PLEASE! LET IT SNOW 'TIL THE DAD GUM COWS COME HOME!!!!!!!!!

I wake up. I look at the clock. It reads 6:03. I wish I could sleep in 'til nine, I think. But then I think, Just two more days. Then you can sleep in 'til the cows come home.
NOT!!!
I get out of bed and gather up my clothes for today. I walk into Mom and Dad's room, where they're watching the local weather. I ask, "So is it a snow day?"
Mom replies skeptically, "Not yet." I grudgingly enter the shower. Mom knocks on the door and opens it just enough to let me hear her voice.
"You can go back to bed. It's officially a snow day."
"What?!" I cry.
"Yup. It's a snow day."
After a hurried shower, I run into their room once more. "So it's really a snow day?!"
Dad says, "The first snow day Clark County has had in 29 years."
So all I have to say is let those dang cows stay out as long as they want.

The Choir Concert

Wow. Julie's concert was (and I hate to say it) way way way way way way way way way way way way way cooler than our concert. They had "snow", candy canes, and even Santa Claus! But Julie was the best part. (And for Becca's sake, the advanced choir was awesome as well.) Although, I believe Whitney was the only good soloist. The others were profoundly terrible. (I feel like I'm a review/critic/thingy) But now I'm just rambling, even though Whitney was obviously the best one. Okay, goodbye now.

P.S. No one gave us a standing ovation at our concert.

Living La Vida En Pointe
(It wouldn't let me italicize en pointe in the title bar)


I have finally gotten around to taking pictures of my real, live, pointe shoes! Also, FYI, Russian sizing is weird.


Ahh........... Aren't they pretty?

Can you this with your feet?

One last pic. I just love looking at these things.

THE END!

P.S. I discovered size and color today!