Showing posts with label warm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label warm. Show all posts

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Little Things

Today has been one of those "little things" days. You know, those days when nothing exciting happens, but you smiled enough to call it a good day.

Last night (which was really today), I fell asleep listening to music.
I slept until almost 11:30 this morning :)
I remembered my dreams enough to write them down.
I had delicious pasta for lunch.
I laid on the beach in the sun and listened to music and read for two hours :) :)
My dog surprised me with a visit to the beach too.
I wore no sunscreen and didn't burn at all.
My summer freckles are coming out. (I never understood why girls in books complain about freckles so much. Maybe I ought to hate my freckles too, but I don't. I've always liked them:))
I drank orange juice with ice in it. I love that.
I had yummy hot dogs and seasoned fries for dinner.
I ate two cupcakes :D
I acted out a Bible story with my scattered collection of animal bands.
I sat out on the screened-in porch and journaled.
I talked to Cavender for a tiny bit, which was an awesome surprise. (He's grounded.)
I watched the end of My Big Fat Greek Wedding.

What a great day :) Sometimes the little things make all the difference, we just have to be careful not to miss them.

Carpe diem :)

~Kendra

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Hairband Wars

First of all, thanks LanguageTimothy for following! YAY!

Okay, I have some hard news. I've been taking kind of a break from my everyday blogging routine, and it's been really nice. I know I said I was coming back for Easter, but I really feel like my time would be better spent focusing on school, church, and writing right now. So, as hard as it is to say, this is goodbye. I love you all, I've loved bloggin--

Okay, April Fool's already. People were starting to tear up. So yeah XD Hah. Got you. Anyway...

So, Cavender came over today :)

We hung out downstairs and had epic wars. Like with pillows and hairbands. (He thinks that he won, so if it comes up, play along so you don't hurt his feelings ;P) Then we went to down the lake with Lizzy and Licky the Awesome Dog. After going to the cabana and to Matt and Katie's beach, we came back and I made Kool-Aid (black cherry, and, okay, I put in a TINY bit too much water and sugar, but it turned out just fine XD). Then we watched Phineas and Ferb, then ate hot dogs, and then he had to leave :( *cue violin music* XD

Other than that, today was not all that great. I'm being very unproductive in the academic area, which is probably going to end up making my Monday a living Heck. Oh well. I won't think about that right now. Tomorrow is going to be SUPER PRODUCTIVE...

It's also supposed to be 85 degrees and my friend Brianna is sleeping over and we're going to blow up this huge inflatable thing and go to the lake :D

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Kendra's Warm Weather Rant

Notice anything different about the blog?

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Oh, come on. *I* could notice this.

Yes, I've changed the blog back to its default theme. The warmish weather is inspiring me :D The background is totally new. I like it, and it matches the blog colors so perfectly. I got it from The Cutest Blog on the Block. I'd definitely recommend looking around over there!

Anyway, I see nine of you have voted in the poll over there. You are now my favorite followers. To those of you who didn't vote, I'm offended. I'm going to go cry myself to sleep in a corner, wondering why the world is such a dark place.

Nah, I'll probably go stalk some people on Facebook or maybe I'll write something. I feel like writing something. (Sit down, Kyle, I don't think it will be The Mirror.) I feel like writing about kids in the south in the summer hanging out and doing what we kids in the south do in the summer.

I watched "To Kill A Mocking Bird" last night. Can you tell?

Warm weather always sparks my creativity. I think I've always done my best writing when it's warm outside. Winter just kills me inside. It's cold, and wettish, and pale, and you can't DO anything unless you live where it's cold enough to legit ice skate. Where I live, you have to drive yourself to an ice house and pay to skate around for two hours will trying not to trip over little kids and gag at all the couples giving PDA a whole new definition.

And it's cold. Which I hate.
I like warm weather. All the good stuff happens when it's warm outside: playgrounds, cook-outs, picnics, bare feet, T-shirts, ponytails that don't make your neck cold, tanning, pools, lakes, the Forth of July, fruit, no school, freckles, getting in shape. What is not to like?

*thinks hard about this question*

I got it: bugs.

Bugs are a huge downside to summer, especially if you're like me. It's like the arachnophobic and OCD sides of me come together, making it impossible for me to sleep until I've checked every corner of the room for eight-legged terrors.

You also have bees, wasps, and yellow jackets. Bumble bees do not actually bother me. They're fuzzy and round and adorable and they look cute on the flowers. Wasps on the other hand are hideous and BIG and yellow jackets are like the Mafia of the insect world. They're always up to something and if you mess with one, the entire freaking hive comes to haunt you.

Then you have the mosquito/fly/crane fly category. Do I even have to go into this? Mosquitoes are loud little disease factories with long tongues (note the spelling of that, Cavender). Flies barf on your food. Crane flies were designed specifically to add to my paranoia. (Come on, they are HUGE with long, creepy legs, and they're so...*shudders*...just awful.)

But. Other than bugs, warm weather is completely perfect.

Now, if you will excuse me, I'm going to go write something truly brilliant and charming, full of lovable characters and believable dialogue laced with underlying morals and a surprise ending.

Nah, just kidding. We all know I won't get past the first three pages. But for some reason, I'm going to go write it anyway...

You will never understand me. But neither will I, so it's okay.

Go enjoy your weather.

~Kendra

Saturday, January 23, 2010

My Daybook: Week 4

GOSH make your OWN. HERE.

Date: Saturday January 3rd, 2010
Starting time: 2:53pm
Mood: Happy :D
Outside my window: Pale sunshine.
I'm thinking: Hmm, about lots of random things :D
I'm reading: "Wicked Lovely" by Melissa Marr
I'm listening to: Lizzy's cleaning timer ticking on the desk.
I'm wearing: Awesome navy T-shirty pants and a Great Wolf Lodge T-shirt.
Yesterday, I: Saw "To Save a Life" with Cavender.
I'm excited for: Uh, nothing :-/
I'm sad because: School continues Monday.
I'm hungry for: Not hungry, DUH.
The song stuck inside my head is: "Revelation" by Third Day
I want: No school. Summer. No headaches. And plane tickets.
I love: Warm weather.
I loathe: Cold weather.
This week, my goal is: Not to die.
Ending time: 3:00pm

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Party! And Other Stuff

Hala! :)

It feels like summer today!! Or at least summer-ish. I can't write long; I'm going on the boat with my neighbors for a little while. Then, I gotta go shopping for two presents. Two of my friends (Chris G and Tori) and having a joint birthday party. Shopping for Tori shouldn't be too bad, but I have no idea what to get Chris...no, I do have an idea. A very generic one. I'll tell you what it is after the party. Chris never reads my blog, but, you know, better safe than unsurprised at the party :)

I studied today from 11am to 1:30pm. Okay...that was only two and a half hours...Well, it felt like a LONG, STINKIN' TIME!! I almost died of physical science. But I'm beginning to understand it, which is VERY good. I still have SOOOOOOO much to do before I'm allowed to watch TV (bummer, right?), and this thing that I really want to watch comes on tonight! At first, I wasn't going to be able to watch it because I'd be at the party (which was fine, lol, I'd rather be with my friends than watch stupid TV), but then my dad was like "I'm not staying up to pick you up at 10 o'clock." 'Cause the party's at Chris's house and it's kind of far away from mine. So, my dad is going to pick me up at 8. Which is a bummer, but at least I get to go AND watch the world premier of "World's Strictest Parents" :D Haha, yeah. Probably lame, but still. That's me :D

So, hopefully today I will
1. Have fun on the boat.
2. Not have my hair totally ruined for the party by all the wind and stuff.
3. Find the perfect gifts for BOTH Tori and Chris
4. Get my studying done so I can
5. Watch "World's Strictest Parents" on TV

Yup. And that's gonna be my diem. I'm and going carpe it! You should, too :) This is the only April 18th 2009 you're ever gonna get.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Sunny Sundays and Protocol!

So, today was AWESOME.

Sunny, warm, church was good, I'm reading "The Princess Bride", which is SO FUNNY!! I recommend it to anyone. Anyone. Girls, boys, little kids, big kids, old ladies, everyone. (And if any elderly women are reading this, please don't be offended by that last bit :D)

Right now my parents and little sister (Lizzy) are riding bikes. Why am I not riding my bike and getting the heck some exercise? Because my stomach hurts. But it's all good. Today's greatness makes up for any physical discomforts.

Today I sort of had an older brother. Not going to elaborate, but let's just say it felt good. Older brothers are the thing I envy above all else. There is not much I wouldn't give to have a real brother. For now I just have to create stories with older brothers and pretend they're real. And sometimes I dream that I have an older brother, which is always fantastic. Except then I wake up a little depressed because it was a dream. But not too depressed because it was such an awesome dream.

I need to get a grip. I'm rambling. Majorly. And using weird, big words. *shrugs* I'm also reading the first book in "The Boxcar Chilrden" series. That might be why I'm talking kind of like an old-timey person. I don't really like the Boxcar Children, but the first book in the loooooooooong series is great because the kids fend for themselves in the woods and live in a boxcar and do lots of cool stuff with NO ADULT SUPERVISION!! What could be better?? :) Anyway, the rest of the books get on my nerves because they aren't living in the wild anymore. (Spoiler alert) They're living with their super nice grandpa and solve predictable mysteries in which all the adults involved are really nice and helpful and unrealistic. The kids also never say a cross word to each other, which is, HELLO, also very unrealistic. Even the nicest kids EVER have little arguments here and there. Except apparently not the BCs, of course.

My stomach is feeling much better. Now I wish I were outside riding my bike while the warm and sunniness lasts. (Is "sunniness" a word? I don't think so.)

"The Mirror" is at a standstill. It's not super depressing to me or anything, just a little annoying. I'm at the point where my mental outline is kind of fuzzy, and I don't really even know how to solve the problems I've created. (Don'tcha HATE that? When you make problems and conflicts SO STINKIN' GOOD that you can't even solve them for your own poor characters?? Haha, I'm probably the only one that's ever happened to...) And I don't really know how I want it to all end up...*sigh*

Oh, guess what?? I went to a fancy restaurant and an opera on Friday!! The whole thing was called Protocol, and it's something the high-schoolers in my homeschool program do. We get all dressed up and go to a fancy restaurant with a four course dinner and everything. And we have to act nice and use good manners :) I can do that. Believe it or not, I'm actually quite good at the fine points of ettiquette (even if I can't spell it). I even kept my cool when the guy served us fried green tomatoes with goat cheese. You think I'm kidding. I am NOT. It was NASTY. Unfortunately, some kids at my table were obviously particularly skilled in the good manners department. Their display of unseemly conduct was mildly embarassing and irritating. *shakes head* The opera was surprisingly really fun. It was called "The Marriage of Figaro" and it was a comedy. A romantic comedy. The story was good, although I don't think it would work for anything but an opera. It was, of course, sung in Italian, and the English translation was flashed on a banner above the stage. It was cool. And fun.

Well, I've wasted probably about ten minutes of your day. I won't waste any more :) Off to go read about either the most beautiful woman in the world and how her blood-thirsty fiance tries to ruin her life and the life of the man she loves (the highly recommended "Princess Bride") or about four disgustingly well-behaved orphan children surviving in the woods alone ("Boxcar Children")! Bye!