You have an Eagle personality.

I was rifling through some old stuff on my computer and found this quiz result I had saved.  Must have struck a chord:

You have an Eagle personality. These Birds of Prey are some of the wildest of nature's beings. Though they can be tamed they always retain some of their wild spirit. Most see the Eagle as a wandering spirit but it only seems that way to the untrained eye. In actuality you as an Eagle personality have issues being tied down in relationships and in places sometimes not because you want to be elsewhere just that you want the freedom to be elsewhere if you choose. You aren't the most trusting individual but you are the most well known. Eagle personalities are few and far between but they tend to stand out in a crowd as if they don't belong with them, mainly because they are fairly solitary: they might be the artist who sits in the corner and doesn't communicate, they might be the popular person who has lots of acquaintances but very few actual friends. Being an Eagle means you have an inner core of strength which you unfortunately have to use quite frequently since you are uncomfortable leaning on others and have difficulties sharing your personal and innermost thoughts. Eagles get along great with foxes and bears but should try to stay away from a wolf or horse personality.

Lists: Never have I ever....

1) ....played paintball.
2) ....been to Europe.
3) ....had a date to prom..
4) ....sang karaoke in public. (revision: done!)
5) ....skinny-dipped. (revision: done! haha)
6) ....gone to a bar-only establishment. (revision: done!)
7) ....been tubing or water skiing. (revision: did it!)
8) ....been in a tanning bed.
9) ....been TPing.
10) ....enjoyed a bite of green bean casserole.
11) ....been to a drive in movie.
12) ....rode a mechanical bull.
13) ....been to a haunted Halloween venue.

Lists: Warm Fuzzies

adventure, Amelia Earhart, aprons, babies, banjo, bare feet, bare toenails, beards, Big Fish, blackberries, blanket forts, boardgames, bonfire smell, boulders, burnt orange, chinchillas, cookies, dragon flies, fake tattoos, fairs, family, floating, freedom, freeze pops, gangsta rap, getting lost, gifts, ginger, harmony, homemade jewelry, homemade popcorn, incense, letters, life, light, magpies, maps, melon, microscopes, multivitamins, Native American crafts, New Orleans, nightingales, Norman Rockwell, old trees, pancakes, peas, photo prints, picnic blankets, poignant children's movies and literature, polka dots, sanctuary, scars, singing too loudly, sketches, spiders, sunrises, surprises, Tae-bo, tasting new foods, tea, teal, tee-ball games, Tennessee scratch-offs, the smell of libraries, travel, understatement, unnecessary friendly competition, whispering, wind, wool socks, zucchini.

Feet, oh feet, they sure are neat

Amidst all this travel, I am gaining a greater appreciation for my feet. They accompany me everywhere I go and carry me places I've never been. They symbolize action, perseverance and faith.
If I were much of a poet, this is where I would present my hippy, metaphor-filled poem where I would muse about my feet with such passion that you would buy a new pair of shoes on the spot. Alas, I am a shoddy poet, and although I hold poets in highest admiration, I have put my personal poetry dreams on the shelf until someone can successfully explain to me the appeal of haiku.
Instead, I went on a search for pictures I have taken of my feet in hopes that poetry and the story of my feet can sing just as loudly through images as words.


“And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.”
Kahlil Gibran















“We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and more, the cloudy summits of our time.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow














The civilized man has built a coach, but has lost the use of his feet.
Ralph Waldo Emerson















Grab your coat, and get your hat, Leave your worry on the doorstep Just direct your feet, To the sunny side of the street.















Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.
Psalms 119:105
















“Remember what Bilbo used to say: It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.”
J.R.R. Tolkien






Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one another's feet. I have set you an example that you should do as I have done for you.
John 13:14-15







“Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.”
Henry David Thoreau
















When you pray, move your feet. African Proverb

Mix and Match

SCRUMPTIOUS-(adj)
1. delectable
2. splendid
3. luscious
4. tantalizing
5. rare

GUMPTION-(n)
a. initiative
b. resourcefulness
c. courage
d. spunk
e. guts

Lists: Concepts I Love

This is my favorite of all my lists. To you, the items may just look like a hodgepodge of randomness, but for one reason or another, they just make me feel alive. I've tried to explain why I like them, so feel free to psychoanalyze me. I'm sure you'll be exactly right.


A pencil sharpened at both ends-
I love the fact that there is no chance of erasing what you have written or drawn with a double-ended pencil. There's a kind of "no regrets/happy accidents" attitude about it.

Sitting on a suitcase to close it-
This is just so funny to me, and I have caught myself doing it so many times!

Eating icicles-
Nature's popsicle! I mean, c'mon!

Saying "good night" to someone you love-
It's so good to be in a relationship where no matter what differences you have during the day, you never go to bed without having them come to an understanding. "Good night" just seems to seal the deal without risking "I love you" being used as a throw-off phrase. It's just nice.

A wink from a crush-
A seriously solid wink from a seriously solid winker is unmatched. Even the art of winking without being a creep-o is amazing in itself.

Hotel Bibles (even better when stolen)-

Walking down the middle of an empty street-
Best when a one-way, brick road and walking against traffic.

Swallowing a bitter pill-
It sucks now, but it's gonna end up saving you.

Standing on an empty stage, facing an empty theatre-
indescribably powerful.

Losing a journal-
Just thinking about a stranger picking up your journal and reading something that you wouldn't usually tell even your best friends is so cool to me. I can't help but think the new owner would be able to learn something life-changing from reading it. It's like an book with one author and one reader.

Circling the answer to a math problem when the answer is "0"-
I have LOVED this ever since kindergarten because it looks like a Spaghetti-o. Profound, I know-probably the only positive experience I have gained from the subject of math--sans Mr. Wright's sixth period Algebra class, of course.

When it feels like it is raining harder when you are standing under a tree then out in the open because of the water dripping from the tree-

A bouquet of dandelions-
What jerk ever decided to classify dandelions as weeds? I love 'em!

Riding a swing at night-
It is one of the best feelings in the world to swing on a warm night and look up at the stars.

Porch swings-

Sending cookies to loved ones through the mail-

Eating groceries in the store before you have paid for them (but still paying for them!)-
I think my Aunt Anita is the first person I saw do this. It amazed me. I can't get enough of it. :)

Seeing or hearing the clunks of a train passing right by you, but hearing the whistle far in the distance.

And that's all for now.

Perfect Days

My best friend Emily is circumnavigating the globe on Semester at Sea. So far she has visited Hawaii, Japan, China and Vietnam. She still has India, Africa and Brazil to go. This was recently posted on her blog:

"I want to take Audrey to Yangshou, China. To rent bicycles and make peace signs at everyone we meet, eat snot pudding with dirt and it, and climb until our bodies hurt. Retire to a climbers cafe by evning to enjoy woodfired pizza and wine--- get up and do it all over again, every day. Learn more from each other...learn more from God---"

I am so fortunate to have a friend that knows me so well even when we are literally on opposite sides of the world. I would 100% trust Emily to plan a perfect day for me. In fact, it would look a lot like what she wrote above. She might have to explain the "snot pudding with dirt" bit... but I'm always up for an adventure. :)

--One warm, summer day in Bloomington, Emily and I decided we wanted an adventure. We drove through the Southern Indiana countryside in the Danger Ranger with the windows down, blaring Michael Jackson or something like that and ended up at Cedar Bluff Nature Preserve. (probably my favorite spot in Bloomington) There we hiked to the top of the 75-foot-high bluff nestled in the forest and sat on the space-like rock in the sun journaling and singing and praying and laughing and breathing deeeeeeeeply. :)
We then started home, avoiding the dozens of squirrels and bunnies playing in the road, but wound up at darling place called May's Greenhouse instead. We explored the exotic plants and stalked a couple old ladies, imagining them to be us in 50 years. We bought freshly popped popcorn for a quarter and local jelly (Fig-Raspberry-Orange-Ginger flavored) for some price grossly higher than it's worth.
After an hour of reeking garden havoc, we decided we should be getting home but got drawn in by a Nickel's Thrift Bakery along the road where bought HoHos, corn bread mix and those juice cartons that look like barrels--the ones parents would buy for my brothers' teeball teams. As we finally were about to make it home for real, Emily's friend called her looking for someone to photograph his band, to which I happily volunteered and stayed up late into the night taking photos of charismatic musicians.

A perfect day.

Perfect days are impulsive; perfect days are real; perfect days are spent with open minds and kindred spirits. Treasure the ones you have and always keep you schedule and heart open so you're ready when one comes your way.

"Oh, God bless her..."

So my most recent photojournalism assignment was to take a photo that will make someone laugh, a photo that shows how great Bloomington is, and a photo that shows how bad Bloomington is. Not so bad, eh? But for some reason, I ended up putting it off until this morning with it being due at 1:00pm sharp... mistake #1.
The plan was to wake up at 7:00am, shoot for a couple hours, edit, then turn them in with plenty of time to spare... riiiiight.
I knew I was doomed when I woke up and saw how bright my room was already. I rolled over, and saw my faulty alarm clock mock me with the numbers 9:49. crap.
I frantically rushed around my room, throwing on a plaid button-up wadded up on the floor.
"Jeans... jeans..." I scanned the mosaic of Salvation Army clothing than has become my floor. "These will do, standard black... not too dirty," I thought.
After packing my lunch, I jumped in Rory the Danger Ranger (my truck, obviously) and searched Bloomington for anything that would remotely fulfill my assignment requirements. Honestly, I knew the photos I was taking were shoddy, but there was no time to worry now. When it's a race against the clock, you take what you get.
I finished shooting by 11:30 and made my way to the Pourhouse to edit.
"Plenty of time. Nothing to worry about," I reassured myself.
My computer had other plans, though.
Old MacDonald (my computer, an Apple) decided that he has had enough and no longer has room for another photo on his start-up disk.
"How have I managed to fill up all 11.47 GB of memory?" my mind baffled.
It was not the time to worry about that.
I then went through the excruciating process of choosing which of my 4000 photos to delete to make just enough room for the new ones to be uploaded and processed.
12:30 and, I still did not have my final photos uploaded and selected. doomed.
In a swirl of typing, praying and nail-biting, I finally had the three final photos and captions submitted online, but I still had to somehow make it to the Journalism School by 1:00 to turn in a flash drive of my next best 20 photos to my teacher. It was 12:53.
"Impossible!" my brain taunted me. "You'll never make it!"
But I knew I had to try.
And that's when all pride and self-preservation went out the window.
With 5 minutes, a camera bag, hobo-hipster wardrobe and a 500 pound backpack (completely unzipped I later found out), I ran. I ran like a rodeo clown caught off guard by a rabid bull; like Forest Gump seeing Jenny across the Lincoln Memorial refection pool; like a gazelle... wounded and struggling for it's pathetic, meaningless life, fated to end up in the jaws of a lion.
I ran down Kirkwood. I ran through the Sample Gates. I ran through a giant mud puddle outside Franklin Hall.
I think it was about this point when I heard a passerby say to her companion, "Oh, God bless her..."
Remember what I said about pride? Yeah, completely gone.
By some act of God, though, I made it to my classroom right before my teacher closed the door and stopped accepting flash drives.
Who says running track in high school has no practical life application?! That's what I thought!
I collapsed in my chair and tried to slow my breathing.
"Play it cool. play it cool."
But, inside I was ready to die.
I couldn't tell you what my teacher said during the next hour and fifteen minutes of class, but I don't care. I got my assignment turned in and learned some valuable lessons in the process.
Observe.

Valuable Lesson #1:
No matter how many alarms you set (in my case 4), sometimes you're just gonna get screwed anyway.

Valuable Lesson #2:
Dressing like a hipster will not make you any better at photography.

Valuable Lesson #3:
It is possible to make it from the Pourhouse to the Journalism School in 5 minutes if you are willing to sacrifice all attempts to preserve your image.

Valuable Lesson #4:
If you want random strangers on the street to bless you, do the following:
procrastinate, wake up late, look a fool, scramble around town in search of random, pointless oddities, curse at your computer and run, run like the wind, Bullseye.

Audrey Needs...

So I typed "Audrey needs" into Google. Here are the first 20 things to pop up.
Really funny how some match me really well, like about the photos models, wooden spoons and Celiac disease stuff.

1. Audrey needs..... models for her crazy photography ideas.
2. Audrey needs..... a home.
3. Audrey needs..... calm.
4. Audrey needs..... to make more effort regarding men.
5. Audrey needs..... your help.
6. Audrey needs..... a girl.
7. Audrey needs..... more wooden spoons.
8. Audrey needs..... phone number and address.
9. Audrey needs..... to show her bad side.
10. Audrey needs... HAPPY ENDING!!!!
11. Audrey needs... a new bed.
12. Audrey needs... a heart.
13. Audrey needs... some help finding ingredients to make a meal those suffering from Celiac disease or wheat allergies can enjoy.
14. Audrey needs... a family.
15. Audrey needs... room in Trondheim.
16. Audrey needs... to be awake for work in 3 hours.
17. Audrey needs... a flute.
18. Audrey needs... our prayers.
19. Audrey needs... you.
20. Audrey needs... to stop being so friggin gorgeous.

...great little game.

I've Come to Realize:

1. I've come to realize that my hair:
will never look like anyone's hair I see on TV.

2. I've come to realize that when I talk:
I adopt the accents of those around me very quickly.

3. I've come to realize that if I make a mistake:
I get defensive and embarrassed.

4. I've come to realize that all I really need:
animals to talk to sometimes. They are the best listeners.

5. I've come to realize that I've lost:
the ability to be content having predictable days.

6. I've come to realize that I hate it:
when I have to do busy work to get a good grade in a class.

7. I've come to realize that if I were to get drunk:
I would be upset because I don't like the thought of purposefully altering my consciousness.

8. I've come to realize that money:
is a form of security, but not necessary-only if you want that security.

9. I've come to realize that when I get old:
/if I get old that I will have so much to give to others-only not much more than I do now.

10. I've come to realize that I'll always be:
stubborn.

11. I've come to realize that I have a crush on:
an idea of someone that surely must exist somewhere, right?

12. I've come to realize that the last time I cried:
was less selfish than the time I cried before that.

13. I've come to realize that my cell phone:
is being charged and answered and turned on less and less these days.

14. I've come to realize that when I wake up in the morning:
I'd prefer to be outside.

15. I've come to realize that before I go to sleep at night I:
pray for the people I love and evaluate my life. It is a good thing.

16. I've come to realize that right now I am thinking about:
my brother Ben. I am listening to a song that we love to sing.

17. I've come to realize that my life:
is always going to be going against what others expect it to be.

18. I've come to realize that when I get on Facebook:
I look at photos, post photos, and send messages mostly.

19. I've come to realize that today I will:
get annoyed that I have to wear shoes.

20. I've come to realize that tonight I will:
have a giant white boxer lying on my bed on top of my feet, cutting my circulation, and it will make me smile.

21. I've come to realize that tomorrow I will:
spend longer getting dressed for church, and that is somewhat disconcerting considering the point of church.

22. I've come to realize that I really want to:
have a better attitude about school for the next 2 years.

23. I've come to realize that the person who is most likely to repost this is:


24. I've come to realize that relationships:
can be hurt or helped by honesty, but they will almost definitely be hurt by lack of honesty.

25. I've come to realize love:
is more important than happiness.

26. I've come to realize my best guy friend(s):
probably forget that I am a girl sometimes.

27. I've come to realize my best girl friends:
put up with me taking their picture all the time only because every once in a while I take one that they actually like.

28. I've come to realize food is:
fun to experiment with and totally delicious and wonderful, but I'd probably be okay eating rice and beans for a good long while.

29: I've come to realize that this summer:
has given me time to step back, take a look at life, and get my head on straight.

30. I've come to realize heartbreak:
happens. It also sucks. It also is temporary if you don't feed it.

31. I've come to realize that my excitement:
takes me back to my 8-year-old self.

32. I've come to realize that my sister(s):
is a really good friend.

33. I've come to realize that crying:
helps say what we don't have words for.

34. I've come to realize that death:
won't be this big, hulking event we make it out to be, but just one moment of physical consciousness moving into one of eternal consciousness. I'm hoping to be living with an eternal perspective already and barely noticing. haha

35. I've come to realize that if I'm sick:
-like terminally sick-it will be such a great opportunity to get people to really listen to what I have to say.

36. I've come to realize when I'm bored:
I email, write letters to, or make gifts for people I love.

37. I've come to realize that my sibling(s):
"get me" more than I give them credit for.

38. I've come to realize that work:
that you do should have a worthy purpose that makes it worth it for you.

39. I've come to realize that family:
is more than about whether or not you are related.

40. I've come to realize when I go shopping:
I can talk myself out of buying anything.

41. I've come to realize:
I am human.

Simple Math

Some numbers so far of this summer [equaling 100, of course]:

79.........cents found in random public places

"wow," you may be thinking. "This girl has no life. All she must do is scan the sidewalks and under bubble gift machines for loose change. Simply pathetic. Why would I ever read this?" WELL, to be fair, 56 cents of that was found sitting on a toilet paper dispenser in North Carolina. Come on. Give me some cred.

6...........songs recorded on Garage Band

This has become a bit of an obsession for me since my journalism teacher taught me how to use GB for a radio project. The public, however, is not yet prepared to hear such songs.

4...........rivers paddled

[one was actually a creek 1 mile short of being a river.] I was able to spend a week learning to ww raft and canoe in Kentucky, North Carolina and Tennessee with some peeps from Outdoor Adventures [my place of employment] for the first week of summer. ( http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1159860062#/album.php?aid=26316&id=1159860029 )

2..........books started

The Apothecary's Daughter [birthday gift from Meryn] and Three Cups of Tea [a traveling book that traces back to the reaches of Stephen Keefauver]

1...........visit to Bloomington Bike Project

A simply lovely day spent with two kindered spirits, Emily and Travis. We also ran into Aaron and Alena!

8+........times I have been spit up on by Emma ( http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1159860062#/album.php?aid=18063&id=1159860029 )

Emma is my peanut of a niece I get to nanny ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xVnciua-MRk ) this summer.

There you have it.

"It occurred to me then, that perhaps the reason for my growth was that I was intended for larger things. After all, a giant man can't have an ordinary-sized life."
-Big Fish

26 Things

1---I have 26 "Sticky Notes" on my computer desktop.

2---I am currently listening to the song "Boardwalk Angel" by Pono

3---Ultimate comfort food: grilled cheese and tomato soup.

4---I almost became vegetarian after seeing a pig sticking just its nose out the side of a truck on its way to slaughter. Still can't get the image out of my head.

5---I have learned more from my 10 year old cousin than from a lot of my professors.

6---I am, in the words of my boss, a "go-getter".

7---I am the biggest shoe snob with the cheapest shoes.

8---Things that don't matter to me, REALLY don't matter to me.

9---I'd rather watch a sunset than photograph it.

10--I'm not a big fan of concerts, but I love live music, especially jazz.

11--I was the president and founder of my high school's Lumberjack Club.

12--Harrison Ford and I have matching scars.

13--My teeth are prone to cavities.

14--I am a barefoot kind of girl.

15--I like to motivate and encourage others.

16--I am now listening to the song "Suits are Picking up the Bill" by the Squirrel Nut Zippers.

17--I sometimes feel like I should have lived in the Roaring 20's or the 1960's America.

18--I like to think about myself having an accent to other people.

19--I was a member of the world's largest kazoo band.

20--I used to think that riding a camel was worthy of being on my "List of Things to Do in my Life" until I saw a man giving camel rides in the parking lot of JC Penny. It was just kinda sad, I guess.

21--I still have a crush on the first grade version of Eric Scott.

22--I realized a while ago that my friends growing up used to make fun of me, and that really affected me. I don't have those kind of friends any more.

23--I am going to be an aunt in a couple days.

24--I am now watching one of my favorite movies, "A River Runs Through It" directed by Robert Redford.

25--I like where I see my self headed.

26--I don't know where I am headed.

One for the Speichers...

One of the favorite Christmas conversation topics is, well, past Christmases.-wow Is it just me or does that word look crazy?- Anyway, some old favorites at the Speicher house are: the annual Christmas Eve pineapple pizza dinners, Ben's "special" Merry Christmas wishing to Rachel, the euchre game from hell (in short, it dealt with an indie Japanese film, sibling rivalry, and Dave Gabhart), and of course there's the year Santa forgot to fill the stockings (I'm still a bit bitter about that one.) Each Christmas provides a new slew of events that will become the topics of discussion for the years to come. This year was no exception. Granted most people that read this will have no clue what I am talking about, but that's fine; you probably wouldn't get it anyway.


The Highlights of Christmas '07

1) The Webcam/Webkin Mixup
2) Can you say "socks?"
3) Grandpa's belt Bahaha
4) Rachel's fabulous outerwear modeling
5) ... Feel free to add on some of your own!

And I was the class president...

So, a funny thing happened yesterday. I finished counseling at Camp Maka Maka on Tuesday and got home by 6. Just enough time to run around packing and getting ready for my 12 day missions trip to the greater Juarez, Mexico area. The group was suposed to meet at the church at 1:30 am. I finished packing at about 11 o'clock and sat around talking to my family--who all stayed up to see me off--until it was finally time to go. Hugs, "good luck's", and "we'll be praying for you's" were exchange as I packed up the car, and my brother and his wife drove me half an hour to the church. When we got to the end of our driveway we realized we didn't bring a cell phone, but decided we'd just drive really safely. We finally got to the church, and the parking lot look pretty empty, but that is to be expected at 1:30 in the morning.

"Hmm, where is the bus?"
"Maybe on the other side of the church."

The church is pretty big.

After driving around the church twice, we figured something was wrong. Maybe the bus already left and they couldn't get ahold of me because I didn't have a phone. Maybe I was early. But, surely someone would be there...

Welp, it turns out I was early. One day early! Some how I had gotten my days messed up and was one day ahead of myself. We went leaving for another day! I laughed and cried all the way home out of pure embarrassment.

Needless to say mom was pretty surprised in the morning to find me still at home. The only word I could get out when I saw her was a meek "Suprise."

She said this time I'm driving myself.

Grandparents

I love grandparents.

When they look at your old photo albums, they coo and awe at every 3X5--even the ones from your most awkward of stages. The same goes for you and their crazy outfits; no matter how mismatched and outdated they dress, they are still the coolest grandparents in the world. Seriously, though, who else will come to every fifth grade girl's basketball game and every play after crappy school play? That's right, no one.Last week was my birthday, and I recieved the usual floral print, bible verse card from my grandparents in the mail a couple days late, as expected. That's okay though because the present, I knew, would be coming later in the week when we celebrated Mother's Day together. So, when I saw Grandpa Wayne--wearing a stylish stripped polo and bright blue fishing hat--walking toward me with a twinkle in his eye, I knew it was present-time.

Now, I have to tell you, my standards for grandparent gifts aren't too high. In the past they've been known to give anything from dead scorpion keychains to ruffly polar bear pjs, so when I saw a bit of green sticking out of grandpa's fist, I was notably pleased.

It turns out it was only a fiver. But, what was I expecting? I mean, I ONLY turned 18. I'm only legally an adult now. I only now have the right to strike it rich by means of the Hoosier Lotto while I smoke a vintage Cuban--cigar, obviously.

And then I remembered of all the memories: the games and plays and birthdays they've been too--not to mention the stifled laughs at every embarrassing school picture, I'm sure. Isn't that's worth more than five dollars. It is actually I who should be paying THEM five dollars--or more. Having to sit though an entire fifth grade girl's basketball game is worth ten dollars at least!

It all sounds pretty silly when you think of it, though. What kind of grandparent would take money from their grandchild even if they deserved it? They wouldn't. That's the point of being a grandparent.

It's actually kind of like God if you think about it. He gives us so much--some of it material, but most of it being purely out of the unconditional love of His true and flawless heart. He doesn't want anything back; what he wants us to do is pay it forward--pass it on.

I think I'll keep my fiver; maybe instead of giving it back to grandpa and grandma, I'll invest it in someone else--I'll just make sure that someone has their own slew of embarrassingly awkward pictures.

Movies: Back Sheep

"On a vast New Zealand sheep station, a reckless genetic engineering experiment goes horribly wrong, turning sheep into bloodthirsty killers."

http://www.apple.com/trailers/independent/blacksheep/trailer/



This has to be the most outrageous plot for a movie EVER. I'll never look at a sheep the same again.

NEW CAT!!!

So there was this cat that kept trying to come into the ER, and they were gonna have to call the humane society or something to take it away, but my dad was just like, "Hey, I'll take it."
His name is Barkley (cutest name ever), he is orange and white with the hugest greenish-yellow eyes ever. Oh, yeah, and he has six toes on both of his front feet . crazy, eh? plus he's so so so so so so cute. right now he is passed out on the floor by my feet like he's playing dead.
"What? A cat in the Speicher house?" you may be saying. "Inconceivable!"
Dad was totally planning on just keeping it in the barn with our other 2 cats, but then we found out that he is declawed and a pussy (no pun intended). So, we're trying the indoor cat thing which is awesome because he is decalwed already, litter box trained, neutered, and amazing. I want to teach him to jump through hopes like cats in Burma.

Winter Treasures

So, it's getting pretty cold outside. After about a week of trying to convince myself that it was going to get warm again, I finally gave in and dug my winter coat out of the back of my closet. Before treking outside to brave the cold in my stiff, bright orange snowboard coat, I sifted throught its many pockets to rediscover those treasure left behind from the year before, and what did I find? A pack of Claritin Redi Tabs allergy meds, a tube of chapstick, Visine eyedrops, a snowboard wrench, a breath mint, oh, yeah, AND A TWENTY DOLLAR BILL!!!! MUAHAHAHAHA! Yesssssss!!!
I love winter.

A Beautiful Day

Today has been amazing. After school I tried on my Jr. Miss Cinderella dress, and it is huge, pink, and I get to wear a tiara. Then I drove over to Plymouth with my windows rolled down listening to the Squirrel Nut Zippers. I proceeded on to the library where I perused the books and DVDs to my heart's content. After getting 2 movies and a book, I went to Starbucks and splurged (for me) on a tall caramel frappacino.
How CAN this day get any better?
Welp, by going to Brittany's to play DDR at 8:30.

...or maybe I should study physics...nah.

I love football.

Whoa.

I just completed my last first day of high school ever.