volleyball fun

so, my cousin Sandra's volleyball game was today. Their team did really good, but they didn't win. Sandra had to serve, and didn't even get it over the net, but at least she tried. Y'know how when someone says I GOT IT they usually hit the ball? Well, this girl Christa called it, and Sandra backed off of the ball. You know what Christa does? She doesn't hit it. She lets it drop on the ground. Then, she told the referee that Sandra called it, and that she didn't hit it. So, Sandra got pulled out of the game.

at the game, my cousin Dustin threw a temper tantrum, so he didn't get to watch the game; he had to sit out in the lobby with my Aunt Shawnna. After the game, he was just happy to finally be able to run around and go home. Before the game, he played RING AROUND THE ROSEY with a little girl a little younger than him and they both had a blast.

after the game, we swung by my house and picked up my clothes, camera, and of course my laptop. Then, we came back here (to Aunt Shawnna's house) and I helped Sandra with serving and bumping. The volleyball kept rolling under cars across the street, but we got a little effort out of it. Now, I'm up in Sandra's room, and she's reading every word I type, haha.

it's 12:08 AM right now, so I'm gonna bring this blog to a close. I'll try to write tomorrow.

terry

rachell sent us some new pictures of Terry from her phone. Here they are.




rachell says he has an attitude like her.








he's ready to fight!

papa's home

so, Papa's home from Yakima, Washington. He's my Great Grandpa Jesse's son. Papa's my grandpa, but I wasn't able to pronounce it when I was little. Anyways, he's home and he's great. He had an absess on his colon when he was in Yakima, so he was back there longer than he should have been to have surgery, but he's doing great. Jesse's funeral went okay. Papa, his sister Connie, and his brothers David and Gary, and Uncle all got flags from the funeral, and they did the guard post. Guard post is where seven gunmen shoot a rifle three times. Jesse was in the Military when he was younger, so that's why they did guard post.

i saw my Aunt Terry today. She lives in a convalescent home because we're unable to take care of her, and she can't do anything by herself. She's in a bed all day, so she's pretty much dependent on everyone. She's doing really great, though. So, I guess I should go. I'll probably post again later tonight, but I can't promise it.

blahness

blahness. That means I'm bored out of my mind. I don't know what to do. I've done my chores. I'm watching CHARMED, and finishing up a chapter to my story MY VIVICA ELAINE. I'm going out to dinner tonight, so I'm kinda excited. I haven't been out in a while, so it'll be nice.

bored to the max

Okay, I'm completely bored right now. I'm just writing the new chapter to my story MY VIVICA ELAINE. It's a story on fanfiction.net, and it's turning out really great. I'm happy with the progress, and in fact, it's my best put together story I've written. So, babysitting Lexie and Willow went really good today. Lexie ended up 'feeling better' by the time my Aunt Missy picked her up. It's amazing how quickly children recover from being sick. Anyways, I'm sure I'll post again, so I'll talk to you later.

sick? yeah right

so, Lexie says she doesn't feel good, but she's up and running around. She says she has a headache, and I'm not believing a second of it. I pulled the same stuff in school, and almost didn't pass. So, hopefully she shapes up and stops lying. Anyway, while she says she doesn't feel good, she's riding a little scooter bike. So, I told her "If you're too sick to go to school and learn, you're too sick to play and run around the house." Guess what? She's mad at me. I really don't care, because I told her this seven times already, and counting. Then, when I get onto her for getting up and playing, she starts crying. Crying has never worked on me, so I don't feel guilty, because she's just crying because she's not getting her way. Anyways. I'm done venting. I'm sure I'll be back, though, lol.

graphics for my aunt

my cousins make things for our Aunt Terry, like coloring pictures for her, or maybe an arts and crafts thing that they to at school, or at home with their parents. My Nana (she's my grandma, but HATES being called it, so we call her Nana) wanted me to make a picture cover of all the kids for Aunt Terry, to put it on the cover of the binder all of the pictures and crafts the kids have done. So, I wanted to show them off. There's two different backgrounds, all of them are positioned the same way, and two of them have the kids' names on them. Also, whichever one Aunt Terry chooses, it will be bigger than what it's shown on here. The name in the upper left corner is my middle name; I tag my graphics.

hah, i told you

i told you I could post several times a day. Lol, my mom just sent me two new pictures of Rachell and Terry. They're adorable.

more of my nephew

here's the other pictures I promised. I'll probably update with pictures as soon as I save them to my computer, and that can be several times a day. Anyways, here's the newest ones.

my nephew

my nephew is truly the cutest of them all. He's the only one, actually. Lol. He was born on September 2. He weighed 6 lbs. and 6.5 oz. and he was 19" long. He's a good size, but he was two weeks early. He's perfect, though. I haven't gotten to hold him yet, because he lives in Kansas with his parents, but I can't wait to finally meet him. I hope it's really soon, when he's still a little baby, and not a year or two old. How fair is it that I don't get to see my newphew? IT'S NOT! But, Rachell is persistant. She won't move out here unless her boyfriend gets to move out here, too, and Dad already said he'd go out to Kansas and bring them here to L.A. So, I'm happy. But, he doesn't know when he's going to do it! If he waits until after he moves to Australia, that won't be for a LONG time. And, I wanna see the baby! Anyways, here's some pictures of the cutie, and I'll post some more later. Btw, these pictures were taken with a cellphone, and then sent to me.

great grandpa jesse

my great grandfather died on the 13th of this month. I have to say, I'm not too sad about it, because things happened with him and me that isn't good news. I won't say what happened, but it wasn't good, and it certainly wasn't appropriate. I lost all respect for him, so learning his death, to me, isn't any different than learning something I already knew. This sounds heartless to you guys, but you don't know my story, so don't just automatically say "she's a selfish brat". Really, I don't feel this way about everyone's death. I promise. Just this one, because he did wrong.

pictures

so, I'm up at 2:20 in the morning because I've never been able to sleep good. I think I might have Insomnia, but I need to get checked for it. Anyways, I took some pictures of Willow about a week ago, outside our house. She's my little diva. I love her to death.