Today, I got up, dreading school, only to find out that I only had two subjects and then we had to go to the graveyard to bury Grandma's body. (Mind you, we buried her body, not her) I, I'll admit, didn't want to go, seeing no point, but I'm glad I did, although partly because I was able to see how one, they got the coffin in the hole, two, how they got the straps that dropped the coffin down back out, and three, talk a little to people, even if it was cold, windy, and there were rain clouds approaching. After getting home, my sister, her husband, my Uncle, my Aunt, two of my cousins, one of my cousin-in-laws, and my little first cousin once removed came over and the older ones (in other words, excluding the three year old) gathered together and shared stories about Grandpa and Grandma, which I think some of my relatives needed. We pulled out some pictures and were reminiscing some more when some church members brought us supper and we had some wonderful food and fellowship. My brother-in-law and his wife departed first, followed fairly closely by my cousin, his wife, and his daughter. My Uncle, Aunt, and cousin stayed a couple hours longer, although I didn't take much part with them, because my Uncle talked to my Dad, my Aunt talked to my Mom, and my cousin talked to Lanthanum, and although I tried to stay a part of that conversation, they often seem to subconsciously exclude me. I soon left and watched a wonderful Star Trek: Voyager episode. I wanted to end this better, but it's 10:16 and Mom asked me to get off at 10:15, so I'd best get off. Perhaps I'll articulate more later. In the meantime, have a great day.
Life As The Fourth Child of Ten
Monday, April 8, 2013
For My Grandparents
So my Grandmother (on my Father's side) died the 30th of March at about 11:30 PM. Oddly enough, I'm not terribly distressed about it. I suppose it's because my Grandfather died three years prior so neither one was left behind, and Grandma was lower than sea level (so to speak) the weeks, or maybe even months, leading up to her death. Another factor was, perhaps, because she moved up to Montana where her daughter lives three years ago, after Grandpa died, and that was where most of my sadness took hold, because I knew I'd never see her again. And yet, at the same time, part of me was relieved that she didn't leave so very near us anymore, and looking back on it, that's kind of sad. It's not that I didn't like her, or even really saw her as a burden. I loved her a massive amount, and I know that that was mutual. I suppose... my Dad's siblings don't communicate very well, and as a repercussion, I don't know many of my cousins on my Father's side of the family. I don't want to get into that, since that, to me, is sadder than my Grandmother's death, and since I'm listening to the K-Pax soundtrack (which, by the way, is fairly sad-sounding), I feel like I might start crying anyway, and Mom has given me twelve minutes to do this post, I'm not going to get into it.
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Thoughts While Babysitting
April 4th, 2013
I babysit at a place called M.O.P.s (Mothers Of Preschoolers) on the first and third Thursday of every month September through April (ish, I didn't double check, so this is a bit of a guess). MOPs is where moms gather together, dropping their kids off in various rooms according to their age, and go to a meeting where... they talk about stuff... or something. I've never been in one of the meetings, so I've no idea what they do.
This year, I help in the 4s and 5s, and I must say that that is the easiest age group I've ever been in. (I've been in the 1s, 2s, and the 4s and 5s. The other two groups are infants and 3s.) Today it was crazy, but I thought quite a bit this time. There are several things I don't understand and whether these are explained to me or not, I don't care. I just wanted to write them out.
1. Why don't the kids wash their hands? I'm always the one to take the kids to the bathroom, and for a while, I always just thought that they were quick in the bathroom. After that time, I realized that many of the kids were not washing their hands. I even asked one of the girls if she had washed her hands (knowing she hadn't), and she just looked back at the sink and said, 'ah, I don't need to.' and moved on.
2. Why is it that the quiet shy ones are treated like they're odd? I love getting to know the quiet ones because they're less aggressive, more inclined to share, sometimes more mature, and just generally kind. This year, there's a boy in my group of 4s and 5s that didn't want to play the first few meetings, but eventually, I decided to read a bit of the Bible to him since everyone else was gathered together for story time and I had to watch him. My first instinct was to try to play with him, but he didn't seem comfortable with me getting near, so I backed off and stayed away. After reading some of Isaiah aloud to him, he came up right beside me and only backed off when I stopped reading. Over the next several meetings, he started to talk and even play with me. Now, near the end of the MOPs season-time-thingy, he plays with just about anyone. Sometimes I miss that he doesn't play with me as often, but I'm glad that he's not just sitting around doing nothing the entire time. I rather hope that he'll remember me.
3. At four and certainly five, I would imagine that the children could possibly be a bit more selfless than they seem to be naturally, and yet when I ask the kids to give up their swing because they have been on it for about five minutes and there are other kids waiting for a turn, more often than not, they'll either refuse to get off or complain about being kicked off. Even when it comes to having to share the marbles because they have 20ish and another kid has none, rather often, they're very inclined to keep as many marbles to themselves as they can, even though they have more than enough.
4. There are a couple of five year olds in my class that are 'boyfriend and girlfriend'. Usually, I believe that I wouldn't think much of it, but the two seem to take the endearment much too seriously. One time, the two actually kissed each other during the movie at the end. When the mother of the girl was informed of what happened, she was as shocked as I, and told the girl that she was only to kiss 'Mommies and Daddies and Grandmas and Grandpas' on the lips. I suppose I'm a bit odd and old-fashioned (not that I'm ashamed of that in slightest), but I wouldn't allow my child to kiss a single person on the lips at that age. However, I do my best not to judge, because that's not my place.
Anyway, those were some of the things going through my head this morning, and I felt like sharing. As for the rest of my day, I have to go to the chiropractor, and I hope desperately to be able to watch The Dark Knight today, because we watched Batman Begins last night, so I'm in the mood. Oh, also, we got the Kamp applications filled in today!! I'm so excited to go to Kamp in July!! :D :D Aaand... no school today! Yay! ...I keep remembering more... I'm turning 17 in thirteen days!! It's so weird to know that I'm that age... but that leads to a post I'm planning for a later date. Anyway... good day!
I babysit at a place called M.O.P.s (Mothers Of Preschoolers) on the first and third Thursday of every month September through April (ish, I didn't double check, so this is a bit of a guess). MOPs is where moms gather together, dropping their kids off in various rooms according to their age, and go to a meeting where... they talk about stuff... or something. I've never been in one of the meetings, so I've no idea what they do.
This year, I help in the 4s and 5s, and I must say that that is the easiest age group I've ever been in. (I've been in the 1s, 2s, and the 4s and 5s. The other two groups are infants and 3s.) Today it was crazy, but I thought quite a bit this time. There are several things I don't understand and whether these are explained to me or not, I don't care. I just wanted to write them out.
1. Why don't the kids wash their hands? I'm always the one to take the kids to the bathroom, and for a while, I always just thought that they were quick in the bathroom. After that time, I realized that many of the kids were not washing their hands. I even asked one of the girls if she had washed her hands (knowing she hadn't), and she just looked back at the sink and said, 'ah, I don't need to.' and moved on.
2. Why is it that the quiet shy ones are treated like they're odd? I love getting to know the quiet ones because they're less aggressive, more inclined to share, sometimes more mature, and just generally kind. This year, there's a boy in my group of 4s and 5s that didn't want to play the first few meetings, but eventually, I decided to read a bit of the Bible to him since everyone else was gathered together for story time and I had to watch him. My first instinct was to try to play with him, but he didn't seem comfortable with me getting near, so I backed off and stayed away. After reading some of Isaiah aloud to him, he came up right beside me and only backed off when I stopped reading. Over the next several meetings, he started to talk and even play with me. Now, near the end of the MOPs season-time-thingy, he plays with just about anyone. Sometimes I miss that he doesn't play with me as often, but I'm glad that he's not just sitting around doing nothing the entire time. I rather hope that he'll remember me.
3. At four and certainly five, I would imagine that the children could possibly be a bit more selfless than they seem to be naturally, and yet when I ask the kids to give up their swing because they have been on it for about five minutes and there are other kids waiting for a turn, more often than not, they'll either refuse to get off or complain about being kicked off. Even when it comes to having to share the marbles because they have 20ish and another kid has none, rather often, they're very inclined to keep as many marbles to themselves as they can, even though they have more than enough.
4. There are a couple of five year olds in my class that are 'boyfriend and girlfriend'. Usually, I believe that I wouldn't think much of it, but the two seem to take the endearment much too seriously. One time, the two actually kissed each other during the movie at the end. When the mother of the girl was informed of what happened, she was as shocked as I, and told the girl that she was only to kiss 'Mommies and Daddies and Grandmas and Grandpas' on the lips. I suppose I'm a bit odd and old-fashioned (not that I'm ashamed of that in slightest), but I wouldn't allow my child to kiss a single person on the lips at that age. However, I do my best not to judge, because that's not my place.
Anyway, those were some of the things going through my head this morning, and I felt like sharing. As for the rest of my day, I have to go to the chiropractor, and I hope desperately to be able to watch The Dark Knight today, because we watched Batman Begins last night, so I'm in the mood. Oh, also, we got the Kamp applications filled in today!! I'm so excited to go to Kamp in July!! :D :D Aaand... no school today! Yay! ...I keep remembering more... I'm turning 17 in thirteen days!! It's so weird to know that I'm that age... but that leads to a post I'm planning for a later date. Anyway... good day!
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
The Only Fourth Sunday Of February 2013
February 24th, 2013
Hello! How are you today? Bloobloobla blablablablooblooblablablabla!!
Okay, that was Bobbi telling me what to say because I really wanted to do a post and didn’t know what to say. After that… stuff… up there, I decided that anything I say has got to be better than that. (Sorry, Bobbi!!)
We went to church this morning! ’Cause… it’s Sunday. Our church worships with instruments, which makes me rather sad, but in our town, it would seem that a church will either have good lessons or good singing. (And we would know because we have visited countless churches in our town.) So we chose the one with good lessons, and I suppose I shouldn't say good because they are exceptional. :D
Dysprosium has a weird sleep schedule, so after the church service, she went to sleep on the front row, which was fine until she decided to move and no one knew where she went. Sooo… we left church without her. (She’s 23, she can handle herself)
Let’s see, what else… OH!! On the way to church, I saw a car that had a power cord sticking out of their hood. I would’ve gotten a picture, but I didn’t have my camera.
I played on the Wii with Vanadium… (which doesn’t happen often, because I’m not a huge gamer)
Theeen… I watched some Star Trek: Voyager episodes. Not an exciting day, but I really wanted to do a post, so here it is!
We went to church this morning! ’Cause… it’s Sunday. Our church worships with instruments, which makes me rather sad, but in our town, it would seem that a church will either have good lessons or good singing. (And we would know because we have visited countless churches in our town.) So we chose the one with good lessons, and I suppose I shouldn't say good because they are exceptional. :D
Dysprosium has a weird sleep schedule, so after the church service, she went to sleep on the front row, which was fine until she decided to move and no one knew where she went. Sooo… we left church without her. (She’s 23, she can handle herself)
Let’s see, what else… OH!! On the way to church, I saw a car that had a power cord sticking out of their hood. I would’ve gotten a picture, but I didn’t have my camera.
I played on the Wii with Vanadium… (which doesn’t happen often, because I’m not a huge gamer)
Theeen… I watched some Star Trek: Voyager episodes. Not an exciting day, but I really wanted to do a post, so here it is!
My Saturday
February 16th, 2013
Okay, first of all, I’m changing up my siblings’ names on here. (Sorry!) It was pointed out to me that I referred to my siblings in numbers as well as The Doctors, and it got confusing, sooo… One is Dysprosium, Two is Titanium, Three is Lanthanum, Five is Vanadium, Six is Nitrogen, Seven is Meitnerium, Eight is Carbon, Nine is Potassium, and Ten is Argon.
Today started as an average Saturday. I woke up late and practically immediately got on the Internets. After a while, when I was on Facebook, I discovered that my dear friend Nichole was on as well. So after talking to her for a little while, I realized that she wasn’t doing her work either. A brilliant plan struck me After a moment, I had an idea, and put it Nichole in the form of a suggestion. She accepted it, and so we would get off of Facebook for a half hour, tell each other what we did, and then repeat the cycle. It helped me a considerable amount, and I achieved most of my goals in about an hour. (Trust me, that’s a bit of a record)
We had a younger couple over for lunch, which was super fun, ’cause I’m extroverted, and as an extrovert who is very often at home with no visitors, it didn’t matter if they didn’t talk to me much. Let’s see…
Honestly, not much happened, but in a previous post on a different blog, I answered random questions, and one of the questions was ‘what is your happiest memory?’, or something along those lines, and I remembered my surprise Birthday party from last year! And theeen I read a post about a fellow Whovian’s Birthday where she had a TARDIS cake, sooo I figured I’d post pictures of my schweet TARDIS cake!
We had a younger couple over for lunch, which was super fun, ’cause I’m extroverted, and as an extrovert who is very often at home with no visitors, it didn’t matter if they didn’t talk to me much. Let’s see…
Honestly, not much happened, but in a previous post on a different blog, I answered random questions, and one of the questions was ‘what is your happiest memory?’, or something along those lines, and I remembered my surprise Birthday party from last year! And theeen I read a post about a fellow Whovian’s Birthday where she had a TARDIS cake, sooo I figured I’d post pictures of my schweet TARDIS cake!
And with that, I’m off to bed, because it’s late, and I’m tired! 
Guess What? We Had ANOTHER Birthday.
February 8th, 2013
So Five had his fifteenth anniversary of emerging from our Mother today, which hasn’t quite settled in my brain yet. With this Birthday… I kind of can’t write a story about his birth, because I was only two, or rather, 22 months old that day.
Sooo… ummm… I suppose I’ll say that when we were little, we got into so much trouble together. I would come up with something (irresponsible and not helpful) that we could do, and then we would do it together. However, when we got older, Five got responsible, and I… got older, which raised expectations.
But anyway! Somehow, I slept for nearly 13 hours. My ability to stay asleep never fails to amaze me. But that’s another story.
Today, we had a girl and her infant son over for the entirety of the day, and Two and her husband (I may as well use their ship, so expect that in future) came over later.
Um, we didn’t actually do a whole bunch for Five’s Birthday, partly because he’s not a very talkative fellow, and we could hardly know exactly what he wanted, but more than that, we barely do parties since our Mother isn’t the best at planning those sorts of things. So it was a normal day until supper, at which point Branzah (my sister and her husband) came over, and we had a chocolate double-decker cake that Three created, as well as ice cream, and Five got a couple of letters, one from our Grandma, and one from Branzah.
Oh, and!! We watched The Patriot, since we wanted to watch a movie, and we had Five decide. His decision surprised me a bit, but The Patriot’s a pretty good movie, although at one point, it got too sad to bear and I moved to main side, where I found the little girls watching Gnomeo and Juliet.
Sooo… ummm… I suppose I’ll say that when we were little, we got into so much trouble together. I would come up with something (irresponsible and not helpful) that we could do, and then we would do it together. However, when we got older, Five got responsible, and I… got older, which raised expectations.
But anyway! Somehow, I slept for nearly 13 hours. My ability to stay asleep never fails to amaze me. But that’s another story.
Today, we had a girl and her infant son over for the entirety of the day, and Two and her husband (I may as well use their ship, so expect that in future) came over later.
Um, we didn’t actually do a whole bunch for Five’s Birthday, partly because he’s not a very talkative fellow, and we could hardly know exactly what he wanted, but more than that, we barely do parties since our Mother isn’t the best at planning those sorts of things. So it was a normal day until supper, at which point Branzah (my sister and her husband) came over, and we had a chocolate double-decker cake that Three created, as well as ice cream,
and Five got a couple of letters, one from our Grandma, and one from Branzah.Oh, and!! We watched The Patriot, since we wanted to watch a movie, and we had Five decide. His decision surprised me a bit, but The Patriot’s a pretty good movie, although at one point, it got too sad to bear and I moved to main side, where I found the little girls watching Gnomeo and Juliet.
In any case, at this very moment, I’m watching Invader Zim while I wait for my friend Nichole to get on Facebook so we can watch a Doctor Who episode at the same time, and I’m really hoping she’ll get on soon, because we set an estimate of her getting on at 10:30, and now it’s 11…
Random quote: “Hey! That’s the guy! And he’s back for moooooooooore!!!!! …GET ‘IM!!”
Random quote: “Hey! That’s the guy! And he’s back for moooooooooore!!!!! …GET ‘IM!!”
Yeah, um, I don’t know how to finish this post. Goodnight! Or… good day. Or whatever time you end up reading this.
A Visit To a College
February 6th, 2013
So I visited a college today. (Blehhh…) It was actually
kinda fun. I got a cool pen…
…they had pizza, and they were really nice and funny! After the introductory (which I’m not going to go over because it’s not important ), we took a tour. I didn’t go with the full group because it was too big, but I went with about half the group and a few of the teachers.
We went to the medical assistant classroom first, and apart from the fact that it looked like a real doctor’s office, the floor and the not-very-well-lit room made me think of Portal.
), we took a tour. I didn’t go with the full group because it was too big, but I went with about half the group and a few of the teachers.We went to the medical assistant classroom first, and apart from the fact that it looked like a real doctor’s office, the floor and the not-very-well-lit room made me think of Portal.
(Except it looked more like Portal when I had forgotten what
exactly it looked like, and besides, I couldn’t find a picture of the office in
level 20.)
Next, we went to the dental assistant room, where there were a whole bunch of dental beds with plastic heads on them. (‘Twas creeeepy…) Theen we went to the massage therapy classroom, (which was actually why I was there) aaand… let’s just say I was unsure about my choice of what lesson I wanted to take, but I still wouldn’t mind it, because I’m fairly decent at giving random people back massages, which makes them happy which makes me happy. And then we went to the place where they give massages (because it would seem that when the students get higher, they actually give people massages), and it looked really relaxing. Aaand theeen we went to the automotive technician classroom (which was more than a classroom, they seem to give students a lot of hands-on work stuff), which smelled of oil and had many cars and car parts.
So… um… the best bits about going to that information meeting were…
Next, we went to the dental assistant room, where there were a whole bunch of dental beds with plastic heads on them. (‘Twas creeeepy…) Theen we went to the massage therapy classroom, (which was actually why I was there) aaand… let’s just say I was unsure about my choice of what lesson I wanted to take, but I still wouldn’t mind it, because I’m fairly decent at giving random people back massages, which makes them happy which makes me happy. And then we went to the place where they give massages (because it would seem that when the students get higher, they actually give people massages), and it looked really relaxing. Aaand theeen we went to the automotive technician classroom (which was more than a classroom, they seem to give students a lot of hands-on work stuff), which smelled of oil and had many cars and car parts.
So… um… the best bits about going to that information meeting were…
1. Getting pizza and soda
2. Getting a cool pen
3. Getting a Kit-Kat bar
and
4. The funny people
2. Getting a cool pen
3. Getting a Kit-Kat bar
and
4. The funny people
I… will most likely not be going to this college… but it was fun just the same!!
By The Way, I'm a Whovian
January 31st, 2013
So as you may have noticed by now, I’m very much a Whovian, and today, I found a Doctor Who quote test, and I thought that it sounded super fun! So I took it, and I quickly realized that they had no quotes from the new series. Which was rather sad-making, since I’m very well-versed in those episodes (which just shows how much I don’t have a life), and although I’ve seen several classics, I don’t know them as well.
In any case, I still did it. Many of them were guesses, but there were four quotes that I knew what episodes they were from as well as knowing which Doctor said it, so I think I deserve extra points for that. Here are the quotes that I knew just about everything about… (and if you’re planning to take this quiz, take it before reading these answers.)
In any case, I still did it. Many of them were guesses, but there were four quotes that I knew what episodes they were from as well as knowing which Doctor said it, so I think I deserve extra points for that. Here are the quotes that I knew just about everything about… (and if you’re planning to take this quiz, take it before reading these answers.)
“I am he, and he is me.” Three said this to Jo Grant while they were in the TARDIS, and not long after Two had appeared. This quote was from The Three Doctors, and I even know Jo’s response, “and we are all together, coo-coo ca-choo?”
“An apple a day… no, never mind.” Five said this in Kinda.
“So you’re my replacements (, then)? A dandy and a clown[.]” One said this to Two and Three in The Three Doctors. For some reason, whoever wrote this quiz left out the ‘then’, and made the second sentence a question as well. Although I suppose I could be the one remembering it wrong.
“Shoes.” Three said this in Spearhead from Space, and although it seems strange that I’d remember that, you’ll have to trust me when I say that Jon Pertwee made it very memorable.
In any case, I got a 110, having missed eighteen. I was classified as normal fan. …
This is what the site says…
“While not as interesting as the finatical fan, you are, at least, a more well adjusted human being. You love the show but do realize that it is just a TV show. (Wow, that was hard to type!) You’ve never written Jerry Springier begging for a, “My Dalek, My Lover” episode or sat for hours, trying to figure out exactly how Glitz expected to get Ace back to Earth since he comes from a time after the Earth was supposedly destroyed, or why Leela left the Doctor to marry a man she hardly knew and live on a planet where she would be constantly indoors and not allowed to have a knife… You simply love the show and accept these little inconsistencies. (Although the mere idea of Leela consciously deciding to live indoors without weapons or any excitement at all for the rest of her life is so utterly ludicrous it makes me want to… oh, wait… sorry about that. You’ll have to excuse me. I’m a finatical fan….)”
First, is a finatical fan an actual term? I wonder if they meant a fanatical fan, although that would be a bit redundant. Second, I will admit that I’ve never written Jerry Springier, mostly (well, actually, probably entirely) because I’ve never heard of him, and I suppose I’ve never thought about Glitz thinking he could take Ace back to earth, but I did, in fact, think it strange that Leela (and I’m not linking to a Wikipedia page for her for a reason) just left The Doctor like that for a life such as that. And as long as we’re talking about girls leaving The Doctor randomly, let’s not forget Vicki, who also left The Doctor to stay in the medieval times only a few days after meeting a guy. There was also Susan, but I suppose it was more The Doctor dumping her than her deciding to leave (and he said he’d come back, too! I’m starting to think that he didn’t mean it. Either that, or he forgot about his own Granddaughter…).
“While not as interesting as the finatical fan, you are, at least, a more well adjusted human being. You love the show but do realize that it is just a TV show. (Wow, that was hard to type!) You’ve never written Jerry Springier begging for a, “My Dalek, My Lover” episode or sat for hours, trying to figure out exactly how Glitz expected to get Ace back to Earth since he comes from a time after the Earth was supposedly destroyed, or why Leela left the Doctor to marry a man she hardly knew and live on a planet where she would be constantly indoors and not allowed to have a knife… You simply love the show and accept these little inconsistencies. (Although the mere idea of Leela consciously deciding to live indoors without weapons or any excitement at all for the rest of her life is so utterly ludicrous it makes me want to… oh, wait… sorry about that. You’ll have to excuse me. I’m a finatical fan….)”
First, is a finatical fan an actual term? I wonder if they meant a fanatical fan, although that would be a bit redundant. Second, I will admit that I’ve never written Jerry Springier, mostly (well, actually, probably entirely) because I’ve never heard of him, and I suppose I’ve never thought about Glitz thinking he could take Ace back to earth, but I did, in fact, think it strange that Leela (and I’m not linking to a Wikipedia page for her for a reason) just left The Doctor like that for a life such as that. And as long as we’re talking about girls leaving The Doctor randomly, let’s not forget Vicki, who also left The Doctor to stay in the medieval times only a few days after meeting a guy. There was also Susan, but I suppose it was more The Doctor dumping her than her deciding to leave (and he said he’d come back, too! I’m starting to think that he didn’t mean it. Either that, or he forgot about his own Granddaughter…).
They have a step up from a normal fan, and I suppose I don’t fit that description, but I fit that more than I fit the normal fan, and I barely got into the normal fan classification. For some reason, I’m disappointed that I didn’t get a higher score, even though I know I’m so much more of a Whovian than the creator/s of that quiz make me out to be.
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