February

February 1 is . . . . . Serpent Day
February 2 is . . . . . Purification Day
February 3 is . . . . . Cordova Ice Worm Day
February 4 is . . . . . Create A Vacuum Day
February 5 is . . . . . Disaster Day
February 6 is . . . . . Lame Duck Day
February 7 is . . . . . Charles Dickens Day
February 8 is . . . . . Kite Flying Day
February 9 is . . . . . Toothache Day
February 10 is . . . . Umbrella Day
February 11 is . . . . White Tee-Shirt Day and Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk Day
February 12 is . . . . National Plum Pudding Day
February 13 is . . . . Get A Different Name Day and Dream Your Sweet Day
February 14 is . . . . Ferris Wheel Day and National Heart to Heart Day
February 15 is . . . . National Gum Drop Day
February 16 is . . . . Do A Grouch A Favor Day
February 17 is . . . . Champion Crab Races Day
February 18 is . . . . National Battery Day
February 19 is . . . . National Chocolate Mint Day
February 20 is . . . . Hoodie Hoo Day***
February 21 is . . . . Card Reading Day
February 22 is . . . . Be Humble Day
February 23 is . . . . International Dog Biscuit Appreciation Day
February 24 is . . . . National Tortilla Chip Day
February 25 is . . . . Pistol Patent Day (Samuel Colt)
February 26 is . . . . National Pistachio Day
February 27 is . . . . International Polar Bear Day
February 28 is . . . . Public Sleeping Day
February 29 is . . . . National Surf and Turf Day
***Hoodie Hoo Day-This holiday is celebrated in an interesting way. At high noon everyone yells "Hoodie-Hoo" to chase away winter and make way for spring.

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL POLAR BEAR DAY EVERYBODY! I must say I am looking forward to tomarrow, the 29th!

NOOOO!!!

(This was written on Thursday night, the night of the women's figure skating final... however I was not able to post it that night or the next day... then we went to Montenegro so I was not able to post it until now)


Well, I must say I thought tonight was going to end well. I was all excited for the women’s figure skating long program. I was rooting for Irina Slutskia all the way. She really was the best and most consistent skater at the Olympics. But oh, such a shame! Under all that pressure she was not able to attain the gold, what she truly deserved… but bronze. She not only had pressure from herself but also from the Russian team. They really wanted a clean sweep. So far in the Men’s, Couple’s and Couple’s Dance all who received gold were Russian. Irina was the last one. I feel so bad for her. She is 29 so there won’t be another Olympics for her. I feel the same about her as I do about Kwan. Both are phenomenal skaters. Both deserved a gold Olympic metal. Neither got it. Oh how I desperately want to throw a huge box of tomatoes at the judges and yell “YOU IDIOTS!! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?!” But sadly… tomatoes are not in season.

Oh this has ended a sad night.

Owww… I’m sour. You know that feeling when you are super sore… all over… and all you want to do is crawl into a hot tub or take a bath in Icy Hot? Ouuuwww ouch.

In memory of

In honor of three people I miss miserably

I love you!

The Fico

Well, as you know, I go to Tae Boe every Tuesday and Thursday. Tonight being Tuesday I went. But Mom was sick, therefore I hitched a ride with Betsy. We took…the Fico. I had never been inside that car, and boy it is an experience. My knees may have been against the dashboard, and the windshield only 7inches away from my face, but I loved it. There is no lock on the Fico door so we just left the car and went inside the gym. After an hour of sweating like a pig we get back into the little red car and head home. Betsy and I talk and laugh until we got to the bottom of my hill. “Just drop me off at the bottom of the hill, you don’t have to go up” I told Betsy. “Are you sure?” “Yep” As we pulled up to the bridge she slowed to a stop. A second earlier I noticed a man, drunk I might add, who was sitting on the sidewalk and waved to us. And as soon as we stopped he came over to my side and started to try to open the door. I automatically thought ‘lock it!’ but there was no lock to lock, nor was there a door handle to hold onto to keep him from opening the door. All I could do was say, “go, Go, GO!” *Clunk, RRR, Pop* went the clutch and stick. So up the hill we went. Leaving the man standing in the street. The Fico made it great, but I was still laughing hysterically from what the man did, and me yelling “go, go go!” I try to get out once we arrive at my house but my feet don’t fit between the seat and the front dash board, so they got stuck for a little while. (I’m sure it didn’t help that I was still laughing) After managing to finally get out, say goodbye, close the mini-car’s door, and turn around to see the Fico heading down the hill. But apearently I didn’t close it well enough because it was open about 3/4inch. Tears of laughter streamed down my face as I imagined Betsy making a turn and the door flying open Oh, I love that car.

The picture is quite obviously not the Summay’s Fico. But I made this picture for those of you who have not seen a Fico, nor can imagine how small it is. Notice how big I am in comparison .

Whatever!

Well I put in my birthday into one of those 'what does your birthday tell you about yourself' type of things... and this is what I got. Tell me if you agree or disagree.

Your Birthdate: October 28

You have a Type A personality so big it makes other Type A's shrink away in shame. You never shy away from adversity - and you love to tackle impossible problems. Failure is not an option for you, and more than a few people are put off by your ego. You tend to be controlling, and you hate leaving anything up to chance. Your strength: Your bold approach to life Your weakness: You don't accept help Your power color: Bronze Your power symbol: Pyramid Your power month: October

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

V-day Joys

I normally have a 'no-blogging' policy on weekends. The reason is because after spending my whole school week on the computer I really don't even want to look at my lovely Toshiba. However, since I hadn't updated in a while, I thought I would break my policy.

I want address something. It is about Valentine's Day. I LOVE this holiday! I love the fact that I can make pink heart-shaped pancakes and pink eggs. I love the fact that I can wear pink everything and only be considered festive. I love eating pink cupcakes with little frosting hearts on them. I love the fact that my brother and dad get me and mom flowers. (And this time jewelry) I even Love the fact that I don't have a Valentine,I mean come on, guys are so hard to buy for! Overall, I really like Valentines Day.

Speaking of Valentines Day I have to show you something that I put in my Dad's V-day card. This was the outside:

When Most Girls look at their Dads
This is what they see-

(Then I had miscellaneous pictures such as a money tree and TV)

BUT This is what I see

(Then He would open it up to see-)



Happy be-lated Valentine's Day everybody!

death comest to us by night

I have been meaning to blog about this for quite awile now, but i have just not had the time. It was last Tuesday night... Mom and I had just had our excersise class. She was a little sore. But I just took a shower, turned on my little heater, and went to bed. When all the sudden (at about 5am) I sat up in bed. What had awoken me? Then I smelt it. It was something I've never smelt. It was not plasticy, but not a wood or coal smell either. Then I looke at my heater. "Ah, that must be it" So i got up, turned it off, and went back to bed. Next thing I know it is about 8:30am and mom wakes me up. She had just got done walking with Aunt Jacque. She sat on the bed adjacent from mine.
"Larissa, I can't believe what I almost did!"
"What? Whats wrong? What happend?"
"I left the stove on all night, I was heating our physical thearpy heating-pad and I forgot about it and when to bed. For 9 hours the stove's gas burned, full blast."

When I saw the pot I was amazed. The outside had started to melt because of the extreme heat. On the inside (we opened it only when it was cooled down) our physical-theapy-pad had been literally cooked into coal. The certain chemicals that filled the pad had been heated so much that they melted and vaporize. And when the pot cooled they stuck to the lid and sides almost as a hard candied-glass.



I realized it was the smell of the heating-pad burning that woke me up!! (Lesson- if you smell something weird get up and check out EXACTLY where the smell is coming from!) The whole house could have burned down!! Praise the Lord that He protected us! Our gas stove was burning full-flame for nine hours!!!

And thus: death almost came to us by night!

Life

Hey guys,

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I just want to let you guys know that I am alive. I don't know when I will be able to post again... just don't count on one for atleast 2-3 days. My plate is so full and I am extremely overwhelmed. I have a lot of junk in my life that I need to sort out, so prayer would be greatly appriciated.

I love you all very much!

Ode to the Comics

In honor of Sunday Comics... even though it is Monday...

Big brother

I thought this was cool. These are of Africa. (I love Google-Earth) One is of hippos crowding in a mudhole. Can you believe how many there are?! Look at the second picture... it is of a African village. Very cool. Click to enlarge.