I do think we truly need to pray for Obama. That he would make wise decisions and reverse his view on abortion. I don't believe he's as bad as everyone makes him. Yet we still need to pray.
On a funny note, at our Tapestry co-op was learning about the Tarrif of Obamanation(I think that's how you spell it). One of the boys came up with a "brilliant" word shall we say. "Hey 'Obama' nation!" When I saw this, I was like, I have to post this. I guess he wasn't the only one to think of it!
Rules:1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages) American Quilts Book 1:Ellen's Story 2. Open to page 123. 3. Find the fifth sentence, which is: Ellen arranged arrowheads to look like stars. 4. Post the next three sentences:"Pretend it's a star quilt,"said Louisa. "We're having Sunday dinner on the grounds." "Julia and I could have made a quilt. If she had stayed." 5. Tag five people. Let's see. . . Morgan Emily Chelsey M. Christianne (I can't think of anyone else, if you read this and you haven't been tagged, consider yourself offically tagged!)
I've been wanting a gerbil for about a month now, and I'll be getting one after Thanksgiving. They are soooo cute!!!! They look like a mouse, but are bigger and have a furry tail. I'm so exited!!!(can you tell?)!!!!!
Science! Bleh! For those of you who enjoy science, good for you, but I don't. Give me something practical, for ex. math. There's nothing wrong with scientist. In fact, thank you all scientists out there, we would be where we are today without you, but that's not for me. All right I'm done
Wow! This story is sooo funny. PECANS IN THE CEMETERY On the outskirts of a small town years ago, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two brothers in need of some cash filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts which they would later sell. "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said the brother that was dividing them. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence. A boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me." He just knew what it was. "Oh my", he shuddered, "It's Satan and the Lord dividing the souls at the cemetery." He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along, "Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls." The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk." When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled to the cemetery. Standing by the fence they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me..." The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been tellin' the truth. Let's see if we can see the Lord himself." Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord. At last they heard, "One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence, and we'll be done." They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the boy on the bike.
OMG! I'm posting again! Ok, I know nobody look at this, but still. Allright, I've not been posting because I've been crazy busy. It's my new favorite term. I'm always "crazy busy," atleast with school. Isn't everybody?!