Snow!!!!

It is currently snowing. I love the look of it. I want to run outside and dance in it. Infact, i think I will. I want to laugh, cry, and dance. I don't care what kind it is. I just want to dance in the snow. 

I know that feeling

I think I am in the mood Kacy was in. Infatuthymic. If some nice boy said something nice to me, I would completely fall in love. 12 is way to young to be feeling this but I can't help myself. I can't exactly put it into words. 

On other notes, our Aunt and Uncle from New Jersey are here!!!! I am so happy. I could fly. Infatuthymic, and family are nice.

What is a good title for this??

In all my 12 almost thirteen years of life, I have never known someone I love to move. I think that made me a little more vulnerable. I know people who live far away from me, but I had never known them to move. Until now. Yesterday one of moms closest friends told us they are moving to South Carolina in April. I realize now how hard it can be to be aware of the fact someone is moving.  I kept telling myself that I need to move on. Not like forget them, but to stop thinking about it, get some work done. But, sometimes moving on is the hardest thing. 

The end of the Tunnel

Yeah, thanks for the great idea Sarah. I really appreciate you giving me name ideas for my next post :)

So, My last post was something of doom and gloom. I finally realized what my problem was. I went through a small tunnel, that was rather dark, I got out and the light was so bright I simply closed my eyes. It seemed dark to me. How blind I am. I look around and see how utterly stupid I am. Just look. I have an amazing family that loves me a lot. I have cousins who all are amazing in their own way. I also have tons of friends. So, I think that there was really no tunnel. It was just me closing my eyes to the world. 

See! I am not so clueless

Sometimes I suprise people. I know some people who love to throw blonde jokes at me and my family. Ha ha ha. Its really funny when I don't get the joke! oh yah, watch me laugh. Theres a lot of things that some people don't really think I get. or hear. I gather things that some people don't really know. You know the book Twighlight? My older sisters have read it. They talk about it all the time with their friends. I have gathered so much. Yep, Edward, Bella, Vampires the whole deal. I can't read the books so I am left with little clues, here and there. I have heard lots about movies, like Dark Knight. OH well, its life. Some times I am not sure if I am just talking to myself, or everyone. But right now, you might notice I am not so clueless. This twelve year old girl who is trying to grow up, but not hit the world to fast. It's hard. Maybe tomorrow will be different, maybe just maybe I will crash through the ice and feel the sun. I am not sad all the time, but I feel left out sometimes. I shouldn't be upset, but it is the life of a girl who is the third girl in her family of six kids. Maybe, just maybe I will find what I want to do with my life. I am in that point in life where I am growing up, but still a kid. Fly, I feel like flying sometimes. I think that my time to fly will come soon.

Christmas Music

Everything whirls around my head, Christmas here and there. I almost don't want to think about it. I want to explode inside. I go down to our computer. The earphones are essential. I go to our Christmas playlist. Something slow or fast? Manehiem steamroller. My heart is set on that one song. I play. The memories roll in faster that I can blink. Dancing with the twins. Christmas morning. Everything for those few seconds are perfect. I savor the one song until it stops. I am not sure what it did to me, but those 3 minuets and 16 seconds were amazing. Now I can wait a week, now I can wait till Christmas time. 

Meet Rudolph

Town Crier: Wake UP everyone!! I have an important announcement. I would like you all to meet Rudolph.              :o)           that is Rudolph. He is very special to me, and I want you all to be very nice to him. Alright, thats all, go back to bed!

Town People: Hi Rudolph, It's four in the morning!, He looks weird, Good Night

Dancing in Raindrops

Last sunday was the most interesting sunday I have had for a long time. After the service Bethany, Michaela, Isaac (a boy from church) Ellen, (church friend/camp hope) my best friend Winsome and I were outside. It started to rain. Just sprinkling. I tilted my head up to the rain, feeling it fall on my face. I love the rain, I love the feeling it gives. It washes away my head aches, it makes everything disapear.  It began to pour. There were little streams pouring down. We played in the rain, kicking the water at each other. Several of us accidently threw sunday shoes trying to kick. (Can't they at least make them to stay on?) Pretty soon we were all soaked. My tights were speckled with dirt, my skirt soaked. My face was streaming water. Michaela's hair was completely soaked. We all had tons of fun. We went to Taco Time after that and shivered to death, but it was worth it. The rain is worth it. What I said doesn't portray the feeling being soaked gave. It was romantic in a story book way. Like reading under your covers, or drawing a field of grain moving in the wind. Getting soaked to the skin with your friends is like that. Romantic

The Town Called Poetry

Poetry

There was a town called Poetry

The mayor was Synecdoche

Across the street lived old King Cole

He may have been a metaphor

One day the town did teeter

It had left the hectameter

But when the day was all done

they found it was an awful pun

Shakespear lived, yes it was he!

Very good with Similes

But when it came to personification

The people took  a long vacation

The barber was under lots of stress

His cousin was called Anapest

She was in a lot of pain

Cause she gave birth to a quatrain

Couplets and triplets aren't that bad

But tetrameters are very sad

Rhyming was in their very creed

This was a town called Poetry

-Katie Hammermaster

Once upon a time . . .

Once upon a time was a girl who lived in a big family. That family went on a trip and had tons of fun. 

They boiled in Death Valley, the froze in the blue mountains.

They danced with the wolves, and they soared with hot air balloons. 

They played with friends, they dreamed about others. 

They thought about disney land, and they walked under arches. 

They flew with the bats, and they swam underwater.

They drove several hours and are now running everywhere.

They came back from their trip a happy family, sick of sitting and ready run. They laughed in the fresh Washington air and remembered happily the memories of the trip. They watched the slide show of the 500 pictures, and lived happily ever after.

Goodbye Washington

We are leaving on a trip tomorrow!!!! At 3:00 we will head to New Mexico. Well CA first. Please pray. 12 hours of driving on the first day can produce several dangers. 

My brother got a motorized mini bike for his birthay. I just rode on it and my fingers are freezing!! Can you believe the weather?? Well I  need to go pack. Bye!!

What's the point?

Wow, its September already. I have been so excited for this month. Dad had a birthday. Beth's is tomorrow. Nathan's in 13 days. We are leaving on a trip in 13 days. I am really excited. For our trip for Beth's birthday. For everything. For school, for life. It's time to start living. I think this is the first birthday in my life that I have been more excited for than my birthday. I am SO excited for Beth's birthday. I am sad that Lucy and Lindy left for Alaska today, but I know I will still see them again. The sky is really blue today. I mean REALLY blue. The sun is bright. I am super excited for everything. What's the point of being sad? What's the point?

The Test

"aaaaahhhh" (sounds of screaming) "a test"

Listen, everybody needs to calm down . . . This is a easy test, you all will most likely pass. I just want to see if anybody, EVER goes on my blog. If you come on, please put a comment. Thanks

-Evil test instructor

The Ending of Elizabeth's and Abigail's Story

Dear Reader,

You have three letters about Elizabeth and Abigail. Now I must conclude the story. 18 year old Abigail went to her cousin, the stunning 19 year old Elizabeth. In London, England. Abigail found her cousin being successfully charmed by the Dukes son, John. Abigail nursed Elizabeth's father back to health. In the end, Abigail fell in love with John's brother, Erin. They got married and lived happily ever after. 

                                - - - The End - - - 

                                                                         

Sincerely,

              Katie

                                                                      

From Abigail to Elizabeth

Dear Elizabeth, 

I have indeed looked in the couch. To my surprise and shock after much searching I found some old maps. Leading to Treasure! I looked and soon found the treasure which Mama gave to me. Twas ruby's and saphire's and all sorts of gems.

I shall indeed try to make it to your house by the thirteenth of May. I shall leave, on the third of May. Lord willing I shall see you then. 

To keep Prince John away, try putting hot peper above the door. When he reaches up to knock the knocker, it will fall down and he will be sneezing so much that you will not be able to talk and you must pretend you are disgusted in him. Farewell my sweet cousins!

                                                                          Love,

                                                                               Abigail

Elizabeth to Abigail

Here is Elizabeth's reply to Abigail

My Dearest Cousin,

I hope that this letter finds you with a fixed couch. My Papa and I are doing quite well. Papa's health has gotten better but today persistent Prince John came twelve times. I would appreciate it if you came for then you could send of all the suitors. Perhaps, one of them will fall deeply in love with you. 

Why would a highway man come in, take nothing and only hurt your sofa? Perhaps he thought there were jewels in it. You should investigate. Only yesterday I found a casket of sapphires in a secret doorway. This new castle has many secret passages and hideouts. 

I hope that you can come to my humble abode on the 13th of May. I hope the travel will not hurt you health. Many courteous greetings to you!

                  Sincerely,

Elizabeth

Sorry

I am sorry for not having put up a post in a long time. Well most people don't visit this blog anyway so I guess I am just talking to my self. Well I shall write a letter to someone in the middle ages

Dear Elizabeth,

My dear friend, many courteous greeting to you. I hope this letter finds you in good health. My family and I are doing quite well though a highway man broke into our house two days ago. He took nothing but stabbed Mama's favorite couch. 

Your last letter most concerned me. With many suitors you must be busy trying to keep them away. How can you then worry about your poor sick Papa? Perhaps it would be helpful for me to come visit you. I could keep away all the suitors and also help attend your papa. If you like the idea write back instantly for I do hate the idea of you all alone with a sick father and empty headed Knights, Lords and Princes. 

I hope your family is well. Send my greetings to all of them.

                                                                        Sincerly,

                                                                               Abigail

Post Script: Say hello to Fluffy!

Heres to those special people

Heres to those special people who make life special. Who share the weight of your sadness, and build the base of your happiness. Here is to those certain people who make you look forward to a phone call or email or letter. Heres to the people who seemed determined to make your life special. Heres to my cousins. The people who make everything fun. The people that are some of my closest friends and my favorite dancers. Heres to the Aunts and Uncles who do so much. Heres to the friends of my life. Those little pictures on the wall that are first not noticed but later you realize the wall would be empty without. Those special people are like books in a book case. Filling me with knowledge and love. Heres to my family. The people who make my life so special. The people, that are always there. So heres to the people, who fill each and every cranny in my heart, each and every room with love. Heres to those special people. 

Passion

Here is to someone who wants to follow her passion.

A feeble attempt I make

for whoever sake. 

to describe

to everyone far and wide

about somebody dear

Her poems are okay

though I've only heard one she's made

Her passion she hides

on something she wants to ride

and I am fine with that

I have heard of a post 

Fire, Air, and Water she hosts

In her heart

She carries a dart

for cupid has shot her down

The story goes

that whatever her eyes shows

when she wakes up she'll love

but a problem with that flys like a dove

for we have not been around horses for a long time

But whatever she does

she will have her sisters love

We all support you

against it there is a very few

So follow you passion MJ, We all support you. 

MJ, we all support you and as clishe this sounds we want you to follow your dream. 

White Pass

This year for my birthday I wanted to do something really new. I asked Mom and Dad to take me skiing. It was one of the happiest times of my life. So here is an account of my birthday. 

I woke up at six on friday morning. At seven we finally left for a two and a half hour drive to White Pass. We listened to the radio for a long time. I tried to do a math lesson which failed. Finally we got there. At about 10:30 We were out on the snow with skis, ski poles, and ski boots. Mom and Dad took me up the bunny hill. It wasn't a chair lift that took us up but a paddle pull. A round disk goes between your legs and pulls you up. At the top I looked down the hill nervously. It looked a lot steeper from the top than the bottom. But Mom and Dad helped me down. I fell twice on the small bunny hill. We went up again but then went a across the top to a chair lift. It was scary getting on the chair lift but after we were on it was blissfully peaceful. I was pretty scared getting off but I made it fine. I looked down this bigger hill. it was pretty scary. 45 minuets later I was at the bottom. Then I took a class. The man was really nice and it was fun because there was only two of us.  The man was really encouraging and said I needed to work there when I was 18. He also said I was really good. After the class we had lunch. The next 3 hours were spent doing 11 slopes. It was really really fun and not a day passes that I do not wish I was on a ski slope. 

Riverdance

Jumping high 

as if to touch the sky

arching feet

the sky they meet

The drums are pounding

my heart is floundering

he comes out

without a doubt

Voices singing

the joy they are bringing

fills us all to the brim

that filling up makes us grin

The music swell

we smile well

she comes out

her hair flying about

Everything that Riverdance brought

gave us all what we sought

Nothing like those powerful legs

inspires us all to do our best.

Yes, Riverdance was amazing. The taps they made with there hard shoes were amazing. The main girl, Maria, was beautiful and inspiring. I would have liked to meet her. The main man was also stupendous. He fell in the first dance but was up so quickly Mom and Dad didn't even see it. Everything was what I had imagined. It was SO cool. 

A Birthday at Grandma's and Grandpa's House

We drive up. Just like always, the small blue house smiles its welcome. The fake candles are in the windows. I know just how it will be. We will all run up to the door. Allison or Sarah of course will be able to ding the door bell. Nathan will hide and we will all tell him not too. Then after a few seconds the door will open to reveal smiling Grandma and Grandpa. We walk inside, take of our shoes. Bethany and Michaela were at Grandma's house already to help her. We all choose a balloon like always. The twins get the special balloon. We go to the table. We all sit down and pray. Then Bethany, Michaela, Nathan, and I pass out the food. We all eat. We all say it was delicious. Then we get up and clear the dishes. Grandma cleans them Bethany loads them into the dish washer. Then we get out the Ice cream pie. We put candles in and sing. We eat it all up. Who can't resist. The phone rings. Grandpa gets it. He talks for awhile. He gets off. We all get up and go to the family room. I go into Dad's old bedroom. I pull the string on a little music box. The music is almost haunting. What story does it hold? I will never know. We bring the presents out. The twins open them. There are ooh's and aah's all around. I remember a little gold elephant in Dad's old room. I bring it out. It was a piggy bank. I find out how to open it. Old coins from 1940 and older come out. Tax tokens. I have never heard of them before but now I do. We search for another piggy bank and find it. Oh dear it is locked. Bethany figures out how to pick it opened. Grandma brings out other coins. I hold a coin from 1887. Wow. My fingers are blackened from the dust and grime. It is time to go. Hugs all around. Presents in the car. We all pile in. Just as we start to drive away we open the windows. We all yell bye. The neighbors must be thinking "another Hammermaster birthday." Yes, I smile as we stop the car infront of the house. I do not know what we will find but all I know is that I will enjoy it. 

A New Years Resolution

What is your New Years Resolution? I have not made one yet. But here seems a good place to make one. I resolute to enjoy this year to its extent. To not look to far into the future, but to take each day, each problem as it comes. But then, in another sense. I will look at the year with a bright eye and a new understanding. Each year brings something I enjoy. Last year was the Carlsons, this year? I do not know. But I have something to look forward at the beginning of this year. I have a year ahead of me, a clean slate. And no matter what the problems are, I will have family and friends by my side. But more importantly, I look at this year, with the reasuranse and peacefulness. That God is there. He knows what is going to happen. He knows what happened. I have a year in front of me and I am going to grab it in the fullest measure. That is my New Years Resolution.  

This year, I met so many people. I saw so many people. I loved so many people. The highlights of my year are as follows.

January: A new year! The twins turned 6! 

February: Valentines passed with no emergencies! (long long story) I turned 11. My cousin Andrew turned 11. 

March: MJ turned 13!!!!! 

April: Rain . . . if that is a highlight. 

May: Not much. End of the month, end of school!!

June: This was probably the best month of the entire year. Our cousins from New Jersey came!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We spent two wonderful weeks playing with them. After they left we had a week of rest and then . . . sure enough Camp Hope!!!!!! 

July: The Fourth of July! Summer . . . 

August: Mom's birthday. School started. (that one may NOT be a highlight . . . )

September: Nathan's birthday, Bethany's birthday, Dad's birthday! A trip!!!!!

October: Not much

November: Thanksgiving!!!!!!!!!!!!!

December:  Christmas! The prospect of a New Year.

And now, I must go and live my New Year!