Bailey, you are Crazy!

On Thanksgiving day, I went out to our Ranch to spend two nights with my cousin and Grandparents. On the first morning, I got a call from Mom saying " I am about to go pick Bailey up. We will have her till Monday."

So when I got home on Saturday, I knew I didn't have long with Bailey, and Mustang and her family were coming over. So I sat in the floor and brushed Bailey, and loved on Bailey, and played with Bailey. Then Mustang got there and Bailey hid. We went on with our business, and soon Bailey, we called her Tiger, was in the middle of it all.

But that night was a different story than 'sweet, little, innocent.' I slept fine till about 6am. Then I heard THUDDA- THUDDA-THUDDA mew. Squeak squeak squeak ( Her running, mewing and playing with squeaky mouse.) This repeated over and over, until Mom came and shut my bedroom door. I finally got back to sleep.

Sunday, we got the morning and afternoon with that cat of Nana's. I brushed Bailey and petted Bailey. Then I got in my skirt ( and how Bailey loved THAT!) and in about an hour, we left for Church. Then we ate lunch and came home. Bailey was a bundle of PLAYPLAYPLAYPLAY when we got home. But by 6pm, I every ten minutes would run into wherever she was sleeping calling "Baileybaileybaileybailey!" and rummaging around, flipping the light on, whatever I could to wake her up.

And this morning, I had to give her up. By 9:30, Bailey was content at home. 

I Won!

Yesterday, we got to go to Mustang's house. I referred to her as Carl in my last post. I got to ride her chocolate paint, named Trixie.

We walked the barrels, and with Mustang leading her, we had... entertainment.
 "Trixie bolts off from the starting line, headed toward the first barrel!"  - We are slowly crawling along at snail speed.
"She swings closely around the barrel, not losing speed!" - We are three feet from the barrel, still crawling S-L-O-W-L-Y along. This continues through all the barrels, and when we get to the last one, Mustang says "Trixie, if you wouldn't mind helping here, we would like that a lot."
On the last barrel, headed toward home, we kicked Trixie up to a...... TROT "Trixie uses a burst off speed, not seen before! She gallops top speed toward the finish line, and crosses the finish line! SHE WON!" As we managed to make the barrels in, oh, bout TEN MINUTES. So we won.

I also met Gypsy, her light dappled palomino Quarter horse. For anyone NOT a horse person, a golden horse with small, light spots, and she is a common breed.     

The Years Fly By

I turned 10 on Saturday. It was THE BEST birthday EVER.

I was awoken (nearly had a heart attack, may I add) to my family singing Happy Birthday. I got up, and opened presents. From Mom I got a horse weekly calendar book thing, from Dad a Swiss Army knife (!), from BOTH of them I got a dolphin watch,  from Creator's Son I got two Scliech (Germany horse model brand name) horses, a stallion and a foal, and from my grandparents I got : The awesomest jacket ever, black jeans, a buckskin Scliech stallion, a white mare, and a foal laying down. So my presents were awesome. 

For breakfast I got BANANA PANCAKES! Then I rushed to get dressed( In my black jeans and new jacket, no less) and off to EYH ( Expanding Your Horizons) My best friend, Cousin Carl, was there and so was a friend I met a couple years ago.

We had 'Speakers'. Cousin Carl and I went to a Physical Therapist and a Vet. It was really intresting. Then Carl and I headed to Starry Night. It was really cool to know more about the stars. You got to see constellations, their names, and all that.

Then we went to lunch, a hamburger and some ice cream. Then Carl and I split ways, and Cousin Ned, my other friend,  and I went to CSI. There, we examined a murder and found out the culprit. It was pretty cool. We learned a game called Pogo and one called Black Magic.

Then Cousin Ned and I walked to the Weir Building together and parted ways. I was in Computer Generated Art. It was so cool and fun. You learned to change the colors of pictures and play with fraktals. It was SO much fun. When I was done there, I headed back to the main building. I saw Carl sitting on the ground and ran over to her. "Steve!" She yelled. "Carl!" I replied. The moms were there to pick us up, and I showed Carl my new horses. Then I got some AWESOME books from Nana.   

And I turned 10!   

Even though I'm almost 10..

My 9th birthday was one of my best. We went to a violin lesson early (Though I really did NOT want to!), then came home to prepare for my party. We had 4 hrs, but Mom was going crazy! Anyway, finally people started getting there. 

Once we were ready to play a game, I told Creator's Son "Go tell Mom we're going to play puffle round up now" I said. HR started saying "Puffles? Puffles? Eeekers? Squeak?" 
"How do ya play that?" Every one else asked. Silence. "Eeekers?" HR repeated. 

Everyone loved my "Goofiness Game" and once we were done with games we ate cake. 

Then, we got on CP, and...... I MET SENSEI!!!!! I was letting one of my friends dress my penguin, when I got a stamp that read 'Sensei'. I asked with growing excitement, "Why did I just get a stamp called Sensei?"  I ran to the 'Ninja Hideout', and there he was! 

It was an awesome birthday.. Even though I'm 2 days to 10!

A Typical School Day

A typical school day for us goes about like this: My alarm clock blaring loudly in my ear, then me turning it off and, half asleep still, stumble into then living room and flop down on the couch. A few minutes later, the brother appears and grumbles "Good Morning" loudly. He lays on the couch and is snoring within minutes. Mom asks what we want for breakfast, and the usual answer is malt-o-meal and/or taquito. After we eat and do our Parallel Gospels, I get dressed and make my bed. Then I go out and feed the cat and dog. I brush my hair and give a push to the day with violin. Our schedule starts with violin, then Wordly Wise, Daily Grams and Journal, Poems, History and Science, lunch (Creator's Son's favorite subject) then Greek, reading and math, spelling, and Logic or Critical Thinking.

Last Co-op

Today was the last day of Co-op, and was a very long day. 

It started with getting woken up by the storm that blew through(hallelujah!) at 5:45. Then at 6:30, our normal Co-op day alarm, I was wide awake. Then a LONG breakfast, rushing to get dressed and chores done. The cat, I know, can go under house, and since it was pouring, assumed he had. I got his food ready and saw him under the house. I couldn't get his food bowl through the place he gets through, so I set it in front of his hidy- hole and waited to see if he'd eat it. He stuck his head out of the hole, and ate a bite. Then he pulled his head back in like he was in pain, and meowing like " I'm starving, in pain, and dying", so I was slightly worried. I tried everything I could, but he wouldn't eat it. So I came in and asked Mom what to do. She said dump his food in with him. I did so, and the cat was happy. I was soaked. And all the while the dog is going crazy, wondering what was taking me so long.


We had gotten ready for Co-op the night before, so we were ready. I was worried about having to do a skit and sing the dumbest song in the world. We got there and started moving tables. In Mom's class, we were talking about Jeremiah the prophet. Mom was saying " Jeremiah was interesting. He was-" When I cut her off and said" A bullfrog!" Everyone in the room burst out laughing, and then one of my friends and I spontaneously and unanimously started singing 'Jeremiah was a Bullfrog'. It was pretty funny.


In my next class, Government 101, we went through our skit twice and moved several things downstairs. Then our teacher told us " Stay in the room, be quiet, but do what you feel like." So I played on my violin and moved about restlessly. Finally, it was time to go to Human Body, the only thing besides lunch standing between me and... the dreaded song. 


In human body, we were given some books with our pictures on the front. They held our quizzes and information from the past 9 weeks. We took those down to the gym with our body posters. We took the final two quizzes ( I got hundreds on every quiz) and played with play dough. I made a really cool horse, and by the time I was finished, it was time to squish it and go eat. I helped my best friend with name tag boxes and what not. Then we ate a lunch that seemed to last hours, but couldn't have been shorter.


Soon it was time for presentations. The song was drawing near. My first class was mentioned, but we only had a table in the back. The next few presentations were pretty cool. I groaned and winced when she said beginning the 11:00 o' clock hour. Even nearer was the song.  In one class, Presenters Kit, we watched some funny clips of what happened in class. But not long after came...... THE SONG!


We were called up. my heart thumped. I couldn't imagine how dumb we would sound. Our assistant was on the floor showing us the motions. We got up there and I was laughing. When our teacher said "We will astound and amaze you in less than 30 seconds!" I laughed harder and put my hand on my forehead. I tried to sing. I really, really did. But I was laughing to hard. I managed to get some of it, but I was laughing so hard I was crying. I don't really know what was so funny.

And last but not least was our skit. Our narrator messed up a line, but I'm sure no one heard it. We did really good. I played my violin well, and everyone sang along on the first verse. Almost no one knew the fourth, but we pressed through. It went well.

Afterwords, while Mom helped clean up, I played tag and ultimate tag. It was fun. When we left Co-op for the last time till February, I begged out of a violin lesson. I mean, I had enough stuff to practice anyway, right?

Testing, testing: Is this thing still on?

I didn't forget I have a blog. Not really. Well, kinda maybe a little bit. OK, so I did. But now that Creator's Son( also referred to as Playtoy) is getting on his own blog, I have uh...... remembered my blog. I could make up a million reasons for not blogging ( which by the way, is more years than the Earth is old) but the simple truth is either a) I forgot or b) I meant to but couldn't find time and forgot. Notice that both reasons include me forgetting....  Anyway, I am starting to get into this blog thing and will probably be doing posts weekly. To start out, I have a blurb from Bailey the cat's journal.

 " Day 457 of Capture: Today the strange hoomin creatures that Feeder/Crazy-Lady calls "Icepooka* and "Creator's Son* " came to stay for a few hours. The hoomin called Icepooka tried playing with me again. When will she learn? Anyway, when they came home, the Icepooka smelled like other cats! I smelled the place I came from. And I may have smelled some nasty thing hoomins call 'hand sanitizer'. IT SMELLS TERRIBLE! I nearly choked.

 * Substitute for real names



Also, my Mom, who does Rockcastle Blessings, was off with some of her crazy friends to a boot camp. She calls it leadership training, but hey, same thing, right? They were gone ALL weekend. I missed Mom a lot, but today we finally rescued her! Or she came home and rescued me, one or the other. So, get ready to have a window into my life.