Tuesday, February 27, 2007

What do you want?

Tired of snow and wind and no sunshine?
Sick of all work and no vacation?
Here is what you do,
go to the store buy yourself a little toy boat
next take a lawn chair for your spot where you store them
take your umbrella.
Now go to your bathroom set the lawn chair next to the tub
fill the tub with water and put your boat in the water
now put your umbrella so it is above you.
Have a string attached to the toilet handle.
OK sit in your chair
and enjoy the sounds of running water every time you pull the string
attached to the toilet handle.
Watch as the water moves the boat about in your tub.
;) :< =) sanny

Monday, February 26, 2007

Lame but my Own(you may criticize it)

Who could have fortold
that tears of old would one day gleam like gold,
on a page so cold with years of age and mold.
On this page so bold were the words
"Please hold my hand for I am old but I have been told you love me."
sandy

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Singing to the sky

Howdy hoe to those below,

First of all the beginning of this week was so warm I almost went outside without a coat I said it felt like spring.

Sky's of blue sea of green, whatever so choir started Thursday it is so fun to sing (I can't sing)with no care if I was off key because I sing quieter then everyone else and no one can hear me except maybe Norah and this girl named Sarah the people who sit next to me because of everyone else is a singin. After choir Mom Grandma and I met the O'Neill ladies for dinner I went to violin next. To the movie theater I went with Norah and Mrs. O'Neill we watched a good movie that made me cry it was called The Bridge to Tarbithia after the movie we went and ate salad and bread sticks they took me home where I jumped into my barn clothes and went out to milk five cows and feed calves. That's about it

s
Sandy

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Ode to my grassy meadow

It's not a poem it is an ode please dream with me as we forget the snow and wind.


ODE TO MY GRASSY MEADOW
I stare at the clouds as they pass over the sun while I lie in the grassy green meadow,
were the weeds and hay grow about me.
Taking in the sun that warms my skin to a glowing red color.
Peace creeps over me along with a couple of ants that I soon flick away.
I giggle thinking of past summer spent in the grassy meadow.
The wind blows through my hair as I sit up to watch the cows in the pasture below.
I get to my feet and go a running with no care,
through the meadow giving a couple of rabbits a scare.
Suddenly I hear a giggle that's not my own.
I look about and see a creek that's laughing at me or with me I don't know which.
As I stare at the gleaming water I hear a bird in the sky I whistle back and then I sigh,
"what a lucky girl am I to be in this grassy green meadow."
Sandy's ode


Lost or just Hidin

"If your lost look for me because I am too but really we are not lost we are just hiding from the world of_____________!"

Please fill in the blank.

Friday, February 23, 2007

The remembering is sweet

February 17 2007,

What a day that was it started something like this, I got up did my morning routine of dressing washing and eating, Yeah! like you all wanted to know that.
I went out and fed hay to those cute little animals I like to call cows Next I bedded them and put them in while dad was out spreading the manure. we got done really early for some reason so I had time to take a shower and rag curl the bottom of my hair before dinner(lunch) My sister came for dinner so we talked and ate together after the table was cleaned up I made a hot dish in the crock pot. Mom left to pick my Grandma up at the airport. Stacy and I played a game of Rummy Cube, Dad was on the computer and napping (off and on). Stacy left and dad got went to the basement when i heard the knock I had been a waitin fer. It was Stephen he asked if the party was going to be here since there was no cars. I said yep it was suppose to be here but everyone was coming a little later. So there I was trying my best not to look like a fool. Paul, Malachi, Beth, Stephen, and Mark were the ones I was trying my best to entertain. So I thought well I'll get them so bored that when everyone else arrives they will want to play games. I took them up stairs to look at pics then back down stairs to look at pictures on the computer. Mary Ellen finally arrived and we played a game of Imagine If It was really fun I think they were surprised at how much fun they had. Norah arrived with my pretzels(thanks doll they were great) When we finished the game and played Taboo my team lost. I dished up food for everyone while we played.Christine arrived while we were a playin. When the game was finished I went and got ready to go. We all played Mafia for a game and a half then we left for the symphony I rode with the Rows. When we got to the symphony the driver let us all off Mary Beth Stephen and I waited at the door with the drivers tickets when inside we saw there was three seats together we (Mary and I) asked Beth if she wanted to sit next to us, nearer the front then everyone else was, but she said no so Stephen sat with us I almost fell flat on my face I tripped over a seat I almost fell right into two people I had never seen before. It was so funny but of course I did not think so at the time. Mary sat down then me next Stephen and last Daniel. It was a totally wicked symphony it was great music I loved it and like always the conductor was funny as anything. After the the symphony we all talked and took pictures. after that we said our goodbyes it was a little sad to think that we will not see the Fries's for a couple of months hugs were exchanged and promises to e-mail were made and off I went home to bed so in the wee hours in the morning I could milk cows.

So long and hurray I am finished updates from a week ago.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Poems not my own

*We are all pencils in the hand of God. Mother Teresa*

~If you love somebody let them go if they return they were always yours if they don't, they never were~ I love this one so romantical

{ The whispers of a pretty girl can be heard further than a roar lion.}

!Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies! Lord Byron quote (I really like this one also)



Hope you like them, you all sanny