Recap!

And heeeeeeere's Maddie! With the scoop on tonight's (and last night's, and last month's, and the month before that's, and the month before that's....) events!

Yeah. Well, to say the least, it's been awhile, eh? A lot has happened since I last posted. At least four people got older, myself included. Christmas was a whole lot of fun, starting at 6:00 am with presents and then a trip to the high school parking lot for Barbie Jeep riding and a game of whiffle ball. And a new year has begun.

The only crappy thing about that is going back to school. And going back to school means (you guessed it) : MIDTERMS.

Barf.

I hate midterms. I hate teachers cramming review information down our throats, especially when they're sore from that cold going around. Oh yes. Fun. Poor Julie has had it all week, and I can feel it hovering around me, just waiting for me to forget to wash my hands or something so it can swoop in. I also hate the stress that the incessant review incites, because when teachers start stressing about midterms, you can bet the students are too.

Mom will be gone all week on a Mexican cruise. I'm so jealous.

And now it's back to you, Bob. This is Maddie with BC 1, signing off!

Grim Grinning Ghosts Come Out to Socialize!!

Halloween creeps ever nearer, as I realized while we were out walking around Anaheim today looking for a place to eat dinner. Almost every bus that drove by was painted with a Snow White Queen holding a poisoned apple or Mickey with a cape and fangs and said, "Halloween Time: Wicked Fun for Everyone!" We also passed a man wearing the traditional Mickey ear hat, but instead of just a plain hat, it was a pumpkin with Mickey ears! Halloween is my favorite holiday because you get to dress up! I can't wait to go tomorrow and see the stuff they put up for Halloween. Grandma S., Aunt Joy, and Dad went yesterday told us that Space Mountain and the Haunted Mansion were closed for putting up Halloween stuff. The Haunted Mansion would be, obviously, but Space Mountain is going to be Galaxy of Ghosts or something.
OH MY GOSH I AM SO DARN EXCITED!! ...for Disneyland!


P.S. ...also after October comes November... beware the birthday! Stake dances, Mia Maids, youth conference, here I come! :)

Something Fresh!

Well, I don't have anything to say really, so what do you do talk about when you've got nothing to say, and are tired of seeing that really old post every time you log in? How about... books and Charlie!
In English class this year, we are required to read at least 650 pages per quarter (to get an A). Plus, we have to read books off a book list, and they're all classics! Blech. I decided to read Little Women by Louisa May Alcott, and it surprised me! I was sucked in. It's not even that boring. However, it's only 520 pages ('cause that's so little, right?) so I'll have to read another little book to get enough pages.
And, I just have to say how much I love Charlie, though he gave us quite a scare a few weeks ago. I had just gotten home from Utah and was wondering when I'd see him. So I asked, and Dad was all, "We haven't seen him since yesterday." Well, I kind of freaked out, so later we went on a bike ride to see if we could find him. Mom told me they'd gotten a phone call from a lady who lived on Elm Street!!! so you can't really blame me. For those who don't know, Elm is a street that goes off Nevada Highway and is about TWO MILES from our house. So we went down there and were riding aroud the mobile home park when all of a sudden I hear Dad behind me yell, "Charlie! Get over here!" And, nicely as you please, Charlie trots over to us. Arrgh!!!
So, there's you update on my life. Exciting, right? Well, see ya then.

The Facebook

I guess it's sort of pathetic to be posting about Facebook on my blog, but I have nothing else interesting enough to say.A couple months ago, I got sucked into the Facebook phenomenon. At first, it was just another thing Amy checked when she booted me off the computer for fifteen minutes at a time. Then, Julie got an account, and it was something that she could say, "On Facebook, so-and-so said this, and then what's-his-face said this..." And then it was all over for me.
There are several things I enjoy about the website; and I admit that one of them is getting more than one message at a time in my e-mail inbox from all the notifications. But it's more than that. (Look at me. I'm so pathetic. Pouring out my feelings for this website as if it were a dear friend. Wow... Sorry.) It's somewhere where you can write how you feel and people care enough to check and see what you said. You can take fun quizzes - although some are strange. You can show your 'friends' pictures from your life. You can keep in touch with people cross-country, etc, etc, etc.

I just think it's pretty fun. :)

Of Sausage and Sharks

Why is it important to spend time with your cousins? Sometimes you just need to be around a bunch of people with the same interests as you. Sometimes you just need to be in a place filled to the brim (literally) with fun people who love you. A place where you can walk downstairs and see little kids running around happily playing. A place where your family members are waiting in every room. Or, sometimes, you just need to sit down at lunchtime and talk.
For example, last weekend in Mount Pleasant, a bunch of us were eating lunch. Somehow the conversation turned to the topic of sausage, and then, the making of sausage. Now, for those who don't know, the making of sausage is probably one of the grossest subjects to dwell upon, especially when eating. So, Abby came to the rescue by saying, "That's gross. Let's talk about something else. Let's talk about sharks." And so we did! We must've talked about sharks, and shark attacks, and shark anatomy, and any other element of the word "shark" imaginable for at least an hour.
So, dear readers, it is definitely important to spend time with your cousins, even if it just means talking about sharks. And sausage.

Also, take note: Shark Week is next week on the Discovery Channel!

Memories

I really have nothing to talk about but I figured since I haven't been posting much I'd better do something.

So, I was just reminiscing a bit because we got a letter the other day saying Charlie is due for some shots. Can it really have been a year already? But then I remembered that yes, Charlie came to us last summer, in July. I remember it was a Sunday and I was home from church sick. I got a call from Susan and she said, "Hey, do you still want a cat?" Um, what do you think? Of course I wanted a cat! I spent the rest of the afternoon making up names to give him, this cat I'd never seen but already loved so much.
I remember we (Amy and I) went to see him after she got home. I was still feeling pretty crummy but that scrawny, scraggly kitty put a smile on my face. I already wanted him so much. But I knew the worst was to come: I'd have to convince Dad to let us keep him.
I gave him a bath that first night, and Charlie gave me three long scratches on my left arm. Sometimes I think I can see a faint scar, but really it's just my imagination. That was the only time he ever hurt anyone seriously in the bath. He is so good!
I also let him sleep in my bed that night, even though Mom was against it. How could I leave him in the overheated, stuffy garage? Alone? All night?
I felt like this cat belonged here with us. How else could he have shown up on Susan's front porch? There are lots of other houses on that street. Why us?
Apparently Charlie thought he needed to stay as well. Somehow he won Dad over, and whether it was with looks or with his personality alone, I'll never be able to say. There was never a real assent. Not an "okay, Maddie, we can keep him" or a "He's not leaving". Dad just never said no.
To this day, Charlie is a wonderful feline. He is always game to come curl up next to me on the couch, or chase anything I dangle in front of his face. Sure, sometimes he has catfights in the driveway. Sure, we've gotten a couple of calls saying, "Um, there's this cat here .... can you come get him?" Sure, he's disappeared a couple of times.
But he always comes back. :)

The Change, and 100 posts!

First of all, I would like to point out that my last post was my 100th post, which is awesome, and I'm mad I didn't make it something cooler.


Secondly, I have some big news.

I changed the name!

Not drastically, but I changed the way I spell Miss Miller's name: no longer is it "Salee" - now it's "Sallie". It's a a cuter way of spelling it, and plus it actually looks like it sounds. (Also there's no red line under it!) The web address remains the same spelling, partly because I don't want to make everyone change it if they have a link or something, and partly because I don't know how.

THE END