Oh, Say Can You See…..

We have passed through the flea market again.

Well, I almost posted when I woke up at about 5:30 a.m., but I didn’t because I found I was to tired. (Also I probably would have posted gibberish). We left at 6:00. It was already 74 degrees. The air was thick. It was still a little misty when I went outside, wearing my blue cape and wearing my Indiana Jones (similar) hat. I thought of the four hobbits leaving at the break of day from Crickhollow, just like we were this morning. Only, of course, we weren’t riding ponies, nor did we have a deathly terror at our tail and mysterious peril in the mists ahead.

Then we got donuts and drove on.

In the east it was red. I saw a tinsy glimpse of the sun. It was also red.

Me “The red sun rises.”

Thol and I “Blood has been spilled this night.”

Dad “I knew that was coming.”

(Because every time the sun is red or something, you have to quote that line from Legolas, you just have to).  When we all got a fuller glimpse of the sun, it looked like a japanese sunrise. It really did. Also on the way I saw three crows.
I think it was about 11:00 when we broke for lunch (we started at 7:00), (of course I had some ice cream before that, but that was only because I was starving. Dad was sent out to find me food. Because the first time I felt hungry Mom sent him to get me lemonade…but….it was in a foam cup, no straw, sugar coated the lip of the cup, and it was thick and pulpy. So that didn’t work. Dad drank it instead.) and we were carrying on a conversation about something (I remember what Mom was saying, but how it connects to a conversation I forget. My fault. Mea Cupla.), that is when she said this “News for you flash!”

After that it was hot. But I did find some pretty cool stuff.
On the way home (after a long trek with plenty of loot (as Mom calls it) in our bags…) I looked out the window, Thol almost/sort of fell asleep, and Mom and Dad talked about China’s economy, Europe toy/everything business, the way Connecticut it set up, and so on and so on.

Now on a more seriouse note,

To all those who have died, lost limbs, fought, protected and defended our country, living or dead, we honor and thank you for your service today. May God bless you and all the wives, sisters, children, brothers, fathers, mothers, and any other relation of those who have fought for our country.

And if our country continues falling like it is, let’s hope we don’t go with it.

~Alp

P.S alright, I know, it’s pretty, it even looks like snow when it comes down (reference to Matched), but the cottonwood has got to go! I go outside and I feel like I have to itch my eyes. Gr.

lalalalala

Poor Mom has gone nearly crazy trying to find songs for the Retreat. She has been listening since last night to cheezy Christian Music. And they ALL SOUND THE SAME.

But that is a whole other blog post, which I will probably refrain from writing since it is a distasteful subject.

On the other hand, I just finished a drawing today, which I also started today.

Here it is: (I will probably do some touching up sometime today).

(Wow. A rather large juvenile Robin was sitting on the patio looking up at the sun a second ago. Then suddenly a chipmunk came leaping out of the sky and scared it away. As Poncho would say: “Attack of the chipmunk warriors!”)

Well, that is it for today. I am rather exhausted, and I am currently sitting on the couch debating what to do. (That’s why I posted a blog. I also was feeling a little guilty about not having posted in a while). And, by the by, my pumpkins sprouted.

~Alp

Events

Well today I had a bowling ball thrown at my face. But don’t worry, it didn’t leave a mark.

Because it was a plastic bowling ball after all. Thol and I were babysitting a kid and we were playing bowling….and the ball went for my face. But it was not as bad when Thol had jumped  on my nose by accident and I thought I might get a black eye (I didn’t though).

Mom (and me, and Thol) was trying to think of a name for a shop on Etsy….(Mom while joking around…)

Mom: “Art for the Smart Heart.” (I didn’t realize hearts were smart) “Odds and Ends” (like that hasn’t been done before) and “Sunnyside Arts” (Well since Toy Story Three was made, we probably shouldn’t go for that).

Also on saturday we went to an AWESOME community garage sale. Where I acquired: a pocket watch that doesn’t work (Who needs to tell the time?), a map of London (Seriously, the only thing you need in life is a map of London. And a pocket watch that doesn’t work), and an army patch. We also popped into the Army and Navy store, which was totally awesome. If I need a backpack, I am going there. We also went into the bakery and got a brownie (Dad and I did), which Dad thinks (or jokes) that its a front  for the mafia because they only take cash. But….old ladies are working their so I doubt that. And they have really good brownies. Plus I wasn’t poisoned by eating them.

~Alp

And Six become Twenty-Four

Well I planted today. And that is when I found out that my six tomatoes plants (the ones in Isolation Boot Camp.They were sitting on the steps of the porch. Dun, dun, dun.) were actually “24″ plants.

And here’s a picture.

   Sorry that it’s blurry. I did take it on Mom’s phone. So.

And here’s some more pictures of what I planted:

 In this picture my oregano is practically devouring my basil, because it had four directions to lean in, but it had to lean into the Basil. It just had to.

And plus I already planted my peas and potatoes, and today I planted my pumpkins. And a beast tore into my compost.

NO!

Well, I don’t know if the correct term would be “beast” as it might as well be a “raccoon” (scary, scary). BUT, what I do know is that the chicken wire is toppled over and ripped.
I don’t know how. I have to get to fixing that sometime….after I put the chicken wire around the gardens….well, after Dad does.

~Alp

“But There’s a Body in the Window Seat!”

Thol: “Ew. There was soap in that cup. I just drank soap. Oh my gosh that was disgusting.”

That is a short clip of life.

Another one is this: The C’s were over……and Gabby says to me…

Gabby: “You have two more tonsils to be taken out.”

Me: “Oh dear.”

Christina: “You have a hundred million more tonsils to be taken out!” (laughing as she speaks). “Actually….a..um, twenty-nine.”

And then right now, Thol discovered ants in the pantry.

Thol: “Dad! There are two ants in the pantry!”

Dad: “What? You have to speak louder I can’t hear you!”

Thol: “DAD! THERE ARE TWO ANTS IN THE PANTRY!” So that means we have to spray. But, in order to do so, we have to take out all the contents. And its nine o’clock at night, I just returned from dance, haven’t eaten, and was called to duty of helping Dad remove the objects. Oh boy. And some of the objects I removed revealed a hoard of ants….crawling around a bit of wrapped candy….

Dad: “Isn’t this fun?”

Me: (sarcastically) “This funnest this in my life.”

(later)

Dad: “That was fun.”

Mom: “And a barrel of laughs. Right Alp?”

I don’t answer. As I am writing this blog, and don’t feel like it is the funnest thing. So now I am going to make mac ‘n’ cheese. Yes, this late at night.

~Alp

“When I Came Here My Eyes Were Big Blue Question Marks. Now They’re Green Dollar Marks.”

As we were driving to Washington D.C…..

Mom, “Can you feel the power?”

Me, “Feel the power of the Dark Side.”

And then, after passing on the highway a very interesting couple….

Mom, “Yes, Charles…….Charles wer’re going to be late. I told you to leave an hour early. Cocktails are in an hour…………Yes, we have to drive with the little people……Look how dirty their cars are…”

Me, “I bet their Air Conditioning works.” (In our van it is broken, and while we were driving back it was 91 in D.C…so….I was dying in the back seat, trying to sleep. It was TURTURE! TURTURE I TELL YOU! Anyway, back to the story.)

Mom, “Yes, she doesn’t want to ruin her makeup.”

Me, “Or his.”

So life goes on……which today in morning dance class, Thol noticed that on my pointe shoes I wasn’t wearing moleskin (that is a pad thingy that you put on the tip of your point shoe to aid against slipping. It’s really only used for beginners). I hadn’t really noticed either, but hey! I wasn’t falling!

Well, except I couldn’t get up on my turns. But that has nothing to do with moleskin. I was sleepy.

Roger out,

~Alp

P.S. the quote above is from “Mr. Smith Goes to Washington” if you wanted to know.

Bright and Beautiful

Today a special package came: my new pointe shoes! (And to leotards that didn’t fit. Oi.) and, on request to Brenda, I shall compare the new to the old:

Well that side looks a lot dirtier. But that is what happens when one walks on the floor.;)

Also, I don’t like the new ribbons. They are to thin. But that’ s ok. Who really cares.

That’s all for today folks!

~Alp