my lucky fall.

i was waiting for the time where we needed to get ready for liana's violin recital, and i got something to do while waiting. i got to answer the phone. on the other line was my father wanting to speak to my mother. eager to bring the phone to my mother (wanting to do something with all my energy) i started running through the house. through the kitchen, dining room, and half of the hallway when all of the sudden i tripped on the rug that is in front of the bench, literally flew all the way to the other end of it. i almost landed on my face, but thankfully learning at a young age from my brother jamie, you should put your hands down when your going to fall on your face. this helped my face, but not my right knee. i got a horrable rug burn. it doesn't look like one at all. instead it looks like i cut a layer of my skin off somehow. i got through the quick pain, and went to the kitchen to clean the cut and put something on it so it wouldn't get infected. if peter and kelly were here a few minutes earlier than when they had come for their guitar lesson, they would have gotten to see the whole show. maybe its a good thing that they didn't though. :)
i was able to get ready for the recital, and that obviously took a few minutes.
the recital went well, and it wasn't to hard for me. i am glad that i was able to finish one thing that night though...

i got to bring the phone to my mom.

the event at the bank.

along with todays package there was going to the madrid HSBC bank. i have never actually been in there, and i realized that when i walked in there. to merrick, it didn't matter if he had been in there or knew the people. it just mattered if he got the big $10.00 from the bank if he got a savings account. he got one first. he was able to tell emily (the worker) when his birthday was, half of his address, his phone number, he told her how to spell his name and partially his last name. he signed his name, he even told her that in 10 days was his birthday. thats the only other thing that mattered right then and still does. his birthday is in ten days. after he was done getting his account he wandered off into lala land, trying to figure out which lollipop to eat. after i was done giving my information i turned around and merrick said to us that he just saw a girl that looked like me when i was younger. this somehow excited him. its like he's never seen another red head besides his four sisters (technically 3 right now). thankfully there weren't to many people there and everyone just laughed.

the joy of brothers that are seven years old and turning eight in 10 days.

few tid-bits

i just enjoyed a walk to church with this sister and this little boy. he would talk here and then, but surprisingly enough, he didn't talk that often. he was obviously intrigued by something. maybe the motorcycles that went by us, maybe the dog in the truck we went by, maybe the sounds of workers on church street. who knows.
a FedEx worker walked by us and said hi. jameson laughed.

tonight we will go to another musical rehearsal. we will run through act two. okay, we won't run through it but will somehow manage to get to the end of the act. I can't wait to see it finished.

sick

I have had this cough/cold thing for a little bit now, and it isn't fun. I try to sleep as much as I can but always seem to fail. my mother even put a towel over our window to make it less bright. I fail to sleep in even with that. I find that even if I try really hard, I never seem to sleep in at all.
I went to the musical rehearsal yesterday (and thankfully it wasn't until 12:30) which didn't help with me having a stuffy and runny nose, and hardly being able to breath through my mouth. but I survived. I was aloud to take a walk outside where it had a very reasonable temperature, but even just walking around the church a couple times didn't help me with how annoyed I was for being stuck in this big building where I had nothing to do. I went home and was able to rest, but still knowing that my mother was hard at work trying to get the kids to pay attention to her while she was giving directions and more.

this morning I woke up at 8:30, but knowing I was sick just read a book that I was enjoying very much. I finished the book with anticipation to start reading the next one that was in the series. when I went downstairs to get the next book I got myself a glass of juice reminding myself of what my mother has been telling me..."drink lots and lots." I finally took a shower at quarter to twelve (i know, isn't that late!). it made me feel better though.
so today I finished a book, read a another whole book, and started another one. thats pretty good for me, especially with the fact that I don't enjoy reading that much. but what else was I supposed to do? these books I somehow find entertaining, and they just happen to be the love comes softly series. what can I say. their fun books.
reading that much also means that I was in my bedroom for most of the day. after reading that much I was annoyed. I wasn't able to take long walks like I love to do. but only see the bright sun shining outside from my bedroom window. yes I know, I didn't have to be up there all day...but I thought that I should enjoy being able to be in my bedroom for the long a period while I can!
me thinking that I should make sure that I am warm, put a long-sleeved shirt and a sweatshirt on. after feeling so warm that I could faint finally put a short-sleeved shirt on. don't ask me how I took that long to realize that I could actually do that (I am a ditz sometimes!).

and now that I have told you about how I have been, you can let me know how you have been. but I have to go see if merrick turned his light out yet (he doesn't exactly always obey).

spring time.

right now there is a little layer of snow flakes. they make me wonder if every easter is going to be like this. snow.

but I love spring. the smell of the air is completely different when it is spring. soon you will be smelling the fresh cut grass, the fragments of flowers, the scent of candles that are out on the porch where people will be laughing about silly things we have done.
you might hear the little laughs of children that play all over the neighborhood, the sound of bicycles going here and there that have the 5 year olds on them that will pretend that they are a motorcycle, you will probably definitely hear the motorcycles that have the men and sometimes lady's with the tattoo's everywhere (not my favorite).

we are awaiting the arrival of our new dresses and new shoes that are mama has bought. yippee! I will let you know right now. that when they arrive, you might here some excitement from four girls...you just might:)

there is no friday school today, so we are all enjoying the rest. so, in the next couple days we will be cleaning the house, getting tables ready, making more food, making sure we have the right amount of silverware, plates, glasses, and more. we will be busy. doing some of the stuff today along with babysitting a cute little girl. it shall be fun.

home.

something odd : right now it somehow smells like a new car, and personally I don't like that type of smell. oh well. hopefully it will go away.

merrick is sleeping right now. which means I don't have to entertain him at all for now. =)

the other day I went down stairs (and it just happened to be that I was the last one down) and everyone looked at my pants. they weren't completely wild or crazy, they were jeans. I just made a funny look at them. finally, she was nice enough to tell me what they were looking at...how short my jeans had gotten on me. ok, they weren't that short, but they got shorter. And carina just had to measure me. first, she saw that I was about an inch taller than the refrigerator, so she measured the fridge. I know, thats kinda weird to do...but it works. so that morning we found out that I am 5'9"...scary.
today as I was leaving from Friday school she said that I should be a model for this place. I am not sure why she picked that exact spot, but hey, whatever.

I don't really feel like writing anymore.

Can you keep up?
Baby boy, make me lose my breath
Bring the noise, make me lose my breath
Hit me Hard, make me lose my (Hah Hah)

I now understand why the header is the header.

You could probably just tell by looking at me but...

I love music.

It's a fact...

sorta.

I know you do to.