Sadly we didn’t do anything for him on his birthday, but we were going to do something special for him another day.
However that wasn’t the only thing that happened that day. (I think it was the 23rd)
On the 23rd My sister brought home her.
Her name is Harper! I don’t know how old she is yet, but Maybe once we figure out all that stuff I’ll write a post about just her.
I really love her blue eyes, and I think she has very pretty hair. Also I think it would be so cute if Logan and she were twins; because I think we got them on the same day. Let me know if you think they would be cute twins.
Okay, so Imma need you to look in the mirror, and say,
Sooooooo today I want to share some ideas on what to get boys this Christmas, because I know their a little hard to shop for. Maybe it is just me, but, what to boys even like. Also Sorry I didn’t post yesterday, my whole family and I where sick.
Anyway, let’s, let’s just get started.
Maybe a sudokube. (IDK)
A Bluetooth silicone shower speaker.
Fidget cube or pen.
Worlds smallest vacuum.
Any type of earbuds
Sssssssoooooooooooooo I hope this helped a little, and gave you some ideas for what to give your brother, or guy friend.
Actually I’m not quite sure if this would be Blogmas day #7 or 12.
Haven’t said that in a minute!
First, sorry for being gone for soooooooooooo oooo ooooo o oooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo o long.
Second, Well actually I don’t know! 😜
This whole week as been kind of busy, and really (and I maen really) tiring, but now that I have free time (finally) I will write y’all a post.
Today I will share My Christmas-ish-y week.
I spent all day at my church. I help out in my churches nursery a lot, and I was needed that day to watch children because the church was having a ladies CHRISTMAS tea. Usually I’m in charge of a class room of four and down year olds, but since that day was special it was 12 and down. Luckily the the oldest one we had was around 8.
I absolutely love little babies. when I’m just a little older I’ll have a job at a summer camp. Also I want a job as a baby sitter, and I know I’m only 14, but I can’t wait till I have children of my own.
I have a whole board devoted to babies!
And my future children (I want twins, and then to adopt) house in miami, and even dog.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnyway, just pretend you didn’t see that.
I also spent all day at my church. I went to church like normal, both services. I Usually go to a church service first, then help in the nursery second.
The only thing different was after church I helped(-ish) sell CHRISTMAS trees in this tree tent thing-y.
(*Haha* Christmas teas, and Christmas trees. 😆)
Nothing actually 😜
My older sister by some amount of years came back from collage for CHRISTMAS.
My other sister who is older than the other sister by some amount of years came back from collage .
So now where AAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL here. *pretends to be happy about that*
..and that was my week so far.
Welllllllllllllll that’s all! come back tomorrow for another post! Peaches and pineapples!
Today I wanted to share a classic Christmas story! I will tell “The Gift of the Magi” then I will probably do slime, or something. ………………………………………………. Okay.
One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one’s cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty-seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas.
There was clearly nothing left to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
While the mistress of the home is gradually subsiding from the first stage to the second, take a look at the home. A furnished flat at $8 per week. It did not exactly beggar description, but it certainly had that word on the look-out for the mendicancy squad.
In the vestibule below was a letter-box into which no letter would go, and an electric button from which no mortal finger could coax a ring. Also appertaining thereunto was a card bearing the name “Mr. James Dillingham Young.”
The “Dillingham” had been flung to the breeze during a former period of prosperity when its possessor was being paid $30 per week. Now, when the income was shrunk to $20, the letters of “Dillingham” looked blurred, as though they were thinking seriously of contracting to a modest and unassuming D. But whenever Mr. James Dillingham Young came home and reached his flat above he was called “Jim” and greatly hugged by Mrs. James Dillingham Young, already introduced to you as Della. Which is all very good.
Della finished her cry and attended to her cheeks with the powder rag. She stood by the window and looked out dully at a grey cat walking a grey fence in a grey backyard. To-morrow would be Christmas Day, and she had only $1.87 with which to buy Jim a present. She had been saving every penny she could for months, with this result. Twenty dollars a week doesn’t go far. Expenses had been greater than she had calculated. They always are. Only $1.87 to buy a present for Jim. Her Jim. Many a happy hour she had spent planning for something nice for him. Something fine and rare and sterling – something just a little bit near to being worthy of the honour of being owned by Jim.
There was a pier-glass between the windows of the room. Perhaps you have seen a pier-glass in an $8 Bat. A very thin and very agile person may, by observing his reflection in a rapid sequence of longitudinal strips, obtain a fairly accurate conception of his looks. Della, being slender, had mastered the art.
Suddenly she whirled from the window and stood before the glass. Her eyes were shining brilliantly, but her face had lost its colour within twenty seconds. Rapidly she pulled down her hair and let it fall to its full length.
Now, there were two possessions of the James Dillingham Youngs in which they both took a mighty pride. One was Jim’s gold watch that had been his father’s and his grandfather’s. The other was Della’s hair. Had the Queen of Sheba lived in the flat across the airshaft, Della would have let her hair hang out of the window some day to dry just to depreciate Her Majesty’s jewels and gifts. Had King Solomon been the janitor, with all his treasures piled up in the basement, Jim would have pulled out his watch every time he passed, just to see him pluck at his beard from envy.
So now Della’s beautiful hair fell about her, rippling and shining like a cascade of brown waters. It reached below her knee and made itself almost a garment for her. And then she did it up again nervously and quickly. Once she faltered for a minute and stood still while a tear or two splashed on the worn red carpet.
On went her old brown jacket; on went her old brown hat. With a whirl of skirts and with the brilliant sparkle still in her eyes, she cluttered out of the door and down the stairs to the street.
Where she stopped the sign read: ‘Mme Sofronie. Hair Goods of All Kinds.’ One Eight up Della ran, and collected herself, panting. Madame, large, too white, chilly, hardly looked the ‘Sofronie.’
“Will you buy my hair?” asked Della.
Thank you for reading, I read the whole thing and I loved it, so I hope you do!
Click on This, and This. Did that make you day? If not I hope this does!
Today, I will be sharing kind-of of a “My Winter wardrobe Wish list”. Basssicaaaallyyyyyy (Basically) These are things I would love to have this winter.
Sooooooooooooo Let’s get on to it!!!!!!!!!
Stripes, hoodies, and sweatshirts!
Just, anything like these!
To wear over my Sweaters!
Okay, now I am being overwhelmed by pinterest, so Imma just dump some fashion on y’all! 😜
Annnnnnnnnnnnnd that’s my warm winter wardrobe wish list (say that ten time fast)! 😜 AS you can see I like oversized comfy clothes I can hide in.😜 I dress like a shy person. Join me tomorrow for another blogmas post. Thank you for reading!
It’s December 3, and today I will be sharing a story!
Diamond and I are colabing a story called Truth. It’s Diamonds story, and it is my turn to write the next chapter, chapter two. If you haven’t read chapter one please please do.
lest get in to it!
When I was younger, I used to pretend I was princess. I don’t know why. I guess I liked the idea of life being perfect. I would wake up to the smell of freshly baked breakfast in bed, and the sight of a nice maid handing me my dress for the day. My Dad would always have lots of king work to do, but he could definitely always make time for us. My mom, sister and I would go out, and meet people, or volunteer in shelters.
Life would be perfect in my own little world; but, what I don’t tell people is – I sometimes still imagine I’m a princess. When things go wrong, and I don’t feel like dealing with them anymore.
“Lex! Lex! Lex!” Miss Kepler repets to me. “Lex!”
“Ma,ma!” I jumped. Withdrawing my hand from the side of my face.
“I asked you a question,” Miss Kepler said slowly, but annoyed. “Did you hear me?”
“Off in La La Land again,” I heard a rude voice from behind me. Of course it is Austan, he has been like this to me since third grade. I don’t know what he has agents me. I’ve never done anything to him, I didn’t think I even knew him before he started being mean to me. So, I just ignore him.
“Uhg,” I roll my eyes, then look back to the teacher. “Sorry, I didn’t. Could you repeat your question please?”
If I was a princess, I bet know one would mess with me. Everyone would love me, and if they didn’t – to the dungeon or off with their head. To be royalty. It most all feel perfect, getting almost whatever you want, whenever you want. I would love that. Though, in real life, I bet being a princess is a lot of hard work, but it is still fun to imagine.
Fortunately, my fantasy might become a bit of a reality if I get the part of Cinderella in the School play.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnd That’s all it, it’s not very long though but I will try to write something longer next time.
Again thank you for reading, if you haven’t read chapter 1 please do! Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm yeah!