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ARRRR!!!

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Arr, mateys!!! It’s National Talk Like A Pirate Day! Be sure to swab the decks or shiver me timbers or whatever pirates do.

Buy a ship!
Name it something catchy like: The Black Pearl; the Umbiquitous Unicorn; The Funky Chicken, etc.,etc…
Go raid the 7 seas (actually, I counted, and there are about 31 seas.)
Sing ‘A Pirate’s Life For Me!’ Make it your ship’s anthem.

Or to save a lot of money, just buy the Boat Game. (I hope I did that link right O_o)

Ciao for no – I mean ARRR!!! Bye, now, mateys!

The Harry Potter review from “she-who-must-not-be-annoyed”

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AUGH!!! I don’t know what to think about Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows! I hated it as I loved it.

Things I loved:
The storyline

J.K. Rowling’s way of writing (she really knows how to connect items throughout the books)

The ending

Things I hated:
She killed so many good people!!!!!

She killed so many good people!!!!!

Characters:
Harry: Starting in the fifth book, Harry had really turned into an arrogant snot, but in this book he’s so awesome!

Hermione: She’s definitley my favorite character. She’s really sensible, keeps her head in desperate situations, and knows what to pack when going on a trip!

Ron: Probably one of my least favorite characters. He’s extremely tempermental (with emphasis on the mental), and at one point in the book I just wanted to slap him.

Ginny: She’s so sweet.

Snape: You know, I gained a lot of respect for him in this book.

Well, anyway, I don’t really know what else to tell you, because I don’t want to spoil anything for the two people haven’t finished the book or heard how it turns out already. Let’s see: Harry turns 17, Voldemort’s name is Tabooed, and George — never mind. It is the grimmest and darkest book that Rowling has written so far, and it’s very intriguing. I think that’s all I can say without giving anything away, so …

Ciao for now!!

Biding my time

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The crickets here in Texas are so loud, even during the day. Their voice box and vocal cords must be mutated.

All the rest of the missionaries arrive today. I’m approaching this with some trepidation, because I don’t know what they’ll be like. The people already here are really nice. I’ll have random people coming up to me and saying, “Hi, you’re Patience, right? I know your Mom.”

There’s a guy named Angelo here that I had a really good talk with this morning. He just turned 20 yesterday. He’s really nice, and he’s going to Romania with us! We were talking about Teen Mania and what we wanted to do in life. He said he wanted to travel around the world and preach in different churches. Future husband prospect? Hmmm… just kidding! I wouldn’t want to submit him to the usual torture for prospective boyfriends … disembowelment… decapitation… having a harpoon run through him. Or even being thrown out the window by my Dad, wearing his Haggar pants.

Well, I’m off to check the blogs.

Ciao for now!

Yo-ho, me hearties!

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YEAH!

The new Pirates of the Carribean is out!!! My father and I went to go see it today. Boy, was it worth the wait!

Characters:
Will Turner: Still interesting, with a side of smart-aleck to him.

Elizabeth Swann: She’s a bit secretive this time around, but still sassy.

Tia Dalma: Your basic voodoo chick, but is something going on between her and Davy Jones?

Davy Jones: Man, I was sad when he died. He was one of the best characters!

Captain Jack Sparrow: His first scene is quite funny. But whatever happened to his hat? It was missing in a few scenes…

Then, of course, there is the old enemy from the second movie, Lord Beckett. His exit is pretty good, but I don’t really understand it.

The suspense in the movie is really good, and in a few scenes you’ve gotta wonder what the hey is going on. I can’t wait for it to come out on DVD!

For those of you going to see it, stay until the end of the credits because there is another scene. A short one, yes, but still…
Man, I really want to tell you all that happens, but I’d better not. Must…control…mouthfingers!

See the movie. You won’t be disappointed.

Ciao for now!

13 Predictions for When I’m Old

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Uncle Ben tagged me with the “13 Predictions of When I’m Old” meme.
1. I will still be fit enough to do effective Tae Kwon Do.
2. I will have gone to Italy at least two more times.
3. I will have grandchildren.
4. I will not have a billion cats.
5. I won’t sit on the front porch all day yelling, “Whippersnappers!” (what is that anyway?)
6. I will have some cute car, like a Bug or a Mini Cooper.
7. I will still be 25 when I’m old.
8. I will have written 3 successful books.
9. I won’t be crochety.
10. I won’t have more wrinkles than I can help.
11. I will have been on at least 5 different mission’s trips. (I’ve already been on one, soon to be two!)
12. I won’t be senile.
13. I won’t be senile.

You know, I’ve never really understood why ‘youth is wasted on the young’. Who else would it be wasted on? And I would like it if you would find out how many people enjoy being young before you start making assumptions that we don’t appreciate it.

Ciao for now, you young whippersnappers!

For those of you who think Tae Kwon Do is worthless…

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Well, you’re WRONG! (No, I didn’t get to hurt anyone.)

Yesterday after Tae Kwon Do (I was still in uniform), my loving and wonderful mother took me to Jimmy John’s and sent me in by myself with ten dollars. I ordered my sandwich, and the guy behind the counter said, “Hey, can you do some crazy Tae Kwon Do thing outside so we can see it? I’ll give you a free cookie.”

I said, “Well, I don’t think I’d want to do it outside, but I can do it in here.” The cashier guy agreed, so I executed two kicks with appropriate yells. There were two men who were sitting at a booth, and when I kicked, they cheered. So, I got a delicious cookie. I was ready to leave, so I pushed the door open. But the guy behind the counter said, “Hold on, we’ll give you something else!”

I also received a $5 gift certificate, which was more than what I had spent! It was amazing. Who knew that you could gain something of monetary value with Tae Kwon Do lessons, other than saving money by not having to go the hospital if someone attacks you in the middle of a dark alley with no-one around. But why would you be walking down a dark–sorry, getting a little off-topic there.

Ciao for now!

Chat room

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We (Rev. Mother, MD, and Tiger Lilly) have decided to live co-blog.
RM: Do you have any chocolate left?
MD: None that you can have.
RM: Why am I asking you? I got chocolate for Mother’s Day!
MD: Do you have any chocolate that I can have?
RM takes computer because she types faster than the other two put together.
MD: I need to paint my nails.
RM: Why?
MD: Cause they’re naked.
TL: LOL
MD: You have a fleur de lis on your butt.
TL: Thanks.
MD: Look, my legs are the same color as the sheet.
TL: You have to put exclamation points there.
RM: No I don’t.
TL: Yes, you do.
RM: Hey! No co-typing.
MD: So today we were going to go to Target and buy a wading pool. One of those little toddler pools.
TL: Yeah, it was so hot.
DM: But we didn’t, it was kind of anticlimactic.
MD leaves the chat room to go wash her hands so she can paint her nails.
MD: I’m back, what color? Tropical Punch. ChaChing Cherry. Las Vegas Strip Poker. (RM looks askance) Taupe-less Showgirls. Opus in Amber. Symphony in Gold. Malaysian Mist. Dinner for Two. Love Letter. Osaka to me Orange. Arctic Glacier. Vintage. I’m not Really a Waitress. Mrs. O’Leary’s Barbecue. And Plum.
General laughter.
MD: What do you think?
RM: mmmm, what are you going to wear?
MD: I don’t know.
RM: That red one, that shiny red one.
MD: I just did that one.
RM: Don’t do orange, it’s ugly.
TL & MD: It is not!
MD: It goes with my shirt.
MD: How about Tropical Punch. It’s pretty, it’s summery.
TL: Can you drink it?
MD: No, but you can try.
MD: I bet Dad never asks us to blog again.
LOL
TL: More like never lets us.
OHHHH, we should talk about Judy who’s getting married in the salon.
TL: What about her?
MD: Uh..she’s getting married in the salon
MD: Are you going to ask me some questions so it’s more like a discussion, instead of a monologue?
RM: Where’s the reception?
MD: At the salon. I get to be the cake server!
RM: That sounds like a very inexpensive way to get married. I mean, she’s not paying any rental on the ‘hall’ right?
MD: Not that I know of.
TL: She’s crazy.
MD: Yeah, she kind of is. No, she’s eccentric.
RM: I think you should consider getting married there.
MD: I’d get the employee discount! Her wedding’s on Saturday.
RM: How old is she?
MD: In her early sixties. This is her second marriage.
RM: How old is the groom?
MD: I think they’re about the same age. It was his idea.
RM: Really?
MD: Yeah, Judy and Frank were out to dinner with Judy’s friend Evelyn, and they were talking about where they could get married on short notice, and Frank said, “Why not the beauty shop”?
RM: So, I assume they’re not having a sit down dinner.
MD: No, champaigne and cake and choc. dipped strawberries. The shampoo bowls are going to be filled with ice and they are going to be the coolers for the champaigne bottles. And my boss bought 30 yards of tulle to hang from the ceiling and drape everywhere. We’re also going to have entertainment.
TL: So, are you going to be the entertainment?
MD: Not this time.
RM: What’s the entertainment?
MD: It’s this lady who the bride knows who’s a professional jazz singer and she’s bringing along a piano player.
RM: And a piano?
MD: Yeah.
TL: I think my bruise is fading.
RM: Do you want us to fix that for you?
TL: Not really.
RM: I’m hungry.
MD: Yeah, me too, I want ice cream.
TL: Let’s go to DQ.
RM: No.
MD: I want cake.
MD: And how much did you pay for the rock and roll t-shirt/that proves you were there, that you heard of them first?
RM looks confused
MD: That’s cake.
TL: Cake should be capitalized in that area.
RM: You’re right.
RM leaves the room to get a snack.

MD: Well, that was fun. Join us next time for the wild and crazy randomness of the Night-Women.

TL: Ciao for now!

Update:

For more “team” blogging from two-thirds of this trio, check out this post.

Chirp! Chirp!

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Judging by the title, you might have guessed what has happened. We have a new birdy in the household!

We are keeping the newbie for a few days to see if she (he? It’s only 8 months old, not old enough to tell what gender it is) and Birdy-wirdy are compatible.

The sad part of the story is: my friend (Angelina) called me up and said that another of my friends (Olivia) had a bird that had died, so they were going to give away their remaining bird because it never got any attention, and it had bonded with the late birdy. So my mom called Olivia’s mom, and last night I came home from Tae Kwon Do and walked into the living room. There was a white bird cage sitting next to the cage that Birdy-wirdy was in.

“Oh,” I said. “New bird cage?” I went closer. AACCKK!! An adorable yellow face was looking at me. The new parakeet has bright yellow and green plumage (can you hear my dad in the background saying “Remarkable bird, the Norwegian Blue. Lovely plumage!”) with black on it’s back and tail. Mom said it’s name is Chiquita, and Olivia’s family thought that it was a girl. But I think it might be a boy, because it’s cere (the area above its beak that’s pink for a girl and blue for a boy) has a little bit of blue.

And mom said no more pets!

Ciao for now!

Birthdays…

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Years ago, on April 3rd, God gave a gift to my Grandma and Grandpa. That gift was my Dad.

Today’s my Daddy’s birthday (I won’t tell you how old he is, I’m not sure he would like that). I woke up to multiple tappings on my bedroom door. That was the Mall Diva telling me to get up so we could run downstairs and present the presents to Dad.

Mall Diva’s gifts:
Two video games (Justice League Heroes, Sonic Heroes)

My gifts:
A box of Mike and Ike’s
A box of Jolly Rancher Gummies (he’s into the fruity candy)

When he shook the wrapped box of Mike and Ike’s he shook it and said, “Hmmm… Good and Plenty’s?”

“No,” I said. “I hate Good and Plenty’s, so I would never buy you those for your birthday.” (I mean, what if he wanted to share?)

The Reverend Mother’s gift has not arrived yet. She ordered it yesterday (our family has a knack for ordering things for people and the item not arriving in time for the birthday/Christmas).

Here’s a poem for my Daddy:
Happy happy happy happy happy happy
happy happy happy happy happy happy
happy happy happy happy happy happy
happy happy happy happy happy Biiiiiiiirrrrrrthday!

Haiku:
Have a fun Birthday
I hope it brings you lots of
joy, Happy Birthday.
(Calling the Department of Redundancy Department!)