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12:47pm 01/08/2016
 
mood: i am love you
dear cherie,

i miss you like the sun misses the flower.

yours sincerely,

lauren "lauren m.f. shows" shows
 
     

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BREAKDOWN!!!! (i'm thinking of reliant k as i type this...)   
06:06pm 26/04/2009
 
mood: blah
SO.

last night my car broke down, for reals this time, on i-75. i immediately called my dad, which of course made no sense because he's 12 hours away, but this is what i do when i get in trouble. i then called anthony, who had to drive almost two hours to come and get me. i had the car towed down the interstate into dry ridge, which is almost 50 miles from lexington, and had to leave it there at an auto shop. anthony took me home, and had to leave about an hour ago to head back to yellow springs for work-type things. and then i spent the next 45 minutes on the phone with my mom completely melting down and apologizing profusely for the fact that i live my life constantly on the edge of chaos and catastrophe, which means that other people in my life must take care of me. i am thankful that i live close enough to the coffee shop that i can walk there to get to work; the bakery is a bigger issue, but i can conceivably walk there, too, though it would probably take more than an hour. the bigger issue is, of course, how much it will almost certainly cost to get the car fixed, and then, how i'm going to get back to dry ridge and pick it up. i feel completely childish and helpless at this point, and dread the idea of asking anybody for help. i'd rather spend myself into everlasting debt.

but i shan't worry about it for the time being. for now, i suppose, i shall watch season one of this american life and hope that things resolve themselves, preferably in my favor.
 
     

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fool professor studyin' romances   
10:25pm 17/04/2009
 
mood: content
well, today i gave my notice at the bakery; it was a little awkward, but mostly okay. nothing was shouted, and nothing was thrown. that's all i ever ask for in a day's work.

in order to congratulate myself/cheer myself up, i took myself on a date to the cinema to see i love you man. it was a delight. that paul rudd is everything one could ever want in a fella. also, two whole vampire weekend songs. takes me back to last year, when i listened to that album every day of spring residency.

which is coming up soon. i'm mostly pumped, but a little overwhelmed. this semester, i hate to admit, has been difficult and stupid. i have done really shoddy work. i have really loathed writing for the last couple of months; my (soon-to-be-ex) lady boss would probably comment that if you don't like doing something you should probably try another field. but she would be wrong. some days i can't stop writing. some days i can't stop staring at the wall. it just so happens i've had more of the latter of late than the former. i'll get over it. (fingers crossed.)

in closing, anthony bought me a file cabinet. what a dreamboat.
 
     

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06:12pm 05/04/2009
 
mood: blah
i'm sad today, for no discernible reason. maybe it's the weather: it was sunny earlier, and now it's gray (i used to spell it "grey," holdover from my anglophilia, but i got chided for it by an instructor last semester, who maintained that "this is america"), and also it's supposed to snow this week, and i'm kind of tired of the cold. maybe it's because i've been writing a story about a man who reads his wife's obituary all day. maybe it's because i, like the man, have been thinking of death, like i do sometimes, like we all do, probably.

i'm moving to ohio in august, and maybe that makes me a little sad, too, and certainly scared. i'm ready to get out of lexington, ready right this second, but it's a gamble, to be sure. there are mixed feelings and opinions on it from every spectrum of family and friend, but i'm moving in with the boyfriend, with the proverbial other half, and i haven't talked to him in a couple of days, and that makes me sad too, i think. my inherent lack of self-confidence and general paranoia threaten to spill over when phone calls go unanswered, when text messages (oh god, text messages) receive no reply, and then i become the huffiest, puffiest, bitchiest version of myself, but always on the inside, and i say to myself, "well, i won't call anymore, then."

but maybe it's hormones; that's what i'm banking on, anyway. hormones, i find, are the best way to explain away the behavior of my brain, because it's excusable and, best of all, it's temporary. so let's cross our fingers, shall we? let's cross our fingers for hormones.
 
     

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the magpie comes at noon (actually, at 2pm on friday)   
05:05pm 16/03/2009
  in other news, a short short story i wrote is gonna be on college frickin' radio this week. 88.1 wrfl woo!

in advance i would like to apologize to a person i will not name who, at one point in their life, told me they thought magpies were a mythical creature. this memory is basically the entirety of the short story, with fabricated details, of course. i'm not sorry for stealing it (it's what we do), but i'm sorry if by chance you happen to hear it, and are somehow displeased. to quote jack l. whitman: "all the characters are fictional."
 
     

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been down one time; been down two times   
02:03pm 16/03/2009
 
mood: calm
sweet LORD. "rumours" is a good-ass album.

t-minus six days till i'm all up in the windy city. museum of science and industry, make way for lauren m. shows.
 
     

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03:47pm 18/02/2009
 
mood: that abbott's gold is da bomb
i should have known, as soon as i made the decision to swing by best buy, that my productivity for the day would all but die in the wake of whatever it was with which i was going to come out of that store. my plan was to pick up two dtv converter boxes (one for me and one for the old man). i came out with the planned devices, yes, but i also came out with the complete series of spaced. thus, any and all work i might have done today is officially put on hold until further notice. i did manage to walk to the post office and the bank, but creative work is at a stand-still until i get my fill of hilarious british television.

i am in no way exaggerating when i say that, in the last two days, i have purchased 30+ dollars worth of various cheeses. in my fridge: muenster, brie, gouda, edam, two balls of fresh mozzarella, abbott's gold, and your typical bags of shredded cheddar and mozzarella and mexican blend, and slices of american. in the last 48 hours, i have literally eaten nothing but cheese and the occasional cracker. anthony once labeled me a "cheese pervert." finally i am ready to admit that he may be correct. i have a problem, friends.

finally, it's like 60 degrees and lovely outside. and they're saying it's going to snow tonight. and there's tornadoes coming. i think i'm ready to announce that kentucky weather is officially dumber than florida weather. maybe i'll move back.

(probably i won't.)
 
     

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09:54pm 16/02/2009
 
mood: sleepy
i am home now, and it feels lovely. i haven't been home since about 6:30 on saturday morning, and now i'm sitting in my jammies reading cakewrecks.com and "enjoying" a sunkist float in a bottle.

the majority of valentine's day was rough, spent at work for roughly 11 hours. on about three hours of sleep (caused by working late at the coffee shop on friday night), i managed to make and sell $1,000 worth of cupcakes on saturday. consider that 1 dozen cupcakes at the bakery costs around $25. that's about 40 dozen cupcakes. it was a long freaking day.

immediately after work, without bothering to brush my hair or even get the icing off of myself, i drove straight to yellow springs, where anthony was waiting to give me hugs and dinner and be generally awesome. he made me a valentine on a piece of wood rescued from his family's barn, which was burned down a few weeks ago. sunday i made pancakes and fakin' bacon, and we sat in the house all day and watched the tudors and home alone and rocket science. we also started developing a new film script, which he's conceptualized as a combination of the scripts for big and home alone. the new script will be called, naturally, "big alone." any and all ideas regarding this script are encouraged and appreciated.

this morning i got up and drove straight from yellow springs back to work. and now i'm home, having had something like 8 hours of sleep cumulatively in the past several days, and i'm thinking i'm about ready to pass out. but it was a good weekend and, all things considered, a pretty wicked valentine's day. it beats ending up in the emergency room 'cause you ate too many chicken mcnuggets. this is for dang sure.
 
     

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08:48pm 11/02/2009
 
mood: tired
before i continue with my writing/cowering in a corner in fear from the 60-70 mph winds a-blowin' outside, let me regale you with the list of hobo names that anthony and i created and swapped via way too many text messages today. ahem:

porkchop harrison
sleepy maud jensen
fingerbowl jenkins
shoe forester
chawspit hutchins
heavy-set george
teaspoon al
chickenfoot rogers
ragweed andy
william henry harrison
george armstrong custer
napoleon hotdogonastick bonaparte
randy bones newman
thomas seaboots hanks
foggy phil collins
steve hoss guttenberg
honest richie moranis
fancy jim nabors
flustered dave thomas
tom the albino cruise
slowpoke rodney dangerfield
jiggaboo jane austen
ned flanders
jason chowdereater bateman
tater jeb bush
jesus goulash christ
slappy god timmons
slaphappy buddha
shitty todd muhammed
vishnu-with-a-corncob-pipe
bedbug shiva
meatloaf mephistopheles
mary lou rettin the slut
motherfuckin' theresa


and that, my friends, is all. have a lovely evening, and wear a hat when you go out. it's chilly out there.
 
     

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07:36pm 05/02/2009
  per the request of ms. galvin:

i am okay, and am in no way dismembered. i did almost cut my finger off with a cheese knife this morning trying to slice some 8-day-old gouda, but that was my own dang fault.

i still hate living alone right now, though. i'm stoked my gentleman caller is coming to stay this weekend.

also, i think "gentleman caller" sounds kinda gross. this is probably the last time i'll use that term.
 
     

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02:56am 05/02/2009
 
mood: scared
so it's almost 3 a.m., right? i just got a knock at my front door. my first impulse is to think, "i'm not answerin' this," even though i'm now fully awake, but curious about who's at the door, and terrified about who's at the door. but the last time somebody knocked on my door late at night, it turned out to be cherie surprising me for my birthday. maybe a friend or co-worker was having an emergency? so i got up real quiet to keep the couch bed from squeaking, put my pants on (don't judge me), and looked out the peep-hole.

at first i didn't see anybody, but then i saw that somebody was leaning back up against the railing dressed all in black. i couldn't tell who it was, but for some reason i thought i'd go ahead and open the door. it was some guy i didn't know who looked vaguely familiar, like he might be a patron of the coffee shop or something. he looked surprised, then kind of stuttered around, like, "oh, you're not who i thought you were." i tried to close the door a couple of times, and he kept mumbling little things. finally i shut the door, and from behind the closed door he said kind of loud, "you're cuter than where i was going!" gross.

and now he's knocking on my door again! i am now officially freaked out. i hate living alone right now.
 
     

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09:34am 03/02/2009
 
mood: bored
so there was this big ol' winter storm here last week. roads were bad, lots of trees and other vertical structures fell under the weight of ice, and something like 40,000 people in my city were without power for a while. some still are, actually. sitting through an ice storm is kind of like sitting through a hurricane: it's boring, you have to stay inside, there's loud noises, and occasionally debris could damage your home or automobile or self. a major difference, though: if the power goes out during a hurricane, mostly you're just uncomfortable and bored. if the power goes out during a winter storm, you might actually freeze to death.

anyway, here's some pictures i took with my phone on both days, when the actual precipitation had died down enough for me to venture outdoors:

and if the snow buries my, my neighborhood...Collapse )

this weekend the roads were good enough for me to drive up to ohio, where i spent most of sunday watching this:

burn one downCollapse )

the story here is that anthony's family owns this farming land in wilmington. these two barns have been sitting unused and fairly rotting for a lot of years, so they asked the fire department to come and burn them down. anthony told me this as though setting fire to things is something that the fire department does all the time. anyway, we went up to the barns early-ish sunday morning to collect some wood and things he and his family wanted to keep before the barns were burned, and then we hung around and watched the actual burning. several people drove by, and you could see the confusion on some of their faces. my favorite picture of the ones i posted above is the last one, where the fire dudes are essentially just standing there watching the fire happen like the rest of us. imagine being in a passing car, not being privy to the details, thinking, "what, are these guys on lunch break?" in other news, i had to physically restrain myself from shouting, "hey, where's the fire?" to anybody that was running. or even walking quickly.

when anthony and i drove away, he said, "you haven't met my family yet, but you have seen the destruction of my family history!" it was a joke, obviously, but it was only a little funny.

i did, however, meet his family later in the day: his mom, step-dad, and sister. we went to dinner with his mom, came back and watched the superbowl with his mom and step-dad. "watching the superbowl" for me translates to "sleeping through most of it and intentionally rooting for whichever team my boyfriend hates more because he told me i wouldn't have to watch the superbowl." in any event, his family was nice, and his mother was adorable and very welcoming, so that was a huge weight off my shoulders.

anyway. school goes on as usual, life goes on as usual, etc. i did get an accordion in the mail from my parents, though. which basically means my musical career is about to take off, suckers.
 
     

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the w.a.n.d. (or, itunes shuffle; or, i stole this from elizabeth, who had some really good ones.)   
01:17am 27/01/2009
 
mood: sleepy
1.Put your MP3/iPod/iTunes on shuffle.

2. Answer each question with the title of the song that comes up. Don't skip it just because it sounds weird or doesn't make sense.

3. Invite others to do the same


IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
"don't let me down," stereophonics


WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
"speed trials," elliott smith


WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY?
"this side," nickel creek


WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
"over the rainbow," innocence mission

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
"daughters will tune you," danielson


WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
"if you're feeling sinister," belle and sebastian

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
"taters in sandy lane," the dillards


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
"i can't wait to get to heaven," keith green


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
"unwashed and somewhat slightly dazed," david bowie

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
"yankee bayonet," the decemberists


WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
"the day the aliens came," mountain goats


WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
"zip a dee doo dah," disney's song of the south

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
"going away," innocence mission

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
"i live for love," daniel johnston


WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
"shake your body down," jackson five

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
"taos, new mexico," waylon jennings

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
"talkin' about you," ray charles

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
"rowdy blues," the be good tanyas

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
"dead skunk," loudon wainwright iii

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
"they also mourn who do not wear black," sufjan stevens

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
"i'll be over you," toto

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
"hit 'em where it hurts," the w's

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
"down south blues," muddy waters

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
"if you're ready," the staple singers

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
"boxing," ben folds five

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
"the sea-apprentice boy," altan

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
"princes of the universe," queen

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
"here you come again," dolly parton

WHAT WILL BE YOUR SUBJECT FOR THIS POST?
"the w.a.n.d.," flaming lips
 
     

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hey now, hey now   
09:01pm 23/01/2009
 
mood: TIRED I SAID
today i was walking down constitution st. to china star to get my garlic broccoli on, and a guy passed me on a bike. he yelled to me, over his shoulder, "crack kills!" so i yelled back, "amen! clean up the streets!"

then i figured out he was talking about my buttcrack. which was, is, and always will be hanging out of my pants. also, for the record, my crack ain't never killed nobody, far as i know, and i resent the notion.

lots of things have happened in the past month or so that would be great to chronicle in pointed detail for posterity, but unfortunately, i'm fucking lazy. i just got netflix, and can now hardly be bothered to catch up on anything at all, including my schoolwork, my work work, and relationships. to friends/boyfriend: i'm sorry. if you could be mailed right to my door in 24 hours and sent back postage-paid, you'd take top spot in my queue. but we live in an imperfect world. till then, next up: ghost town starring ricky gervais, greg kinnear, and the incomparable tea leoni.

but here's a list:

dec. 24: parents and baby sister arrive in lexington
dec. 25: christmas morning with family; lauren and father drive to rite-aid to pick up plastic forks, come back with 750 ml each of ryan's irish cream and maker's mark.
dec. 28: anthony meets the folks. anthony and the shows family go to dinner. anthony pretends to talk to abe lincoln on the telephone. anthony gives lauren a train set.
dec. 31: new year's eve in yellow springs, ohio. sit around anthony's apartment with friends claire and steve, and make it downtown just in time to see the ball (read: disco ball with christmas lights wrapped around it) drop (from about 7 feet in the air).
jan. 6: birthday. horrible. wallet lost, weather disgusting, friends absent.
jan. 7: CHERIE SURPRISES LAUREN BY FLYING ALL THE WAY FROM CALIFORNIA UNANNOUNCED AND SHOWING UP ON HER DOORSTEP IN THE MOST AMAZING DISPLAY OF BEST FRIENDSHIP THAT HAS YET BEEN DOCUMENTED.
jan. 8-11: the best of times.
jan. 18: lauren and anthony drive to cynthiana to clean up dog poo from lauren's friend's hallway. lauren lets the chihuahua out of the cage and is bitten. anthony performs some really impressive dog-whisperer type shit and gets the chihuahua back in the cage.
jan. 23: lauren eats chinese food and watches american teen, and actually pumps her fist in the air when the one kid scores the winning basket. lauren wanders around apartment, thinking she should clean up, knowing she won't. lauren smokes. lauren sits. lauren smokes again. lauren buys three pairs of wayfarers on ebay. lauren writes on livejournal. lauren is tired.
 
     

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12:48am 08/01/2009
 
mood: STOKED
CHERIE IS HERE IN MY HOUSE

THIS IS THE BEST (post)BIRTHDAY EVER
 
     

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what might have been lost don't bother me   
09:50am 07/01/2009
 
mood: better
so.

i worked monday night at the coffee shop; we close at midnight, and when the clock struck twelve, my co-workers got up on the stage and induced everybody in the shop into singing "happy birthday" to me, which was very sweet, but also embarrassing. anyway, i thought it was a good start.

i got home around 1:15, and went to put my tip money in my wallet. but the wallet was gone. i looked all over my apartment, all in my car, and all around the parking lot. at 2:00 a.m. i was standing in the parking lot, under the floodlight, in the drizzling rain, imploring to the heavens: "but it's my birthday!"

so most of yesterday was spent moping around, missing my friends, being cheesed that it was so rainy and grey, and talking on the phone to anthony about how we were mopey and missed each other and were cheesed that it was so rainy and grey. at one point i said, "this is the worst birthday ever." to which he replied, "well, nelson mandela spent 27 birthdays in prison. now, yours is worse, of course, but...his was pretty bad, too."

perspective.

anyway, somebody turned my wallet into the main office today, which was awesome. i mean, they swiped all the cash that was in it, which i wasn't that worried about. the only thing that really annoyed me was that they took my silver certificates and two dollar bill. and my olive garden gift card? come on.

but at least they left my stamps. this is the best post-birthday ever.
 
     

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06:39pm 05/01/2009
 
mood: depressed
i'm drippy and snotty and this vapo-rub under my nose gives me a vague resemblance to a burn victim. i have to get rid of all these meat products in my fridge left over from the holidays. tomorrow is my birthday.
 
     

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11:04am 02/01/2009
  and thus, i ring in the new year with a new publication:

http://pequin.org/

(in a few days it'll be archived, and you can check it out there if you miss it.)

happy new year, friends!
 
     

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jacked from zach/elizabeth   
01:06am 30/12/2008
 
mood: sleepy
2008 year-end recap

1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
hmm...got published?

2. Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
i don't think i made any, not that i can remember anyway. but i did decide to stop eating meat at the new year...at least for a while, but probably permanently.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
nope

4. Did anyone close to you die?
robert goulet

5. What countries did you visit?
not one, and it's a dang shame.

6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you didn't have in 2008?
an mfa and a job in the field.

7. What date(s) from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
january 2nd: got dang pneumonia
may 23rd: met mr. anthony fife
june 7-9: broken down in troy, al; stranded at the scottish inn with only a skinny cat to befriend me
june 13: watched the reds lose to the st. louis cardinals, but loved every minute of it
early october: became a kentucky colonel

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
see preceding

9. What was your biggest failure?
several publication rejections, but that's to be expected.

10. Did you suffer any illness or injury?
like i said, dang pneumonia.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
season 1 of arrested development

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
everybody i love

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
eh...my boss?

14. Where did most of your money go?
rent and fish sandwiches.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
our new president. and the news of the arrested development movie.

16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
oxford comma - vampire weekend

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder?: happier
ii. thinner or fatter?: fatter
iii. richer or poorer?: 'bout the same

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Writing (me too, elizabeth...)

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
crying about it

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
i spent it with my family, eating and walking around.

22. Did you fall in love in 2008?
yep.

23. How many one-night stands?
gross.

24. What was your favorite TV program?
the office, of course.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
nope.

27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
everything anthony's ever burned for me.

28. What did you want and get?
a job at a coffee shop.

29. What did you want and not get?
a banjo.

30. What were your favorite films of this year?
dark knight, the band's visit, be kind rewind, wall-e, milk

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
i turned 24 and went to dinosaur world and mammoth caves.

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
being published more. enjoying my full-time job. not living 2.5 hours away from yellow springs, ohio. not living a million miles away from oakland, california.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
holes in my shoes?

34. What kept you sane?
dvd's and mail correspondence.

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
stephen colbert, as always.

37. Who did you miss?
pretty much everybody. but mostly cherie. doy.

38. Who was the best new person you met?
mr. anthony fife.

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
stop crying about it.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
nobody knows, darling...nobody knows how they are loved.

41. What concerts did you see?
bela fleck and the sparrow quartet.
 
     

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you got a monkey that can yodel?   
01:31am 27/12/2008
 
mood: sleepy
it's like, 70 degrees in lexington right now; two days ago it was 20 degrees. last week it was 9 degrees with -13 wind chill. 70 degrees is stupid. but then again, it will enable us to go outside.

my parents and youngest sister are here visiting. they came in on christmas eve; so far, having four (3.5 ?) people in my one-bedroom apartment has been tolerable, but i think it would definitely do for us to get out of the house some tomorrow. i tried my hardest to convince them that we ought to go out to mammoth caves today. "it's rainy," they said. "exactly," i said. "it don't rain in caves." still, to no avail. but i think they might be down for a little trip to shakertown tomorrie, which is okay with me.

tomorrow anthony's rollin' into town to "meet my people." which should prove hilarious. my dad's been doing his best to get all the atheist jokes out of his system today, appending each one with, "...and that's the kind of thing i won't say to anthony." thanks pops. as long as you don't tell him i've got "both male and female parts" like you did to hayley's fiance, i should be cool.

in other news, madison and i have been reading the bfg by roald dahl out loud to each other, and i must say, i am continually impressed by her reading skills. for christmas, i painted her a bookcase of her own, and filled it with some good books (including matilda, which was my fave at her age, and the wind in the willows, which was compliments of anthony). tonight she drew a picture of herself, me and anthony as pirates warding off sharks as a welcome/christmas gift for him, and wrote the following story to go with it (spelling transcribed as it is on the paper):

The pirates were on there way. And then......Lauren saw a shark and shouted Animal Attak! And then me Madison I shouted land ho! The sharks were garding the land. And we had to fite. But lucky captain Anthony had a sord! For us to fite with. And that's the story of my sister and my friend.

first, the adorability is off the charts. second, "animal attak!": my new band name?

anyway, i'm having difficulty sleeping tonight, which is why i'm up and typing at 1 and some change. so i've put in the veggie tales christmas special and cranked up the a.c. and crossed my fingers. i've got a long and ridiculous day before me.

i hope your respective christmas celebrations were delightful, my friends.
 
     

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