Rainy Days

I am one of those very odd people who really, really loves rainy days. I curl up with a cup of tea, and a book, and I am a happy camper. This being said, when the rain is cold, I do not particularly like to go out on rainy days. The water leaks into my shoes, and soaks the hem of my skirt, even IF I remember to bring my umbrella, which I often do not. When I forget to bring my umbrella, I end up soaked to the skin, with my clothes clinging to my body. My glasses get water on them, so I am also pretty much blind. Yeah. Besides all this, I am cold. I HATE being cold. I am a total weenie about it. I could deal with the wet, if it were not for the cold, ugh. So that's it I guess, I am not really sure what the point of this was. Oh, well I am going to post it anyway.

Not all bubbles and sparkles

So, lovely people, how are you today? I am doing fairly well, thank you. It was a beautiful day today, and I got to leave math class early because I already know how to factor expressions. Hah! Despite this amazing piece of good fortune, sadly, my life is not all bubbles and sparkles. (I made that phrase up, isn't it brilliant?) You see, I  am without employment. *sigh* You may ask, "How could this possibly be, seeing as you are brilliant and highly employable?"  Well you see, I am, alas, quite young, and I have no real job experience. I really only have domestic and babysitting experience. Also, I have no car and no driver's license, so I can only apply to places within walking distance. Therefore, my choices are quite limited. I have applied to most of these places, and also attempted to appeal to many people for babysitting jobs, but I have had no luck. So, I confess I am currently a bit down in the dumps. I was not originally planning on going home for the summer, but now I might have to. Oh well, c'est la vie.

Sharpie tattoos

So last night, when I was supposed to be doing my homework, I stayed up until 2:30 a.m. watching Steve Wilkos and drawing sharpie tattoos all over my legs. I drew a river with birds flying over it, a purple rose, a purple flower, a colourful thing, a heart, and a big sun. They looked wonderful when I first drew them, I swear. But overnight they blurred and transferred colours and now they look simply horrendous. Also, the inside of my jeans are covered in various colours. Just fabulous. 

This is the tattoo my mother is getting for a family friend with breast cancer. 

Duck

So my little brother is shipping off to basic training soon, and I thought that, in honour of that, I would tell you a story about him. He is a grown man now, but once upon a time he was 2 years old. One day we came home from church, and in class my brother had made a little puffball with 2 googly eyes, a beak, and two webbed feet. He was very proud of it and showed it to everyone. All the adults oohed and aaahhed over his puffball. My Aunt T (who was in her 30's) said to him, "Kurt, that is a nice chicken."

Kurt sagely corrected her, "It's a duck."

"No, see Kurt, it's a chicken"

"It's a duck"

"Chicken"

"Duck"

"Chicken"

"Duck"

This continued for about two minutes, until my mother stepped in. Now I was raised in a fairly conservative household, and we were taught to respect our elders, even when they were wrong. So my mother said, "Kurtis, do we argue with adults?"

Kurt hung his head."No."

"So what is it?"

Through clenched teeth, my brother replied, "It's a chicken."

"Good, now go get ready for bed."

"Can I sleep with my....chicken?" The last word was said with a grimace.

"Yes, you may."

Later, that evening as my mother tucked tiny 2 year old Kurtis into bed, she asked, "What are you going to name your chicken?"

Clutching his puffball tightly, he blithely replied,

"Duck"

7 reasons not to mess with children

7 Reasons Not To Mess With Children

A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.
The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.

The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.

Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.

The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah."

The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"

The little girl replied, "Then you ask him."



A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.

As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.

The girl replied, "I'm drawing God."

The teacher paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like."

Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, "They will in a minute."

A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds. After explaining the commandment to 'honor' thy father and thy mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?"

Without a pause, one little boy (the oldest child in the family) answered, "Thou shall not kill."

One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast to her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?"

Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white."

The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Mommy, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"



The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture. "Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, he's a doctor.'"

A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher, she's dead."





A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face."

"Yes," the class said.

"Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position, the blood doesn't run into my feet?"

A little fellow shouted, "'Cause your feet ain't empty."




 The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray: "Take only ONE... God is watching."

Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies. A child had written a note: "Take all you want. God is watching the apples."



(my dad sent this to me and I thought it was funny)

something funny

I found this. Most of me agrees with the dog.

A starting ramble

I am starting a blog at one in the morning. Why? I am glad you asked, person who is also up at this hour. Because I am on my third cup of tea, waiting for my energy to load on my facebook Sim game and I have been wanting to start a new blog for a while. By the way, do not play that game. It is addictive. Also, did you know black tea has caffeine in it. Yeah, it does. So now I am going to tell you about my day, because that is actually why I started this blog. I went to classes, which is unimportant, except I drew a portrait of my math professor on the back of my homework, and it didn't look like him at all. In my defense, I only had 15 minutes to draw it. I would show you but he took my homework, so I don't have it. I then went to lunch, and had nachos, which was awesome. I spent most of the afternoon skyping with my dad, and my brother came in, and then we discussed the alarming fact that my little brother, who I could have sworn was a small child, is now turning into a man. I mean, he is almost 18, and he has biceps and stuff. When did that happen?! Then I went to supper and sat by myself. Now I am typing. Excuse the rambling,I am so caffeinated right now. Also, purple is my favourite colour. Bye.