Monday, August 31, 2009
puffed by The Reluctant Dragon at 2:09 PM
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Quick question: Does anyone know how The Reluctant Dragon button started???
The other day, I was thinking about making one, and Bracie asked, "I thought you already did!"
And I saw that there was one.
I am very flattered. =D
Anyhow, I am going off to battle! Well, that is, an Airsoft battle.
You gotta love it.
Friday, August 28, 2009
How do you really spell Sylwyness? Is it really a word? In the (2) lessons of latin I studied, we had to repeat, "Sylwa, Sylwae, Forest, Forest" over and over and over again.
Anyway, here are Bracie and I holding our new, insanely awesome, Scottish DIRKS!!!
Bracie is looking very lovely and Elvish.
And what could be more awesome than running with your cloak flying in the wind? By the way, green cloaks are excellent for camouflage, but it makes them difficult to photograph. =D
Dewey leaves seem to occur frequently in photography, and I felt the need to try my hand at it. Sargeant, my dog, nearly destroyed the leaf by licking it, stepping on it or eating it, about seventeen times.
This one is Bracie's:
Aren't they awesome! I am spilling over with delight! They were gifts from my grandmother, who went to Scotland recently. They came unsharpened, but took them to a professional sharpener. We get them back next Thursday.
As you can see from the vast amounts of pictures I am posting, I am quite obsessed with my dirk.
I need some knee socks to slip it into for Easy Transportation. =D (That's one of the traditional ways of wearing them)
Grandma also gave Bracie and I each a beret. I really, really wish I had Scottish heritage.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
I know, I know this is an old post. But I though I'd re-post it in honor of Bracie's new blog.
First Person: "Hey, wanna hear a construction joke?"
Second Person: "Sure!"
First Person: "Sorry, I'm still working on it."
Hysterical laughter erupts from the crowd. Of course.
But seriously, folks.
The layout of this blog is kind of weird at the moment because I am trying to turn it into a three column layout. However, it does the irritating thing where it puts a sidebar thingamajig under the header instead of in the SIDEbar. Hmph.
Anyone know how to fix this?
Monday, August 24, 2009
A couple nights ago, Bracie was studying a book, How to Win Scholarships for College.
It was fascinating, I assure you.
Anyway, I was writing a quirky story, which completely absorbed my attention. Words tumbled out of my inspired mind like, uh, ink from a pen. I wrote so fast that I kept tearing the paper of my composition notebook with my pen's nib. Etc. Etc.
Bracie, who wanted to take notes but who had forgotten paper, said,
"Hey Oph, will you write something down for me?"
Me: "Mmmm-Hmmm." Still planning the next sentence of my story in my mind, I turned to another page.
Bracie: "Put down S.A.T.-"
Then, I looked down at my paper. I had absentmindedly written:
Yeah. Smart, huh?
Friday, August 21, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Has anyone who reads this blog actually seen the cartoon?
As of late, we have been attempting to clean out our disastrously messy attic. Only instead of cleaning the attic, it seems like we are simply making the rest of the house cluttered. Our furnace room, the small closet-ish room in which the ladder to the attic stands, is shoulder high with garbage bags filled with JUNK! So, to get up, we swing from a lip on the inside of the door way. It is quite a feat of athleticism. I am very proud of myself. =D
These past few days, I have been making crucial decisions, like "Do we really need to keep the stuffed animal Pooh Bear I played with when I was six?" and "Must we keep three different copies of The Secret Garden?"
The worst part about cleaning up there is that I cannot stand up straight. My back hurts and I feel like I am 80 instead of 14. And there's always the chance that I could fall through the ceiling. Ah Well. I suppose I might survive. Maybe.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
I found this on another blog, and I think it is awesome. I have doubts (strong ones) about the truth of the trick. =D
Now for the real question: Would you do it? I would in a heartbeat.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
In this fantastic example of our camera's capabilities, perhaps you may be able to see Giles, my brother, and Audrey:
They are the blue blob close to the front and the tallish blob right next to that. I really do not like our camera. For a while, it would only take pictures in shades of blue. Then orange. Now blurry.
Monday, August 10, 2009
One Ophelia. Yup, I am back. Well, back online. I wasn't really gone, but Audrey was here and we were busy. In honor of her:
And I was suddenly, tragically struck with the thought that it is August, and I have less than a month before school starts. Maybe it was the rain that reminded me. Or perhaps it was starting my Writing about Books course I took this morning. Anyway, here's how I feel about the subject: Sick, by Shel Silverstein
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
This is a highly intelligent, instructional video. If you watch it, it is imperative that you teach the thingamabob to someone else. Aubrey taught it to moi. Perhaps the trick isn't the most useful skill in the world. However, I maintain that it is an art! No body ever accused Picasso of creating useful things.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
As you may have noticed, I forgot to tag anyone for that last tag.
This is difficult, for I have no idea who has already completed it! It seems to be going around with alarming rapidity!
I shall tag:
I am on a Veggie Tales craze, and I thought I might as well drag you all along with me. That's one of the great things about having younger siblings: you get to go back and watch all the videos you saw as a Little. Or maybe I'm just weird.
If you can believe it, I am working hard to commit this one to memory.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
I regret to inform you that I cannot do the Favorite Historical Figure tag, because I cannot pick just one figure to do it with.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Today, I let a hoard of happy little children paint my face and arms. It was a merry time. From experience, I know that it is much more fun to paint someone's face than it is to be painted. Seriously, for a very short time period in my life, I wanted to be a face painter.
Now, getting home and washing the paint off my face, I realize that the red color does not wash. It is still faintly blotchy red. So, since I had a lovely red smiley face on one cheek, I now look as though I am very bad at applying blush.
However, I am consoled with the fact that they had a jolly good time. What's your good deed of the day?