Monday, December 26, 2011
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Jane has Elvis sideburns in that one.
Sorry, I was going to make a background but, ahh, 6:10!! CREEPING CLOSER... 20 minutes, reader! Ohmigosh! If it's awesome I will write another post about it. 3 posts after a month. I think you guys deserve that.
When I was little I used to hate black and white movies, because I could never tell what was going on. Now I'm totally hooked.
We watched It's a Wonderful Life, The (Somebody's) Wife, and last night we saw The Miracle on 34th street.
I checked the tracker as soon as the movie was over and it said SANTA'S NEXT STOP: Something, Long Island!
I can't remember whose wife was it and where he was going to make his next stop.
I JUST CHECKED NORAD AND IT SAID HE COMPLETED HIS FLIGHT. HE HAD TO BE HERE! HOORAY!!!
My stockings are closer than the presents. I'll pick that up on my way to my parent's room.
Oh my goodness we left Santa a feast of cookies! He had to give us extra presents! And Daddy told me that he had some secret mischief for Mom. What could it be?
The Feast of Christmas:
AHHH!! 6:21!!! I have to go, reader! This chat was heavenly! BYE!!!
Saturday, December 24, 2011
It's been a month since I last posted, and you guys have STILL been checking in.
I love you guys.
So. Obviously, it's Christmas.
I made a promise to myself that there would be NO ELECTRONICS ON CHRISTMAS OR CHRISTMAS EVE. NONE.
I just can't keep that promise. I have to see my people.
This will be published tomorrow (Christmas) or today (Christmas Eve) I promise. I promise.
I have actually been working on a blogpost called Cats since November 11th, and so far I have used eight shades of gray. That's a bit wrong.
But, nevertheless, I'm back, I'm 11 years old, I'm still Jane and LET'S PARTY!!
It's Christmas Eve, for monkeys' sake! What else would I be doing?
Okay, that too.
But the point is, I'm here. I could be elsewhere, but I chose to be here. Sitting on a couch, not even dressed, putting off a shower while Thomas snores next to me.
Thomas is my cat.
Mom's busy at the kitchen making our turkey dinner, Ana's in her room on her computer, (NO ELECTRONICS ANA. YES. I CAN SEE YOU.) and Dad's at the grocery store. There are presents under the tree...Thomas is still snoring...So I'm just waiting for something to write about.
Thomas just shifted his position.
Booboobooboobooooooo dee doodoo
Oh great, now I'm singing.
DADDY, TURN THE TV OFF.
Normally I have sort of a script for blogposts but I'm writing this from scratch. I'll write another one if I can't sleep while I'm staying up for Santa, so there's a 98% chance there will be two blogposts after a month of... emptiness...
Oh, I've been writing a story.
I'll see you tonight.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Saturday, October 29, 2011
I love fishing. It's just that I have a crippling weakness for the fish, and whenever I catch one I have to throw it back. The hard part is explaining it to my dad.
ME: It was too little.
ME: We've had 2 sea robins and four flukes.
GRANDADDY: I got a bite!
DAD: You hear that, Janie? We just caught our dinner.
ME: Great. His name will be...
Finally, they put him in some water. He lay there, looking at me.
This is probably one of the most violent blog posts ever.
I also just called him The Fluke because Dad said I couldn't name him.
So anyway, we brought his remains home, cooked him, and ate him.
So, after The Fluke...
I think I'll stick to lobster.