Short Post in a Long Time

Now with Thanksgiving gone and past, I'm getting ready for the holidays.  I can't wait for advent...and then Christmas of course!

But I guess since everyone is writing about how thankful they are for things, maybe I'll write about my thankfulness until Advent begins.  Which isn't long so...

Starting:

I'm thankful for God most of all.  I mean, He's was/is/will always be there for me.  I've been learning lots about him through experience and I hope in the future I can get to love him even more.  Sometimes I feel like I just kind of keep Him in my pocket and only use Him occasionally when I should be wearing him on my heart wear everyone can see.  I'm thankful that, even though I can be a terrible person in all my sin, God always will love me for me.

I'm thankful for my family, which I have so much of.  I love my mother and my father for always being here for me and caring for me even if I don't act like I care in return.  I'm thankful that they're so understanding of me even when I think they don't.

My siblings have always set good examples for me and I'm so thankful for all their help in my life. I thank them for all their help and love even if I'm annoying sometimes.  I'm also thankful for all the good fortune my sisters have had in their life and that E could come home safely from college.

More thankfulness later!

I have nothing to say anymore...

I just can't seem to think about anything now...Well, I'm sick so that might explain some of it.  Stuffy nose for me equals stuffy brain.  But nothing new and exciting has been happening besides me having a cold.  I guess I would be able to say more if I didn't read my friend's blog so much.  But after I see her post something about something we did, there's no reason for me to post anything anymore.

I drew a picture:

Now that I'm looking at it, it's not as great as I was hoping it would be.  I'm so tired now that I don't even really care.  I don't want to read, I don't have anything to blog about, my nose is driving me insane, and even though I'm tired, I don't want to sleep.  My face feels like it's going to fall off.

Right now I just feel like this

Maybe it is time to read a book.  Darth Paper it is!

And Camping continues....

Mass was normal except for one of the teens sneezed and then there was this chorus of "God bless you!" from everyone at almost exact same time.  I sat next to Princess Purple Mushroom and some older guy I didn't know who wasn't part of the camping trip and was just there to attend daily mass.  But when we entered I felt obligated to sit there next to him because all of the other kids were murmuring about who would sit next to the stranger.

So Mass ended and we got on the bus to go to our destination.  I ended up sitting by myself on the way there because I'm the person that no one ever really wants to team up with.  See, I'm not friends with anyone at my church.  But it's not like I'm not not friends with anyone either.  Everyone has a closer friend or somebody they know better because they go to school together or something.  I'm sure that I would have ridden in my dad's car if there had been more room for me to sit.  But I ended up on the bus sitting next to a window with nothing else but my pens and doodle book.

Which, now you should be a little confused because I said that there wasn't room on the bus for more people which was why they sat in the car in the first place.  It's just my luck that I would get stuck sitting by myself.  There were two empty seats but one of the boys put his guitar in one of them...Except I believe one of the girls ended up sitting next to him so there was really only one empty seat.  Which, of course, was next to me.

But even with seclusion, I refused to let it get to me and ruin my weekend.  I was sure that I would get someone to like me enough to maybe sit next to me.  Thinking about sitting by myself is reminding me about how much I do sit by myself.  It's partly because I choose to.  But I don't want to be sitting by myself, either.

Well, more about camping later.

Hun-Honey-Dew, You Know I Love You...

Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaahhhh.....  So this is what I've done for you today:

So about camping.  I told you it rained but I didn't tell you what happened on the retreat as far as meeting new people.  Except I kinda knew everyone... But not like know, know them.  If you know what I mean.  You know?  Okay, I think you know by now.  A nose only knows what it smells from a rose if the rose has arose in an elegant pose.  MOVING ON.

So the two people I ended up spending the most time with (mostly because I ended up in their tent and we all got rained on etc. etc.) I guess will be known as Princess Purple Mushroom and the Red Checker Queen.  It will make more sense in time why I named them these things.  But they're going to pop up a bit if I'm telling you about Camping.

So, first off, we got to the church parking lot and put stuff in the bus we were taking to the campgrounds.  Most of the people arrived while I was packing stuff into the bus, but a couple others arrived during the daily Mass we attended that morning.

After I packed all my junk, I didn't have much else to do so I took to stomping on ice that had dropped on the ground out of a cooler (Yeah, the ice did NOT come from the sky; much too hot).  Then one of the adults volunteered people to go in my dad's car (My dad was the only one of my family members there) because nobody was willing to volunteer themselves and there apparently wasn't room in the bus for three extra people.  So PPM, RCQ, and this other guy (who, BTW, was the only person I didn't remember from Youth Group) ended up riding with my dad in our Honda.

Then the adults dismissed us to go to the chapel for mass after the packing was complete.

I will continue tomorrow when I have more time.

Camping This Weekend...

Went from :P to :\ to :| to :) to :O to X,P to X( to (N N N> Xo to :)

Here's why:  Rain x mosquitoes + (-shoes) + (-tent) = Daddy...can we go home now?

Except then I wanted to stay because people are nice although some of my surroundings were questionable.  See, we thought that the tents would work and thought that the water would stay out but...No.  Our tents flooded and we couldn't go anywhere while the storm was down-pouring.  So I was joking with the two girls in my tent about the duck from the duck song living in our tent and how we didn't having any grapes to give him because the rain killed them.

After a time the rain lightened and we ran for our lives and hid in the bathrooms until stopped enough for us to run to the rec building without getting drenched.  All of the other kids came there too so we could regroup with the adults about where people would sleep.  I ended up sleeping in a semi-dryish tent.

I'll probably tell you more later but I want to read the Scarlet Letter right now.

Isaiah 55:2

Why spend money on what is not bread; your wages for what fails to satisfy?

I'm in an artful mood today!