will help keep them this way.
So thank you Babon and all the rest of you,
My teeth are white they are not blue!

Sincerely,


Dooze

Mom

The things I love most to do with my mom is:
1. Sitting with a warm blanket, a bowl of buttery popcorn and a good movie to watch! Her favorite movies I think are; Fox and the Hound, Lady and the Tramp, I Am Sam, The Notebook and most of all her eyelids! My favorite blanket is an ugly old military blanket my great-great grandmother made. My favorite popcorn bowl was a gallon white bowl given to my aunt Kristi! I think this activity best because we can snuggle up and relax!
2. Going on trips and enjoying the fun places and small towns around us. I remember going to South Dakota and enjoying all the national landmarks and then shopping in a little town. An old lady owned a coffee store and she was so sweet. We stayed there and enjoyed our coffee, played checkers and talked it was so much fun. When we went to Idaho Springs comma we stayed at the hot springs and enjoyed the hot caves and warm water. I think my favorite part was swimming under the banana trees! The hotel was really dirty, but the springs were fun!
3. Having a pamper day and enjoying; manicures, pedicures, massage and facials.
4. I loved doing this for my mom, we would scrub our faces and I would give her a nice, but very short massage! I think why I liked was I felt like a real massage therapist!
5. Going hiking all over, skiing, enjoying snow days and relaxing in the sunshine.
We go hiking all over, but my favorite spot is up at our cabin on a rock where you can see all of the lake! Skiing and enjoying snow days includes; fun days up in the mountains, making caves in the blizzard, sledding down different slopes, going tubing and most of all drinking hot cocoa or cider and sitting near the fireplace! Relaxing in the sunshine includes; warm days lying in the sun and getting tans, sitting in a hammock and relaxing with a cozy book or getting active in the water or just walking around.


I love my mom and appreciate all she does for me!

Excuse for being late!

Oh please for give me I am late,
My sister made me sit until we ate.
Her car was broken, my shoes were torn,
I walked here barefoot; see here’s the thorn.
I got my jacket caught on a tree,
The threads just would not pull free.
Then I had to sit and pee,
A bush was all that I could see.
I got lost on my way here,
The directions I got were not very clear.
A river was in a ravine,
I got soaked jumping in between.
I forgot my wallet and had to go back,
Then I sat on a tack.
My sister’s car started to run,
We jumped in and dropped of a nun.
I then found the office and here I am,
Heights office building set for the job, wait why does that sign say, ‘Honey Ham?’

Diary of a Dog

March 3, 2009
Today was a pleasant day; I woke up in momma’s bed. I watched her sit on my water dish and wipe chocolate off her rear. Chocolate makes me sick though, so I walked away.
Then I watched papa make pancakes, I sat there and a funny thing behind me waved to him, every time I got excited! The stupid thing has been wagging and waving, ever since I was born, it feels like!
Then I yelped at a funny looking man, he didn’t look like my papa he had no fur on his head and he was bent over a stick! I was so excited to fetch the stick, I yelped and yelped, but momma just told me to “Shut Up!” Whatever that means?
So I sat by the window and then papa took me for a nice walk! I felt so refreshed after loosing ten pounds!
Then I went in after working hard on my walk, in and out the door, and I laid down. I felt like I had slept all day when…
My heart started racing! My favorite pals were here. I howled hello, then their momma told me, “ Oh, Just Shut up Muffin.” Whatever that means? When I heard my name though, I quietly walked over to my pals for rubbing! It was so nice they rubbed my tummy, talked to me and played with my paws. I was so happy!
Then they ate papa’s pancakes, the spiked fur pal, he slipped me a little piece from under the table! It was tasty mmm.
We went for another walk, but this time I didn’t go potty, I just watched funny looking ladies and their silly, flowery fur cross the street! There is one lady though who we went to see, she sat at a large table!
Every time we see her, after passing through the big doors, I get a treat! Then another funny lady, who I know, but not well rubbed my tummy and talked to papa! Oh I love this place; I am the queen of attention!
Those pals of mine, their momma, my papa and my momma all ate food again! The best part was they talked to me and gave me a treat! Oh, they are so nice! They eat funny though, they used their paws instead of their mouths, first, and it looked like a couple things I drop here and there, on my walks! Anyway they ate and then everyone left and I was alone! I slept for a while, yelped at a passing dog on wheels! He was GINORMOUS I am now very sleepy. Bark to you soon! Zzzzzzzzzz Muffin

The Land of Dreams

My feet sank in the hot sand, as I walked without a care. The tiny crystals drizzled through my toes, relieving my bare skin. A gentle spray curled around my warm, tan legs. A cool mist covered the shoreline in a white cloud. Warm breezes fanned my long brown hair. The piercing sunshine bestowed its rays on my tender skin and the wind gave a warm wave of indulgence as I walked, upon the sand crested beach. In the sky not a cloud laid hand on the powerful sun. The golden light reflected in the teal waters! All was silent, but the sound of waves, rushing to cover the sandy bank. The horizon lay hidden by bushy hills and cliffs of mosses and ivy. The only rate of life upon these grand features was a shimmering waterfall. The waterfall shed colors to reveal its welcome upon the teal body, entering with an effortless splash of subdue! An aroma of coconut and mist was sensational as I basked under the large leaves of Palm. My heart was embarked upon the quiet spot of indulgence. I sunk my feet in the cool water, sinking the feeling and relief in my soul! A mossy rock on the bed, lay as a pillow to my bare feet. The clear salty water, that’s fragrance drugged me with a feeling of relief and comfort, overwhelmed me! I was alone, unafraid and in love. In love with the land that was more of a dream, in love with the place that provided self-esteem and in love with all that gave this place such meaning. My blooded rushed, as I lay drenched in clement waters, drifting far from shore without a care as to where I was going. A gaudy array of fish and coral were all a part of the miraculous scene that sat beneath the timid waters! I rested on the cliff seen from the shore as only a little hill with a water stream. The falling spray ran down my body and it was so profound, I felt of nothing. My body seemed so spiritless in this array of gods wonder that I could only feel of the wind or a cloud. Not a life of remembrance to such fine place. If only I knew this was not the end! I swam with current to shore and sat on the cool bank watching the golden life set to rest, with a farewell that brought such amenity to the nightfall. Sparkling light twinkled in the dusky sky to show a sense of tranquility to the breathtaking glory that now lay at rest! A land of amazement and skepticism!

The Land of Dreams

My feet sank in the hot sand, as I walked without a care. The tiny crystals drizzled through my toes, relieving my bare skin. A gentle spray curled around my warm, tan legs. A cool mist covered the shoreline in a white cloud. Warm breezes fanned my long brown hair. The piercing sunshine bestowed its rays on my tender skin and the wind gave a warm wave of indulgence as I walked, upon the sand crested beach. In the sky not a cloud laid hand on the powerful sun. The golden light reflected in the teal waters! All was silent, but the sound of waves, rushing to cover the sandy bank. The horizon lay hidden by bushy hills and cliffs of mosses and ivy. The only rate of life upon these grand features was a shimmering waterfall. The waterfall shed colors to reveal its welcome upon the teal body, entering with an effortless splash of subdue! An aroma of coconut and mist was sensational as I basked under the large leaves of Palm. My heart was embarked upon the quiet spot of indulgence. I sunk my feet in the cool water, sinking the feeling and relief in my soul! A mossy rock on the bed, lay as a pillow to my bare feet. The clear salty water, that’s fragrance drugged me with a feeling of relief and comfort, overwhelmed me! I was alone, unafraid and in love. In love with the land that was more of a dream, in love with the place that provided self-esteem and in love with all that gave this place such meaning. My blooded rushed, as I lay drenched in clement waters, drifting far from shore without a care as to where I was going. A gaudy array of fish and coral were all a part of the miraculous scene that sat beneath the timid waters! I rested on the cliff seen from the shore as only a little hill with a water stream. The falling spray ran down my body and it was so profound, I felt of nothing. My body seemed so spiritless in this array of gods wonder that I could only feel of the wind or a cloud. Not a life of remembrance to such fine place. If only I knew this was not the end! I swam with current to shore and sat on the cool bank watching the golden life set to rest, with a farewell that brought such amenity to the nightfall. Sparkling light twinkled in the dusky sky to show a sense of tranquility to the breathtaking glory that now lay at rest! A land of amazement and skepticism!

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

A quick jump into thin air,
Lives passing in an unstoppable fall.
Heartbeats sink in as the air rushes around you.
Then a final pulse grasps the string in a pull to safety.
Swinging through the air, time stops in a bank of silence.
Pulling through clouds and fast breezes.
Softly brushing over treetops and structures.
Flying like a bird, guided only by the wind.
Free from all on land, incapable of changes drawn by nature.
Helpless, but free as if in a trance.
Then a quick sweep on to dry ground,
Calms the heart and changes the mindset.
Back on normal, still ground.

Change

Overwhelmed is Change.
Overwhelmed is what you feel, when you get higher in a job.
Overwhelmed is what you feel, when your kids grow up to fast.
Overwhelmed is what you get with Change.
Depression is Change.
Depression is what you feel, when you have to take care of a family alone.
Depression is what you feel, when you start to lose all you have worked for.
Depression is Change.
Happiness is Change.
Happiness is what you feel, when you are able to get a new house.
Happiness is what you feel, when you decide to marry your true love.
Happiness is Change.
Loved is Change.
Loved is what you feel, when holding your new baby.
Loved is what you feel, when you and your spouse hold each other through all the years.
Loved is Change.
Change.

Colors Mean

Black is…

Black is death,
Black is the light in life that is forgotten.
Black is the missing piece in your broken heart,
Black is hidden, yet bold.

Red is…

Red is excitement
Red is cheeks of wonder.
Red is a heart full of love.
Red is wild and fresh.

Blue is…

Blue is calm,
Blue is the water rushing over your toes,
Blue is the ribbon of loyalty and honor,
Blue is free and gentle.

White is…
White is a new beginning,
White is fresh linen wrapped around you,
White is our future, white is unexpected.

Let us be united and full of life. Let us go forward instead of look back. We shall not hail to the black, but look forward to a new beginning. We shall be true. We live our lives free in the RED, WHITE and BLUE!

Fire

A hot storm,
Making all turn warm.
A sudden spark and a flash,
Can leave everything as ash.
The mighty strength conduced by wind,
But the powerful smoke is the way it begins!
Silent yet deadly it travels so far,
The golden flame shines like a star!
Beware of its power for it can start quick,
Just from the flame of a candle stick!

You Are Never a failure!

As a child you are told to go after whatever you dream of.
You may want to be a Princess or a professional football player.
You have self-confidence that no other person will be better at that job than you.
You feel good!
Than you try out for a football team and you sit on the bench 90% of the time.
Or you try to be a princess and you find out you have to be a royal family member.
You have failed. You are a Failure.

You just made quarterback of the greatest team and are in the Super bowl.
You just were pronounced CEO of the magazine “Poise.”
You feel good.
Then your team is counting on you to throw the touchdown when you trip, you lose the game.
Or you don’t fill the complete quota because a marketer just canceled.
You have failed. You are a failure.

You are a parent and have done everything in your power to raise your daughter well.
Or you are a child who’s head of the class, Teachers Pet.
You feel good.
Then you have her boyfriend over and are astonished by her choice.
Or you have a test that you studied for and forgot all about your science homework.
You have failed. You are a Failure.

This is how many people feel, a failure in all times of life. If you can remember, as a child hearing, go after whatever you dream of. Maybe you feel you have failed at that dream, but that isn’t all the saying tells you. The saying tells you to keep your head high and not to give up. A failure at one thing isn’t a failure at everything. Keep trying!

Out the Window

The light pierced,
Through the hazy fog.
Then all grew dark!
A rumble shook the house still.
Piercing shouts cried in the prairie,
Shadows crept closer.
An orange glow gleamed in the brush.
The light flashed again and again,
The rumble shook the floorboards.
Clutched to the floor,
Her legs trembled.
The shadows crept closer and closer.
The glow flashed through her window.
Her heart pounced, her breath weakened.
Then her body lay limp, as she watched the fire come closer to her home.
A shadow, in the glare of the window, thrust her limp body to his chest.
Her scream was silenced by the stable figure.
Rushing out the home into the brush and smoke they ran!
Looking back a horrid laugh and dreaded glow thrust upon her home.
She saw her fathers figure watching his daughters eyes fill with tears,
He ran her to safety in the darkness,
Calming her heart with a soothing voice!
She came to a warm cottage where she looked out the window!
The Civil War wasn’t over!

LOST!

I was definitely lost. My mind was flooded, my throat was dry, I started to sweat, I couldn’t think. I wasn’t in Egypt or on a major search for treasure, I was in 10th grade algebra. I was LOST!
My teacher was at the front going on about how with each point is a new distance. She was saying something about radicals, or was that relish. No relish, why would she be talking about relish, ooh now I’m hungry. Mmmm a warm hot dog covered in relish. Yes that would be good. Wait get back to the subject, oh darn she erased it. Wait m=5x+ square root of 63. Is this part of the problem, why is Lucinda looking at me? Can she tell I am out of it? Oh, Jeremiah is waving his hair, he is so cute, and Brandi is glaring at him, if only I were Brandi. Dating the star quarterback. Oh look at him he is flexing his muscles; oh I just want to give them a tight squeeze, as I wrap my arms around him.
“Emily, EEEEEEEEEMMMILY!” croaked Ms. Evans. “Yes Ms. I am sorry, what were you asking?” The room filled with laughter! Jeremiah almost choked on his own spit he was laughing so hard! :”I was asking if you would please come to the front and solve this problem?” “Yes Ms. I am truly sorry!” I almost threw up as I stumbled down the desks to the front of the class 62y= square root of 85 –102x +b I quickly wrote: This problem is against my religious belief; therefore I cannot solve this problem. Just as I finished, I threw the chalk down and marched out the door, on account of I had to hurl, my lungs out!
The religious thing, I heard about in the classic book of Calvin and Hobbes. I left school real early that day, I was to afraid to show my face again after pulling a stunt like that, especially in front of Jeremiah. My parents, got a phone call that evening as we were eating our dinner, it was hard enough to choke down that meatloaf, besides having my parents leave the table to discuss, what was said by Principal Smith. Just as I finished my father sent me to get ready for bed, and as I walked down the stairs they both met me to discuss the matter.
The next day, I was sent directly to principal Smith’s office. The school met for an assembly in the cafeteria, where I was to announce my improper answer and the reasoning behind it. Principal Smith told me later that was all my parents, idea and he was just going to have me apologize to my teachers. Talk about a hurl Girl! I missed lunch that day, I didn’t feel to swift, but later Coralline slipped me a note in class! I got truly red, until I read it! Dear Emily, If you want a tutor on algebra, I am cheap and I will help you three hours everyday after school! I was so excited; I reached over and shook her hand. One week later, I am up at the front desk side by side with Coralline and ready to answer any questions, the teacher might ask! “ Emily EEEEEEEMMILY” “ Yes, Ms.Evans” “Are you staring at Jeremiah or the wall?” “ The wall, Ms.Evans!” Well maybe not all the questions!

Grandpa

My grandpas birthday was a couple days ago, so I dedicated this poem to him!

Grandpa you’re the greatest,
There is nothing you can’t do!
The things that we can’t you can,
Even though your 72.
Your age is not a worry,
It’s more wisdom with each day.
I hope this birthday poem.
Makes you happy in every way.
You’re charming and sweet,
Such a great person to have around!
Each moment with you is better,
I have always found!
Don’t take this day to hard,
Just look at it like this.
With each year that your older,
Adds more to your greatness!


You’re Truly Special To Me
You’ve loved your kids and grandkids, too;
Your heart is so tender and kind.
I remember the time you used to say you knew a monkey,” It is you!”
I also remember sitting on a tractor and think it would drive off with me behind!
Your unselfish heart and the joy in your eyes,
Makes me realize how truly special we are.
I love you grandpa, and hope this is a delightful surprise.
Just like that homemade cigar!
I wish you my love and for you to know,
I love you more than the world could show!


Grandfather
Take a break,
Be set at ease.
Close your ears,
To all who tease!
My memories with you,
Are truly fond!
I am so thankful,
For the time we’ve had to bond.
You are there to help,
All in need,
Your footsteps,
Are my life’s lead.
I wish you happiness,
Through the years,
Your smile and laughter,
Fill me with joyful tears!
This poem is just for you,
Happy Birthday Grandpa,
I love you!

Pies

Mama in the kitchen,
Kneading the dough.
Her face and apron full of flour,
Her hands mixing and pulling like so.
Fruit fillings being made of,
Blueberry, peach, apple and plum.
The filling covers the golden crust,
I just smell the aromas and say,” Oh yum!”
Grandpas waiting patiently for a slice!
Mama peels the layers on top, like grandma used to do!
The heat of the fire, quickly browns the coat,
After it cools we all get a bite of the delicious goo!

Full of Power

Once upon the daylight hour,
I myself sitting, full of power.
Watching all whom dream, from my tower.
Myself waiting that which cower.
As I sat there in the daylight hour.
Three visitors came; a river, a tree and a flower.
I listened and heard the dreams of each cower.
Most interesting was that of the flower.
The tree wished to be taken and dressed in flour.
And hold the delicacy that would soon be to devour.
I picked up my stick of power,
“You are the now to be a table at the bakery of Tom Hower.”
The river wished to move and spray, once a nightly hour.
I said, “You are to be a boiling shower.”
Last, but not least in that daylight hour, came the dream of the flower.
She wished to live in the home of a kind plower.
To sit in the suns rays and get a cool shower,
Yet smell baked bread in the morn covered with flour!
I said your dream has come true, “You are a sweet flower!”