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I have just started reading a book of fairy tales

And as I wanted to be inspired I stopped reading a little while ago and wrote a story. I like to base what I write on something existing, so for this story I used the mother with three daughters idea, which frequently shows up in fairy tales. However, typically the youngest, who is the heroine, is dazzlingly beautiful while the two older sisters are usually ugly... So I decided to write this story with it the opposite way. So I hope you enjoy this fairy tale! And the moral too:)

Plain Jane
By Elizabeth Von Fange

Once upon a time there was a widow who had three daughters. The two eldest were dazzlingly beautiful and they were the pride of their mothers heart. The youngest daughter, however, was plain to the point of being ugly and her name was Jane.

The mother could not bear the sight of Jane so she sent her out to tend the sheep while her other two sisters sat around the house and enjoyed themselves since their mother felt that housework might mar their beauty. Jane didn't like being the plain one of the family and often sat and wished that she was beautiful while the sheep wandered off and found out whether or not the grass was greener on the other side of the fence. As she was punished each time the sheep got away from her, Jane soon learned that sitting and wishing for beauty only brought sadness and despair, so one day, she decided that she was not going to wish to be beautiful any more.

Like many good intentions made during the end of the month of December, it didn't last long, for about a week later as she sat and the sheep seemed to be behaving themselves perfectly she couldn't help wishing that she was as beautiful as her sisters. And as usual the sheep scattered in every direction but as Jane was paying a bit more attention to them than usual, she saw the last sheep running off and getting up, she ran to chase it.

The sheep decided that it's new duty in life was to run as fast as it possibly could in any direction it chose to, except towards home, and as Jane was a bit too plump to be any great runner, she could not catch up with the sheep. In fact, it was a good thing the sheep was quite plump too, or else it would have quickly left her behind.

After quite some time of running the sheep finally got tired and as Jane was already tired, they both sat down for a rest with Jane keeping a tight hold on the sheep. As though she seemed incapable of learning of her lesson Jane was about to go into a long period of wishing that she was tall and slim like her sisters when she suddenly heard a loud crash, and then cries for help.

Her sheep heard them too and decided to run in the opposite direction while Jane decided that if followed, the sheep would head in the opposite direction of home, where as, if ignored, the sheep might just wander back closer to home. So she quickly ran in the direction of the cries for help.
As she ran towards the sound Jane couldn't help wondering who was making them, for the voice that was calling for help was one she had never heard before. When she finally saw who it was she was quite surprised, for it was a handsome prince! His horse, as near as she could tell, had just gone underneath a branch which was just the perfect height off the ground to unhorse it's rider.

Jane was wondering why the prince had not gotten up off the ground, and was rather worried that he was hurt as she walked over and offered her assistance in helping him off the ground. He accepted gladly and after he stood on his feet he asked her if she could see his horse anywhere around.

Since the horse was standing directly in front of them with a self satisfied smirk on its face, Jane wondered if their was something wrong with the prince's eyes. On pointing out the horse the prince informed her that he was blind. As he couldn't notice whether she was pretty or not Jane felt as though this was her lucky day, and it was. For the as the prince listened to the melodious sound of her voice he fell in love with her. As Jane was really hoping that this would happen she gave him quite a bit to listen to as she tried to take the long cut back to the road. Since she had no idea as were it was anyway she succeeded in her object of it taking quite a long time to get anywhere and they probably would have been wandering around in the woods for hours more if they hadn't met up with the prince's attendants, who were quite glad to finally see the prince as they had been looking for him for hours. As by this time the prince was madly in love with Jane he invited her to return to his castle with him where they got married and lived happily ever after.

As for Jane's two beautiful sisters, well, they never had the fortune to run across any handsome princes so they had to settle for lesser men. However as one of the sisters of later became a Duchess, and the other became a Countess, they can hardly be pitied.

MORAL: Beauty isn't everything, and you don't want to have anything to do with sheep if you can help it because in 999,999,999,999,999 cases out of 1,000,000,000,000,000 they won't go running in the direction of a handsome prince.

Snowed it has. Posted about it yet I have not. Do it now I will.

It snowed yesterday. The morning services were cancelled due to snow and ice, but by this evening you could hardly tell there had been snow. We ate with the Diffies and the Books(that is how their last name is pronounced.

Having now had to repeat this story a few times I think I shall hereby relate the story behind the story of this fairy tale that I wrote. It was last Saturday when I was ill and going to David's Bridal to look at Bridesmaids dresses. I was going to wear something a little nicer than tennis shoes so I put on a pair of brown shoes I had never worn before, to my knowledge. You can see the shoes in question if you look at the post before this one. I just about always wear white socks, since I don't really have any black ones, so I put on white socks with the shoes. However, as the shoes were a little small, I had to take the thick white socks off, and put on a pair of thinner ones. Combined with an illness, changing a pair of stubborn shoes is not too fun plus the blouse I was wearing had this tie thing at the neckline and I couldn't get that to cooperate either. And it was about time to go. So when Mom said "Oh, and wear black socks with those shoes" I did not wish to change socks. In fact I purposely ignored black socks and just went down to the car thinking in my crazed mind that white socks would probably go better with the formal gowns I would be changing into. But Mommy being Mommy as soon as she got into the car she handed me a pair of Black socks. So in the car I had to take off the nice comfortable white socks and put on a pair of huge black socks that came all the way up to my knees. If you look at the picture you can't even see what color of socks I'm wearing. Sometimes I do wish I didn't have such a fashion conscious mother, but then I would probably make a whole lot of horrible blunders with what I'm wearing, and I would be blissfully unconscious of them and quite happy in that I would think I looked nice... Someday I may learn the rules of fashion, but at the present moment, I doubt it...

And in case you are wondering about the title of this post, Yes, I was imitating Yoda. And for those of you who have no clue who Yoda is, I would advise you to watch "Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back". He is the Green Creature.

I think that I shall end this post as it is probably quite long enough.

This Cheerful Post comes to you through the request of my mother...

Mom read the post I wrote earlier today... She said that I needed to eat something before posting and not one word of sympathy did I get about my Neopets account... However Mommy has been really nice about my illness. My room is looking lovely currently, and guess what has been uncovered! A CREEK with a BRIDGE across it, and a fishing pole! Plus a garden! Now for those of you who may be really wondering about this I have a lovely mural on one of my walls(you can see part of it in some of the movies I've made and put on here) and the bottom part of it has been invisible due to the amount of stuff piled against it. Most of this has been moved and I can see a lot more of my room than I have seen in months... or is it years?

I must say, "Pride and Predjudice" is very enjoyable, or to rephrase that, I have very much been enjoy listening to an unabridged audio recording of "Pride and Predjudice". Elizabeth Bennett reminds me a bit of myself at times, though I have never met a Mr. Darcy, or Collins for that matter. The amount of long words used in the works of Jane Austin are tremendous... I am still not quite sure what "Insipidity" means.

I'm hoping this is a "Cheerful Post" but to make sure I will write some more cheerful things. It is not howling with tornados outside, Walmart has not closed, Polly is here with me, my home has not burned down, dragons are not ruining the land, evil tyrants have not taken over the world, my room still is a little bit messy, Internet is not down, I can post, Mommy has not mentioned School in a while, I am getting to go on a Cruise in June, I don't think my computer is going to take over the world or crash within the next ten minutes, and I'M SAVED AND GOING TO HEAVEN!!! That last one is a very cheerful thought.

I have now eaten and watched several Donald Duck Cartoons

And I am feeling much better than I was when I wrote the last post. Though I still would like to go to Walmart:)

I have a lot to write about, but currently I don't feel like writing about it

I am still sick, and at the moment I don't feel particularly happy... I know I ought to be happy but I've noticed that generally an action is followed by an equal and opposite reaction and that when a person is unhappy, typically they are either about to be very happy, or have just been very happy. I suppose the main reason I am unhappy currently, aside from the fact that I am still sick, is that my Neopets.com account was "frozen" which means that I can't play with it anymore. As I had spent a LOT of time and effort on building and adding to that account, losing it isn't too fun. I haven't cried about it yet though, but I sure felt like it last night once the general shock wore off. And watching Sky Captain last night didn't seem to help the situation... I probably would have enjoyed Sky Captain if I had seen it when I wasn't depressed but when I am depressed I look at the depressing side of things, so I didn't enjoy Sky Captain. At least my family did...

Currently my room is being worked on. I suppose it really is very nice to not have to clean up my room myself, but for some reason I don't like it clean... I suppose because I've been saying "Yes, you can get rid of that" a lot. I am a hoarder of "stuff".

I do apologize for putting a depressing post on here, but I decided that I would as occasionally I am not happy and cheerful and as it is a rare event that I am as unhappy as I currently am, I may as well document it. I'll probably be much happier and cheerful once I eat a nice hot meal and have a good nights rest and am healthier and go shopping(which I haven't done in some time, that may be another cause of my depression, no Walmart in a week or more...) I'll probably be just fine. Oh, and it snowed today, so I can't go to Walmart...

And I think I'll end this post now and maybe go downstairs and find something to eat.

You are hereby invited to a test advertisement for The Light Source

In case you do not know, my Dad owns The Light Source, a company that makes clamps to hang lights with as well as other things of like nature. Recently The Light Source website has been given some tweaks, by Daniel(who else?) and it now has more products etc. on it. So what I think I am going to try to do is write here an advertisement story for The Light Source that way my Dad can see it and I can find out whether it can be put on The Light Source website and whether I might possibly get paid for it...

Once upon a time there was a very young and beautiful princess who was about to celebrate her eighteenth birthday. On this special occasion the king of that land declared that a special ball was to be given. The queen, who was found of decorating, ordered that all of the crystal chandeliers in the ball be room be hung with garlands of flowers and bird cages so that the air would be filled with sweet perfume and sweet song. All was going well, until the queen decided to use gold bird cages, for gold bird cages are heavy and already there was a great deal of weight on the chandeliers. So it was that as the queen stood back for the full effect of the room, one of the old cast iron clamps(NOT a Light Source Clamp) that attached the chandelier to the roof, broke and the chandelier and all on it came crashing to the ground, fortunately no one was beneath it. As if that was a signal all of the other chandeliers came crashing down, all of them save one. That chandelier had been but recently added and it was hung by a (insert climactic music here) Mega Clamp.

The king came in to view the damage and he suddenly had a vision of what would have happened if there had been people underneath the chandeliers. The King immediately called in the royal lighting director and asked him for an explanation. It was fairly clear what had happened, the non Light Source Clamps had broken under the weight but the Mega Clamp was still holding the weight quite easily and didn't even look the slightest bit stretched. So the king immediately banished the old clamps from his land and ordered The Light Source Clamps to replace them, and just to make sure that the new crystal chandeliers the queen ordered didn't break, he even used Mega Claws which had a stronger load rating, that way if the queen chose to hang elephants from the crystal chandeliers she could do so...

Everything was fixed in time for the princesses birthday party and it was a grand success and the birds chirped merrily as they had no fear of falling and everybody lived happily ever after.

MORAL: Use The Light Source Products

(small print: Note, an elephant would probably be a bit heavy to hang with just one Mega Claw, but you could probably hang an elephant with more than one Mega Claw, however I do not recommend trying this at home.)

Socks

Having now had to repeat this story a few times I think I shall hereby relate the story behind the story of this fairy tale that I wrote. It was last Saturday when I was ill and going to David's Bridal to look at Bridesmaids dresses. I was going to wear something a little nicer than tennis shoes so I put on a pair of brown shoes I had never worn before, to my knowledge. You can see the shoes in question if you look at the post before this one. I just about always wear white socks, since I don't really have any black ones, so I put on white socks with the shoes. However, as the shoes were a little small, I had to take the thick white socks off, and put on a pair of thinner ones. Combined with an illness, changing a pair of stubborn shoes is not too fun plus the blouse I was wearing had this tie thing at the neckline and I couldn't get that to cooperate either. And it was about time to go. So when Mom said "Oh, and wear black socks with those shoes" I did not wish to change socks. In fact I purposely ignored black socks and just went down to the car thinking in my crazed mind that white socks would probably go better with the formal gowns I would be changing into. But Mommy being Mommy as soon as she got into the car she handed me a pair of Black socks. So in the car I had to take off the nice comfortable white socks and put on a pair of huge black socks that came all the way up to my knees. If you look at the picture you can't even see what color of socks I'm wearing. Sometimes I do wish I didn't have such a fashion conscious mother, but then I would probably make a whole lot of horrible blunders with what I'm wearing, and I would be blissfully unconscious of them and quite happy in that I would think I looked nice... Someday I may learn the rules of fashion, but at the present moment, I doubt it...

I wish to Welcome you to a Race

This evening I decided I ought to film this movie since I had had the characters picked out for some time I needed to put them away where they belonged. So I filmed this very quickly and put it on here. There is a plot in the extended edition but it hasn't been filmed yet and may never be... Oh, and since I was sick I used a stunt double to play me. The resemblance is striking... I hope you enjoy the movie!

Part One
Part Two

The Second Fairy Tale(?) I've written today. Or is it merely the second piece of nonsense I've written today?

Once upon a time a handsome prince set out across the seven seas, and the seven mountains, and the seven dragons, to rescue a fair and beautiful princess. So at last, after great adventures, the prince approached the beautiful princess. He gazed at her, enchanted by her loveliness. She gazed back at him and then she spoke, each word tinkling like a diamond falling on mud, "Your socks don't match your outfit."

The puzzled prince looked down at his socks, and to his eyes he could discern nothing wrong with them. As he further contemplated the matter he felt that marriage to a princess, however fair, whose taste disagreed with his own would not be pleasant so he turned himself about and left and found a very pretty girl who didn't care if his socks matched or not so long as he loved her, and they got married and lived happily ever after.

One day another prince decided to attempt the perilous journey to rescue the fair princess. And like his predecessor, he too had little difficulty with the many dangers and adventures surrounding the princess. He too, in his turn approached the princess and gazed enchanted at her beauty. And, as before, she looked upon him and spoke, this time in a voice as mellow as an unripe pear, "Your socks don't match."

The prince looked down, then looked at the princess again and then he felt that she had to be the most wonderful princess in the world, for she had an eye so discerning that she was able to tell, through a suite of armor, that his socks didn't match. So they got married and lived happily ever after! THE END

MORAL: Some people notice socks, and some don't. I am one who doesn't notice them and my mother is one who does. Both ways can be good, and both ways can be annoying in their own turn.

The Princess of the Purple Dress

Once upon a time there was a beautiful young princess with tangerine colored hair and royal blue eyes. One day as she was observing her pet kitten coughing up a hair ball she couldn't help wondering whether or not a handsome prince was going to propose to her at the ball that night. She highly doubted it since most of the princes she knew could hardly have the word "handsome" applied to them and the rest of the princes seemed to make the word "plain" far too complementary.

As she glided across the room to her royal closet to examine the gowns hanging in their stately solitude while her kitten continued in it's occupation she began to wonder on a new subject, whether or not cat hair really enhanced the beauty of her gowns. She was almost on the point of having her kitten removed from the vicinity of her gowns when suddenly a royal trumpet rang. As this happened quite frequently the princess simply walked as swiftly as she could to the window to see who it was, instead of sprinting, and she felt as though she should have sprinted when she saw for whom the trumpets blew.

For riding into the castle courtyard came a prince so handsome that the princess's heart was won instantly, though she wouldn't have admitted it at that time since nobody was around to mention the fact to, except her kitten and it was still too busy to bother with princes, a veterinarian, yes but a prince, no.

As the prince went inside the castle it suddenly dawned on the princess that she probably ought to go down to the main hall to greet him and she was about to rush downstairs when a thought struck her and she stopped suddenly in her tracks, for she had just seen a mirror.

Calmly returning to her room she selected another gown from her closet and with a withering glance the kitten, who seemed completely unaware that it had sent the hair ball in the direction of the princess, the princess changed her gown.

The princess's lady in waiting arrived a moment later to inform her that she had a visitor and with a word to the lady in waiting to remove the kitten from the premises until it had learned manners and the respect due to the gowns of a princess, the princess quickly made her way into the castle hall.

Now the kitten had really done the princess a favor for the princess had been wearing a pink and purple polka-dotted gown, and pink and purple polka-dot was the only color that the handsome prince really detested. So when he looked up and beheld the princess in her gown of violet, instead of turning his head away in disgust, he gazed at her and then fell hopelessly in love. Being a man of action he instantly proposed and the princess accepted him and they shortly thereafter got married and he carried her off to his kingdom where his seven slobbering Mastiff's made the princess feel that kittens aren't so bad after all. But they still lived happily ever after! THE END!!!

A Tale of the Unfortunate Harvey T. Bennet

Note, this tale is entirely fictitious and the event in it have not happened, to my knowledge, to anybody. If they have happened to a Harvey T. Bennet then... Well it is now recorded:) But I'm not basing this tale off of anything, and I just chose the name Harvey T. Bennet because I thought it suited the story. In fact I don't even know why I'm writing this paragraph!!! I suppose it is because I have a cold and it's making illogical. Also any similarity between this tale and one called "The Beautiful Cassandra" written by Jane Austin is purely unCoincidental.

Chapter the First
Despite much investing in the stock market Harvey T. Bennet was still well to do man as the opening of this story unfolds. He was usually punctual, except when he was late and for breakfast every morning he would always have Tea and Toast.

Chapter the Second
On one fateful Thursday Morning Harvey T. Bennet decided that instead of eating Tea and Toast for breakfast he would have a Bagel and Coffee. So he proceeded to carry out his decision.

Chapter the Third
With the first sip of the lukewarm cup of coffee Harvey T. Bennet began to think that he had made a serious error, which he had since he had accidently put his tie on backwards.

Chapter the Fourth
On correcting this serious blunder he proceeded to eat his bagel and as he did so a thought of such genius came into his head that it surprised him exceedingly, and would have surprised those who knew him even more.

Chapter the Fifth
For suddenly he had realized that Cream Cheese, though fattening, was delicious enough on a Bagel to make up for the previous fact and, when absent from a Bagel, greatly decreased the edibleness of said Bagel.

Chapter the Sixth
So after consuming his breakfast Harvey T. Bennet walked out into the street and actually made it to the other side in safety without once thinking of jokes regarding chickens.

Chapter the Seventh
Harvey T. Bennet had always considered the number seven to be lucky, and he was quite right for in this chapter he gets married and lives happily ever after to the end of his days.

THE END

MORAL: Um, actually I don't think that there is one... Other than the fact that if one writes when one is tired and ill one sometimes will write great nonsense.

In case you have ever wonderd what a brief cure for congestion in the lungs, I'll tell you...

This morning, or perhaps I should say for the past few days, I have been sick. Not wishing to dwell on unpleasant subjects I haven't really mentioned it but... Last night I had a great deal of trouble with breathing and coughing. I actually woke up at five in the morning and couldn't go back to sleep!!! And when that happens, I know something is wrong, that or we are starting out a trip or something.

But any rate, I was rather upset this morning as David's Bridal was on the horizon and I didn't want to miss it, and I also didn't want to go around coughing in the store and not being able to talk. BUT... At nine thirty-ish Mom and I set out for David's Bridal. I relaxed in the car and though I was almost driven in a panic by sneezing, and had horrible visions of sneezing in the proximity of some lovely gown and ruining it, I managed to survive the reach the store. I prayed before entering that I wouldn't show any great signs of illness, and you know what? I didn't!!! I didn't even mention I was sick and nobody inquired and I didn't even feel sick while I was in David's Bridal. Of course when I left it I started feeling sick again and I've been sick for most of today but I can tell you one thing, I have found three ways to not feel so sick, 1. A nice long hot bath 2. Go shopping at a store full of things that are fascinating and delightful to look at 3. Watch DVD's.

But to get back to the subject of David's Bridal. We arrived and met Erin, and a friend of Erin's there. Although there was supposed to be another bridesmaid there, she couldn't make it so I was the only one trying things on. When I walked in and saw the dress I was very excited, and very pleased. All though I at first looked (in case anyone would like to know, I just sneezed) for something to wear in my serious role of bridesmaid, I wasn't blind to other dresses. I hadn't been sick when I got home I probably would have actively utilized my sewing machine, but I still looked at some patterns and thought a good deal...

Now I had done my research before going to David's Bridal and there had been one outfit that I liked, that appeared to be for me to wear. They didn't have it in stock in the proper color but I got to try on the dress in a different color. It's a very nice dress and quite modest, especially since it has a matching jacket. I ought to look nice as the color is beautiful on me, I think.

So I am looking forward to being a bridesmaid, and to being healthy again. Tonight may be a long night unless I miraculously feel much better. I'm not expecting that. But now it's time for me to take another dose of medicine, watching a DVD while eating supper:) The entertainment committee, though suffering from illness, was capable of discovering, "It's Valentines Day Charlie Brown" on DVD at Sam's Club after going to David's Bridal. It's quite an interesting DVD. Snoopy is humorous.

Oh, and I have been doing a lot of crocheting lately.

A complete and utter piece of ridiculousness involving the decease of nonexistent tiny rabbits

"All men able to bear arms assemble in the village square! All men able to bear arms assemble in the village square!" The call rang out over the fields and grasslands. Roger looked up from his task of forcing a very fat pig into a very small crate for market day and felt that now, at last, something was going to happen to break the monotony of farm life.

"Come lad, we must answer the call!" Roger's father told him, "Just put that pig back in the pig pen and grab something to serve as a weapon." It was harder to tell who was happier, the pig or Roger, as he put the pig back in the pen and then looked around for a suitable weapon. He still had the hammer in his belt from building the crate but he felt that he needed something more menacing than that. A pitchfork was what he thought of first but when he looked where they were supposed to be he found that some one else had beat him too it. As he frantically looked around the barn for something appropriate he couldn't help wishing that he didn't have eleven older brothers who were quick at grabbing any tool that was sharp.

Finally in desperation he went into the house but there found that one of his brothers had beat him to the fire tongs. About to despair and knowing that he must hurry he suddenly noticed the broom. Having experienced the stinging pain which a broom handle actively applied on one's back side as punishment he thought that this might be useful and grabbed it.

On exciting through the kitchen he noticed a large empty pot while he was stuffing his pockets with cookies and he decided to take that too, as you never know when you are going to need a pot. Besides, it made quite an impressive helmet when he put it on his head, though he had a little bit of trouble seeing through it.

As Roger was running quickly to join his father and brothers he couldn't help wondering what enemy he was going to attack, and whether pretty Mabel Farel was going to watch him setting out in defense of his village.

Arriving at the villaige Roger saw that just about everybody was there already, and that Mable Farel was standing in the doorway of her home. Mabel was sixteen and had the most beautiful mud brown hair in the village, or so Roger thought after he had tasted some of the pie that she had baked and had fallen madly in love with her.

"Now men!" the village mayor said, "We have a job to do so let us go and do it!" Quickly they left and headed out the northern exit of the village.

Roger straightened his shoulders and attempted to march in an orderly fashion with his broom over his shoulder like a rifle and the pot on his head for a hat. Though he looked rather like young boy playing soldier it quite impressed Mabel, who smiled and waved but as Roger was steadfastly looking forward he didn't notice, and if he had he probably would have though she was waving at somebody else.

After a half hours marching they came to the canyon entrance. Here their leader paused and leaving all behind but one or two, went ahead to scout the area. He returned shortly.

"Men," he said in a hurried voice, "We are greatly outnumbered. Each of you must take down at least ten or we are done for!" Roger felt his blood run chill with excitement. "Now go, and may you show what stuff you are made of!"

With that everyone rushed towards the canyon. Roger was expecting to see a savage army of fierce warriors on horse back, armed to the teath, but he didn't.

"Has the army been cast under a spell to look like tiny rabbits?" Roger whispered to his father. His father stared at him and just shook his head, and then joined in the fray against the rabbits.

I will not describe the scene that followed, it was a bit to gory what with pitchforks and red stuff all over the place. Roger however was quite humane. He hit the little rabbits, they were only about six inches long and three inches high, on the head with his hammer and then utilized his broom to pick them up and put them in the pot. Pretty soon he had a goodly stack of them and then noticing that Harry Foster was heading out of the canyon with an armful of the rabbits he decided to follow him. Harry was also fond of Mabel's pies and Roger felt certain that Harry was going to bring his spoils to the feet of Mabel and bask in her pleasure.

Throwing a few more rabbits into his pot for good measure Roger ran after him. Harry noticed him and quickened his pace. It has an interesting race for both were being very careful not to spill their rabbits there fore neither were going at top speed. Nonetheless it was a close race for two reached Mabel's home at exactly the same moment, but to Roger's shock and surprise Harry kept right on running until he reached the house of Sarah Miller were he there showed off his rabbits and Sarah made a big fuss over him and then everything seemed happily settled between them.

Mabel, who had come out to see what the commotion was, saw Roger staring dumbfounded in the direction of Harry and Sarah and mistakingly thought that Roger must like Sarah. As Mabel was about to run up to her room and cry for three days and then vow never speak to Sarah again as long as she lived, and perhaps join a nunnery, Roger suddenly noticed that Mabel was in the door way. Quickly he knelt at her feet and offered up his pot of rabbits and then, since Mabel didn't immediately accept them, Roger added torrents of words about her charms, her cooking abilities, and how much he liked her.

Mabel quickly decided that she had made a mistake and that Roger was probably just surprised that anyone could come rushing back to town for a girl so plain as Sarah, and immediately decided not to go to a nunnery, or even go up to her room and cry for three days.

So she accepted the rabbits and then she and Roger smiled and talked in a heavenly bliss until Mabel's father came home and insisted that they move out of the doorway so he could go in. This brought them down to earth enough for Roger to ask Mabel's father for her hand in marriage and as it was customary to become engaged young in that land and as Mabel had several other sisters, and as Mabel was looking very pleadingly, and as Roger was tightening his death grip on his hand, he said "Yes Roger my lad, you can marry Mabel." And then he went inside and felt that a good days work had been done, for he had helped get rid of the menacing tiny rabbits that multiplied rapidly and he had gotten rid of one of his daughters. THE END AND THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER WITH THE EXCEPTION OF THE RABBITS

I don't think that I can offer any logical explanation for that story other than the fact I wanted to write something short, but in a long form. And to all of the rabbit lovers in the world I wish to offer my humble apologies. And for those of you who would like to know, the rabbits didn't go to waste, instead they made excellent rabbit stew... and pies... and other forms of edible delicacies...

Jan 20 Short Horse Doom Movie

That being the the title of the movie I thought it may as well be the title of the post. I was playing with my camera and I made this very short little movie. I also learned the importance of the save button for just when I had everything perfectly arranged and the movie almost completed Imovie quit on me. So this isn't quite as good as the first one I made and lost. Especially in the voices. I am tired and not feeling well and my voice sounds rather funny. Still I hope you can enjoy the little movie.

Watch this Movie Now

I have just had a very delightful conversation with John

This evening as I lay in bed using my computer I suddenly decided to go downstairs as I felt in the mood for a little smakeral of something. On going downstairs I was surprised to see a figure by the toaster oven and at first thinking it was Andrew and then finding out it was John(I didn't have my glasses on) I was quite pleased. Not that I don't like Andrew but he isn't engaged. John is very nice and communicative and I found that the engagement happened at precisely 10:51 P.M. on Tuesday and that he had had the ring with him in his back pocket the entire evening, and that Erin was quite surprised to get it. He hasn't kissed her yet as they are waiting for the minister to say, "You may now kiss the bride", which I think is great because then I'll get to see their first kiss! And you can be sure I'll write about it:)

John said that Erin liked the box I had hand cross stitched for her. I designed the design myself and it has John and Erin on it and the initials J E and little red hearts... It's a very tiny box. John brought it with him this evening as he was going to see Erin.

It's nice that neither John nor Erin are very "secretive" or "shy". They don't mind my asking plenty of questions and what is more, they don't seem to mind my posting their answers on here! Though I'm not mentioning everything John said this evening on here. For one thing, it would take a bit too long. And for another thing, I can't remember it all word for word. He did read the previous post I made and found a grammatical error, which I have fixed. Apparently I said, "is going to be engaged" instead of, "is engaged" and to make everything perfectly clear I shall now say...

JOHN IS ENGAGED TO ERIN!!!(wedding march plays)

Hopefully that makes everything perfectly clear and plain and simple:) I am very much looking forward to Saturday when I'll probably see Erin next. For one thing, I'd like to know her opinion of these posts and I may have thought up a few questions by then that I forgot to ask John to add to the list of the ones I already asked him but, at his suggestion, I'm going ask her to get her side of the story. So there probably will be a very interesting post posted on here Saturday, although there is a slight chance of it merely being Ecstasies of Rapture over bridesmaid's dresses, as I am probably going to meet Erin at David's Bridal to look at bridesmaid's dresses. I hope it won't be about the Agonies of Doom and Despair over the lack of dresses in my size that I like and could wear... I think that rhymed, Despair and Wear. I also think I ought to go to sleep now. So end of post.

I have just received the replacement part for my charger

Apple support is very nice indeed! Something breaks so you call them and tell them about it and they fix it or send you a new part! Very nice indeed. And this is not a paid advertisment for Apple, despite the fact that it is posted from an PowerBook.

I am going to be a bridesmaid!!!

All though I haven't gotten a complete and utter go ahead from John to write this post I think I will anyway since just about everybody knows. John is engaged to Erin. I first knew that this was in the wind on Monday when I made a mistake. Dad said that we were going to a jewelry store and knowing Dad I thought that he was going to buy something for Mommy. But quickly indeed did I learn of my error, we were going because John was going to look at engagement rings!!! I was rather surprised as you can imagine. But I wasn't quite as surprised as Erin was a little bit later... Mom and I were taking her porsche and John and Dad were in his porsche and as we drove up at Jared's(the jewelry store) John noticed Erin's car in the parking lot. So he walked in and surprised her in the extreme. Erin's mother was with her, which was fortunate, because Erin wanted to be surprised with the ring John picked out. So while Erin's mother, John, and my parents looked at rings I talked to Erin.

Unaccountably the subject moved to bridesmaids as almost all the way to the jewelry store I had been wondering if I would be able to be one. So after asking Erin she said Yes and that she had planned to have me be one. As I told her then my esteem of her went up several notches, and it went up a bit more when she mentioned about what the bridesmaids were to wear... Apple Red Bridesmaid Dresses from David's Bridal AND you could pick out your dress, to some extent. This is good because I have to dress very modestly and if a low necked dress was chosen I would probably have to break dress code and wear something over or under it. So on Saturday, unless plans change, I think I'm going to go look at dresses with Mom and Erin. Erin is indeed very very nice. And I'm not just saying it because I know she is going to read this post:)

On Tuesday the actual engagement took place, when John gave Erin her ring. I think it happened between the hours of ten and eleven thirty P.M. and that John wasn't planning on giving it to her quite yet, but changed his mind. I haven't yet had time to unlock the details of that evening, and I may never know. But the fact of the matter is that John is now engaged and I am going to get to be a Bridesmaid!!!

This has been a Really exciting day

I got to sleep in until I woke up. I got to go to Walmart where I bought a really nice lego set that was way on sale. AND something else happened. When I got home after a lot of shopping I started using my computer. Now Mac's have chargers which... Are interesting. At anyrate mine started "Sparking", "fizzing" and "emitting strange odors" and the the light that shows it is charging my computer went off... As you can imagine I was rather upset as this would mean that once my laptop's battery was dead I couldn't use it any more for several days or weeks... You can imagine the tragedy that would be! So I quickly backed up my story files and then, at Mom's suggestions, informed my Dad of my tale of woe. He called Apple support after I found the number and then after quite a few "Please Waits" we had a person. During the "Please waits" I got my laptop and we managed to locate the cleverly hidden serial number. During this time my Dad tested the charger and located the problem (it is very nice having technical people in the familly!) so when we did get to talk to somebody he could do it intelligibly, instead of with the Giberish I was using to describe the problem.

I won't go into all of the details of the conversation that followed but I found out something, when you get a new mac laptop don't just get your computer out and ignore everything else in the box. Although I hadn't known it I had an extension cord thing! And since the problem with my charger was the part that plugged into the outlet and as that part came out and the extension cord thing plugs into it, my computer has power and is happy! And so am I!

It is moderately annoying when there is a subject that you want to talk about but can't yet...

I think I can say that very interesting things have been going on around here lately. Also I will probably be able to soon make a very important announcement, maybe this evening. But until then, I had better change the subject before I start mentioning diamond rings, jewelry stores, bridesmaids, and engagements. Okay, now that I have let out a little of the suppressed information I don't think I'll explode within the next few hours.

My room is getting cleaned up. My Mother has my highest admiration for tackling the task, even with a most unwilling daughter who doesn't like her stuff being disturbed. However a lot of dust is getting disturbed along with all of my things and that is causing me to not feel well and cough a slight bit. Personally I would prefer to blame going to the YMCA.

I think I forgot to write a post yesterday, and it wasn't from lack of things to write about. I suppose I could mention that a male friend of Daniel's came over and they got to watch movies while we had to go exercise. But I did get to watch the first movie they watched and I'd already seen the second quite a few times recently. Sometimes there are disadvantages to a movie which Mom can watch over and over again.

Speaking of Daniel he went Snow-boarding recently and from what I have heard, he fell down a lot. But I think he had fun anyway. Daniel has been very busy working on web-design lately.

Andrew... Well, he's been using his computer a lot recently too. He's been making a lot of computer game cars and his own real life drivable porsche broke down.

In case you can't tell, I am attempting to write a nice newsy post without mentioning John and his doings... I hope I've been succeeding. Something tells me that the next post I write will mention John quite frequently. And I had better stop writing this post RIGHT NOW before I mention the really important big news, though really I shouldn't even mention that there is really big important news... You didn't here it from me, oh no, you didn't hear anything about big news and John from me... Not yet at any-rate :)

This Post has been long Forseen and Considered...

This morning Mom mentioned on our way to church that... Well, to begin with she mentioned Laura Ingles Wilder who had a sister who was blind. She was so used to describing things to her sister that when it came time to write she was quite good at descriptions. So Mom told me that each week I ought to take something and describe it fully. So... I think I shall begin something descriptive.

After church this morning, which was excellent, we walked out of our church. The parking lot of our church is fairly large and as we came "early" this morning we had parked at the very end of it, which is a fairly long walk away. On getting to the car we found that Andrew, who typically is at the car ahead of us since he goes to the collage and career Sunday school class, wasn't there. So with the use of our trusty cell phones Dad called Andrew while Mom called John. I don't think that Daniel was called at that time since I didn't use my cell phone but merely sat in a somewhat sleepy state. I don't remember whether or not Andrew was reached but John was and informed Mom that "they were already on their way" to Salsa's, which is a Mexican Restaurant we eat at frequently on Sunday Afternoons. As I knew Andrew was not the "they" mentioned I correctly assumed that Erin was having lunch with us.

Andrew arrived at the car a short while later and stated that he had remained talking since normally he had to wait some time for us to come out to the car. After an interesting conversation on the indecisive braking habits of the average American driver we arrived at Salsa's and saw that John's Porsche was there.

On entering the restaurant we saw that John and Erin were indeed there, and that they had ordered cheese dip or Queso. On sitting down and partaking a good deal of said Cheese Dip (note, I have been sitting here and staring for about a minute or so trying to think of a way to end this sentence. As I can't I am moving on...). Erin I think grows on people. I felt a bit stiff around her when I first met her, and I wasn't quite sure what to think about her, but I'm beginning to like her. She is quite pretty.

As I do not wish to bore anybody with too long a description of the afternoon, and as I wish to take a nap, I will get to the more interesting happening of the afternoon. I noticed John nudge Erin's left arm ever so slightly and then I noticed that when they both took a sip of water a little bit later Erin used her right hand to hold her straw, and John used his left hand... This meant that... Well, I didn't look under the table to see but apparently I have a hard time controlling my facial expressions and John, who was sitting directly across from me suddenly grinned broadly and held up his hand and Erin's to show that yes, they were holding hands.

Erin has been in two, I think, car accidents and as many of her relations have also been in car accidents she is quite cautious, and is urging John to be a bit more cautious. Which is probably good for John who though I wouldn't call him a reckless driver, I wouldn't call him a "cautious" driver. Erin also appears to be a good Christian, which is very good too. So overall I think she is probably (um, I almost am saying "good enough" but that doesn't quite seem to be complementary enough to Erin...) a good influence for him. I suppose by putting things in parenthesis I am ruining my point but...

So I think tomorrow I'll try to write a very descriptive post about the YMCA perhaps. As I'm going to be there for an hour or so in the evening perhaps I should write a post on the ratio of ceiling fans to power outlets... And perhaps I should count how many exercise machines there are too! That sounds like a good thing to do instead of exercising... I'll probably try to bring a notebook or something to write down all of the miscellaneous information I can come up with.

And in case you were wondering, John mentioned at Lunch today that holding hands while driving a car with a stick shift is NOT recommended.

MEDIOCRELY IMPORTANT NEWS FLASH!!!

I just got a CAR KEY!!! I was about to name this post, "Big important news flash" but I think that that would be more appropriate if I got a car or a Walmart Gift card or got asked out to dinner, or I got published. And please note that some of those items are not as important as others.

But at anyrate I now have a key to the van. Which will be very nice as that means that if I want to let myself into the van I can! Or if I want to walk a little faster than Mom or Dad I can let myself in and have the van unlocked by the time they arrive. Oh, and speaking of Walmart I went there today and though I know that my Birthday is not until September I shall here state that Walmart Gift Cards make great presents...

I bought another Star Wars action figure. I felt as though I didn't have enough villains so I bought Admiral Ozzle... He ought to do well as a villain and since I do not have a Darth Vader action figure he won't have to worry about his neck... And in case you don't know what I am talking about watch "The Empire Strikes Back" and pay careful attention when Admiral Viet gets his promotion...

It is remarkable for how short a time I work on a story

I suppose one of the main reasons I usually don't mention when I am working on a story is because I typically don't keep on working on a story for very long, and then it sort of just idly sits on my computer and in my head until I work on it again for a little while. Now my not sticking with things is not only clear in my story writing, but in quite a lot of other things as well which makes me think that not finishing things, unless I can complete them in a very short period of time, is a flaw of my character. Which is rather bothersome and yet, kind of nice. I have great variety in my life, sometimes I sew, sometimes I knit, sometimes I just sleep, sometimes I write, sometimes I watch DVD's, Sometimes I spend a whole lot of time on my computer, and sometimes, on rare occasions, I do school. But if I want to be a good enough writer to get something I published I ought to stick with my stories longer. Or at least learn how to type super fast and get it all done before I'm tired of it and want to move on:)

I have just been typing a story about a Prince named Aralthan whose father is named Aralthan. It's quite interesting. I felt like typing a short romantic story plot about a prince who rescues a beautiful princess and then as I was working on background the story of the prince's father came up and when I had decided on writing a part one and a part two of the story it suddenly struck me that I ought to have a Part Three to even things out and that opened up a new story... Ideas were actually flowing quite rapidly and I probably have at least four pages of good story ideas and development. True I may not continue writing on this story but it does have potential. There is a LOT of action in it, with dragons, swordfights, kidnappings, engagements, etc. which probably means that this story is beyond my current capabilities as a writer but who knows, I may be better writing the action/excitement parts than I think.

You know, I think that a good dinner really helps my writing capabilities... And also I think that watching about ten hours worth of DVD's in the past three days helps too...

It really is remarkable but several stories I've written are based on music. A particular piece of music would somehow inspire the writing and then I would just play the song, or songs, over and over while I wrote. This typically results in my getting sick and tired of both song and story but... I can think of three examples right off where I started work on a story because of music on a DVD. Some movies allow you to listen only to the music while the movie is playing and some DVD's have music videos...

I suppose that since I still feel like typing I really ought to go back to work on my current story, or maybe go to sleep. I think that going to sleep is a good idea for me, if not for the story, and at any rate, this post is now over.

I had an especially delicious dinner tonight!

I got to eat one of my favorite meals today. Tortolini Alifini and despite the fact that I really like to eat it, I can't spell it. The way my Dad makes it is the BEST. I enjoy eating it greatly.

So I am now about to go to bed, or I am in bed but I shortly will be going to sleep, however if I can manage it I hope to write a bit more before doing so.

A movie staring my new action figures

I don't feel like writing a long introduction so I will let the movie speak for itself...

Part One
Part Two
Part Three

Oh, and I did a voice over for the last bit of me speaking, which is why what I'm saying doesn't match with what I'm saying. I was talking far too softly for me to be heard which is why I rerecorded. In the future I will try to speak louder and position the camera nearer. I hope you enjoyed the movie!

I have just been attacked by vicious lady bugs...

And I have also completed principal photography on my latest movie. While filming I suddenly felt like singing a song from the Mikado so I filmed it and you can watch it HERE. I did sing another verse but I cut it since it made the movie too long to be up here in one piece.

And if there were any doubts as to the winner of the soup slurping contest he dispelled them at once...

I am currently working on a "new" story though actually it is a story that I started working on several years back, I forget how many. I had a moderately decent plot and a main character named Dalthnodair. However a hard drive crash ended further work on the story. However some time ago I remember the story and wrote down what I remembered of it, which wasn't too much. So Yesterday, or was it the day before? I really wanted to work on a long story so I thought I would work on this one, since it was fairly well done planning wise with good characters etc. I've changed several things about the story and I've actually started writing the rough draft! Currently I am on page two, not chapter two, of it and things are looking quite interesting!

The main reason I am writing right now is because I was reminded again that at some point I want to get something published. I doubt that Dalthnodair's Story will get published anywhere other than here but I need the practice writing something really good, and actually finishing it. So hopefully I will continue to write away at Dalthnodair's Story. The most recent words I've written on the rough draft are "The other adventurer" and I'll probably find out what I'm going to say next in a minute or two. The first adventurer was the one who won the soup slurping contest, though really there wasn't a soup slurping contest, it just seemed like there was one from the noise being made.

You know, I think that real quick I'll look up the other posts written about this story and put them in here so you can see some earlier ideas about this story.

Hmm, apparently it wasn't quite so long ago that I started writing on this story. Only a little over a year. Read the first post here. Oh, and Gamadraf has given place to Gandaleous and Sarumraf has completely vanished from the tale.

Obviously my conception of time is way off as here is the second post I wrote about the story. The main characters haven't changed since this post, but they have developed personalities and humor. Ranger is going to be very different from Aragorn. And I still don't have a sword fight in the plot... And I don't think I'm going to change that.

The next post shows further progress on the story. And one of the main switches of the book is that none of the main characters are blacksmith's now.

Apparently I stopped progressing on the story shortly after this post. But now I'm working on it again, and with a new rough draft since I changed some events which made the old rough draft, which never got very far, obsolete. And now, unless I can delay starting for a bit longer, I shall probably return to writing.

I have just returned from the YMCA

Personally I would have preferred just returning from the place in the last post but... I do enjoy, or at least I enjoy as I have no other option but to enjoy it or be miserable for an hour or so a day, reading while using the exercise machines. I brought Elaine's Pearls with me to read. It is one story you probably won't find on book store shelves, yet. I wrote it and personally, I really like it. Though of course it does have room for plenty of improvement but I think it has great possibilities, and definitely great humor! Currently I'm trying to write a moderately long story, one with chapters. I selected a story from my folder of stories and as it has plenty of work already done on the plot and characters all I have to do pretty much is finalize details and then write the story. I have an excellent ending but the beginning needs plenty of work as does the beginning. But at least I have a good ending! I also have six main characters who are pretty well thought out. Probably after I finish this post and delay for a bit more I'll start working on the story again. I hope to be writing more in the following days. And of course, an action figure movie should be up here soon. I did make one but... It is sooooo low quality and is mainly just me playing around with action figures so I don't think I'll put it on here. I had a fun time making it though, and I have a feeling that with a script etc. I'll be able to do quite a bit with my plastic actors and actresses.

I have just returned from Walmart where I found some Star Wars Action Figures on Sale for $3.00 Each

So I have just bough an action figure of Princess Leia in the Cloud City outfit. They didn't have Han Solo, Luke Skywalker, Darth Vader or anybody else like that on sale so I simply bought Lando Calrissian, General Madine, and an Imperial Dignitary so I could make a stop action movie with them, and also give Princess Leia some company... Since I already have a Padme action figure from way back in the past I will probably use her in the movie too. Which means that you can expect at some point a stop action movie staring these figures. The Imperial Dignitary will probably be the villain though I don't know... Lando Calrissian could probably play the part... General Madine will probably be the hero. I have a few faint inklings of the plot and I'm quite certain of the fact that I probably won't use the actual names of the characters as no one among them is named Lord High Doofus. I also bought a lovely cameo pin which was on sale for $2.50 so I had a good trip:)

It is Sunday January 9th 2005

And if you can't think of a good title for a post, the date normally works. Today has already been a full day. I ran camera this morning at church and managed not to fall asleep... Which was something I was rather afraid of. I didn't make any huge blunders and did a fairly good job which considering how tired I was and how much I was yawning was a very good thing. I am going to end this post now as it is time for the Traditional Sunday Afternoon Nap Of DOOM. Actually skip the Of DOOM part, I just felt like writing it... And as I especially feel like taking it. The end of this post of DOOM!!!

It is January Eigth right now and here is a new random story

there was a prince who unfortunately was and sadly lived in a land that was . This his royal parents so much that they decided . So they who told them to or . The King and Queen decided to do the of these options. .

The Randomized Dick and Jane

I don't know whether or not you have ever read Dick and Jane stories but I have and this evening while I was waiting for something I made a Randomized Dick and Jane story which is extremely short but leaves plenty for the imigination.

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I did not buy a wedding dress yesterday

I went to the Thrift Store yesterday and they had a BEAUTIFUL white satin wedding dress that was just gorgeous... However it was fifty dollars so I didn't buy it. Instead I spent five dollars and a very victorian looking plum colored evening gown. It appeared to be brand new and still had the tag on, though with the price part cut out. I also got a few other items of great interest and managed to keep my total down below a twenty dollar bill. Which considering what I got was quite impressive. In total I got a Jessica McClintock evening gown, a lovely pale lavender two piece outfit with beading that was made in India fits me perfectly and will be perfect to wear to church, a pair of capris with embroidery on them, a black leather belt, a dark purple long sleeved dress, a light jacket with beading, and a black shirt with white embroidery. So I had a good trip!

It was kind of interesting because when we set out, I was sure we were going to thrift store. But then it appeared as though we weren't, and then we were, and then we weren't and then were... You see were going to a business place with Dad which was in the vicinity of the Thrift store and then I found out he had other errands and then Mom didn't want to get stuck in the traffic... It was a very interesting experience and I was REALLY glad when we finally made it to the thrift store.

And you know, Mom was planning on going to the thrift store next week and we still might go and then, since they mark things down in price each Tuesday, there is a chance that the wedding dress will be Twenty-five dollars instead of Fifty dollars and then I will probably get it, if it fits me... Of course it might not still be there though but... At anyrate I think this is a sufficient post for the moment as I have just remembered that I haven't eat breakfast yet and as it is now twelve thirty I had better go downstairs and eat it before it is lunch time!

The Ballet of the Flowers

Here is the Ballet. Now in Ballet I don't think your face is supposed to show emotion and you aren't supposed to talk. Therefore I tried not to show emotion and so that you know what is going on I am doing a running commentary telling you who everybody is and what they are saying and doing etc. Enjoy. Oh, and the music is by Tchaikovsky, and yes I did have to look up how to spell it. I had a fun time doing this ballet and I hope that you will enjoy it.

Act 1
Act 2
Act 3

I don't know why but this is running through my head

I think there was some sort of saying about the color of your wedding dress having something to do with your future life. I think one of the lines was

Married in black, you'll wish yourself back

And here are the other ones I thought of but I don't think have any relevance to actual events. Brides, don't read the following...

Married in red, you'll wish yourself dead
Married in white, you'll die of fright
Married in blue, the bridesmaids won't envy you

I did have a few more but... I think that is QUITE and MORE THAN enough. And oh dear, I have red, white and blue!!! I hope this won't discourage anybody from having a patriotic wedding... I am almost on the point of not posting this but since I am immediately going to write another post, I think I will. It may amuse some pessimists.

I now have some video of me attempting to do Ballet

I believe I could write a hundred and one reasons why I would NOT choose to be a ballerina. I think the first reason would be the immodest apparel of ballet dancers, and the other hundred would be about the aerobics of ballet.

Now let me share a bit of information with you that I learned this evening.

1. Ballet dancing in high heels = bad idea
2. Spinning very fast around in circles on an empty stomach can give you a headache and make you feel very sick.
3. Spinning very fast around in circles on a full stomach results in... As I did not experience this but only thought about it I shall say no more.
4. You don't want to wear something which restricts arm movement.
5. I think I'm going to stop here being still not well from finding out about number 2...

So now to see what sort of footage I got.

I am about to do something I have never done before...

And that is, Film a Ballet! It shall be the "Ballet of the Flowers". As I know almost zero about ballet dancing I am hoping that... Well, that it won't look to bad. As you don't talk during a ballet I think I shall have a voice over, or captions, so you can understand what is going on. As I have a good deal of Tchaikovsky music at least that will be good... Really, it is remarkable how big a ripple a small stone can cause. So now to work on the script! And then as soon as Mom and Dad leave I shall begin the filming of this great, I suppose it will probably be a monstrosity of ballet but... The script is currently interesting:) Though of course that could change in a moment...

Sewing I have been

I just made a ballerina outfit. There is a bright yellow underdress, like a dandelion, and then I made a leaf/petal over skirt of green fabric which looks quite impressive in my opinion. The total cost of materials for the dress was under $3.50, which was quite nice too. I may put a picture on here if I take one. And then again maybe not. But the outfit is quite FlowerFairyish I think.

I got a new DVD

I happen to be really tired since I bought "Barbie of Swan Lake" on Dvd last night, and I'm still sleepy from staying up very late watching it once all of the way through and again using the skip and fast-forward buttons and then attempting to dance like a ballerina in my room where the amount of clear floor space is small. I did manage to make myself dizzy with attempted twirling and found some material and thought about making a ballerina outfit out of it. However since it was past midnight I felt that waking everybody up with the noise created by my sewing machine would not be a good idea. But today... Well who knows what might happen. At anyrate I have THREE different outfits that are already thought out in detail with all of the materials with them sitting in the vicinity of my sewing machine. Maybe I'll just make all of them... The music of Swan Lake is so very lovely.... I'm listening to it now. However I definitely do NOT think I'm going to be signing up for any ballet classes, at least not until I am a master of fencing.

The About Me Post

It is high time for a new "about me post". The previous one says that I am fifteen whereas in reality I am Sixteen and have been since September 26th 2004. And in case you are wondering my name Elizabeth Joy Von Fange and, as I mentioned in the previous sentence, I am sixteen years old. I have three brothers, who are named Daniel, John, and Andrew, and I live with my parents in the house that I was born in and have always lived in. I am a homeschooled Christian girl.

I enjoy writing, which may be evident by the amount of posts on here, and quite a few other things such as but not limited to filming, sewing, eating, knitting, watching DVD's, sleeping, and shopping. This website is somewhat of a "diary" but not quite as there are no cows and it is open for public reading and I think that most sixteen year girls who keep diaries do not let just any body read them.

In addition to writing about what I've been doing lately I also post(and just so you know the terminology, these writings are called "Posts" and I "Post" them to my website.) quite a few other things. Recently I learned how to put pictures and movies up on my website so you will find several short films, cross stitch charts I designed myself, and pictures on here. And unless otherwise specified everything was done by Me Elizabeth as this whole website is pretty much About Me.

So I hope that you enjoy reading my website, I try to post something new every day on here. I attempt to write humorously so if you are looking for a dull dreary and gloomy website, this isn't it...

Oh, and just to give you a start on what you can find here, as you probably won't know what to go combing through the archives to find, I shall here put a list of some of my posts of great interest. Some of these post are very old, after all I've had this website for nearly two years, and some are fairly recent. Mixed in this list are informative posts, short stories of great humor, and anything else I feel like putting on here as I am having a great time going through the archives right now and finding things.

Learn How to Speak Pig Latin Ever wanted to learn pig latin? Here is your chance!
Thought provoking sayings are on this page, and just so you know I am putting these links in no particular order.
Wilfergliffent, the story I write a LOT of short fairy tales. Here is one.
Three Elizabeth's Movie is an slight bit of an epic and my most complicated film up to date. Of course that could change at any time but currently this is one of the more impressive movies I've done.
An exciting bit of Random Text As though everything I write isn't random enough I happen to be able to "code" stories so that when you hit the refresh button they will change.
Here is another one
And one more
And yet another Don't forget to hit the refresh button and see the story change.
Here is an example of an informative post Every once in a while, whenever the fit takes me, I write an informative post. This is one of them.
A story of what Might have happened. This story has a moral to it. Many of the short stories I write have a moral to them.
A tale of a clock and a tour guide. This story also has a moral to it, as well as great humor.
Lord of the Rings Plot Synopsis I am a Lord of the Rings fan and the past I was an even greater Lord of the Rings fan and could have told you just about anything about Middle earth from the blessed lands of the Valinor to the east of east where the wild were worms dwell. However this particular plot synopsis is no test of my lore as I intentionally changed the story... If a certain movie comes to mind while reading it know that I worked very hard for it to do so.
Another How To Post this one is about Eyes and is about a method that actually works!!!
Poetry is not my strongpoint and this is certainly an example of the fact.
G. A. Henty books are quite interesting and for this story I thoroughly took the essence of them and put it into the story.
Here is an example of a plot turned story and personally I think the story in that post is one of great excellence in story telling.
A very rambly fairy tale is this but humorous.
Sometimes this is how I figure things out...
This is the reason I don't have my learners permit yet
I rather enjoy Star Wars and Andrew made the background for the picture.
Seldom do I do something like this, and it's probably a good thing!
I suppose I ought to include this post
Here is a post on the online pet games I play, with referral links...
And of course this list wouldn't be complete without a cross stitch chart...
And here is a last bit of humor to leave you with

I think those are all of the links to previous posts I will write at this time. Now if you see this post in the archives or somewhere other than in the about me section that is because this is merely and just a post, though my brother Daniel, who our resident computer expert, will be putting this post into the about me section. And remember, there are many more things to discover about my website. I update frequently so if you enjoy my style of writing come back! Thank you for visiting my website.

The Duchess of Crantiberry

Once upon a time there was a handsome young knight named Harold. He was madly in love with the lovely young Duchess of Crantiberry but alas, she was not in love with him, yet.

One day there was a great commotion and Sir Harold, who had a strange attraction to great commotions quickly rode over to find out what this one was about. He was shocked to discover that the beautiful Duchess of Crantiberry had been kidnapped, and what was more, she had been kidnapped by his own butler!

Quite forgetting to put an add out for a new butler Sir Harold told his faithful squire to accompany them as they set out to find and rescue the attractive Duchess of Crantiberry.

After riding for some way they met up with some dragons who asked them to come into their cave for dinner. Sir Harold objected forcibly and once his faithful squire figured out that the dragons invitation meant that they were the ones supplying the dinner, he objected forcibly too so that in a short period of time they managed to proceed on their journey leaving the deceased dragons behind.

After much journeying they finally found the recreant butler. He was briskly trying to conquer the world as his one undeviating goal was to rule the world, and the ransom he was hoping to get from the capture of the dazzlingly beautiful Duchess of Crantiberry would aid him in this.

Sadly, due to expensive taste in clothing and jewelry, the Duchess's finances were in a pitiful state and the ransom demands were such that it looked as though the Duchess would never be able to meet them.

Sir Harold, who was unaware of most of this, only knew that he had found his love, and his opponent when he finally saw both of them away in the distance. Unfortunately the fair Duchess of Crantiberry was in the highest tower of a diminutive castle and the recreant butler was standing outside the door laughing evilly because the castle was on top of a hill of glass.

After twenty-three unsuccessful attempts to get further up the hill than seven feet Sir Harold decided that strategy must be used and seizing his sword he dismounted and told his faithful squire to lead the two horses back a short distance, then he hacked as hard as he could with his sword at the hill of glass.

This was an unexpected action and as the hill was far from magical and far from unbreakable there was a great shattering noise as the hill broke into approximately a thousand pieces which, since nobody bothered to count the pieces, no one knows exactly how many there were. The butler was buried in the ruins but the charming Duchess of Crantiberry calmly slid through the ruble right into Sir Harold's arms and after a very short period of time they found themselves engaged.

So they got married and everybody, except the butler, lived happily ever after.

MORAL: Persons who live on Hills of Glass should consider moving of their own free will before it is forced upon them.

Meeting of Two Nemesis

Unlike the dwarvish song I did yesterday this movie is funny and far more Elizabethy. Enjoy!

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The fun part of Language

Is the projects because acorrding to Mommy I don't have to do them. Therefore I do not take them seriously and though I may dabble a bit in doing them, I usually write something humorous. Here is an example of a project I just did.

Writing Subordinate Clauses

Complete each group of words by replacing the brackets [ ] with the type of clause given in parentheses.

1. Your promise is as ridiculous as a speckled starling

2. The man, whose gray hat had caused such a fashion crisis, was taken to be fingerprinted.

3. The game, which was Pooh Sticks, was exciting. (adjective clause)

4. What gown Cinderella did not wear to the ball is no one else's concern. (noun clause)

5. Scott practiced his piano lesson since he knew his allowance would be cut off if he didn’t. (adverb clause)

6. It is my duty to report to the police that they consumed twenty-three of my doughnuts while investigating around my house. (noun clause)

7. The printer, which resembles the one in Gutenberg’s day, needs more toner. (adjective clause)

8. Working is that which can be both pleasant and unpleasant, rewarding and tiring, and bothersome too! (noun clause)

9. The car, which could run on a good deal faster than my sentances, stopped at the crosswalk. (adjective clause)

10. The minister performed the wedding ceremony as the setting sun sank sulkily and silently through the shreds of summer clouds. (adverb clause)

So I do have some fun with my school:)

This is why I seldom write poetry...

It was an inverted crocidile
that ate my pink string bean.
But then it spit it out again
And that was not so mean

For though tis covered in slime and grime
That pink string bean is still mine
And now I'm glad that crocidile
Did not injest me!

The Princess and the Glass Hairbrush

I just wrote a short fairy tale and here it is.

The Princess and the Glass Hairbrush

Once upon a time there was beautiful young princess whose most prized possession was a beautiful wig of golden blonde hair. The princess's natural hair was the shade of a really delicious chocolate candy bar but as she did not like chocolate, she was a most unusual princess indeed, she preferred to wear the golden blonde wig.

It chanced one day that as the princess was examining her wig she noticed a few tangles and in attempting to untangle the tangles, the wig simply became more tangled and then it started becoming completely disarranged. The princess, who was on the point of being deranged, finally called for aid and the best of the wig makers and hair dresses quickly tried to return the wig to it's former glory, but to no avail. The tangles simply became worse. The princess was heart broken for no other wig in the land was as beautiful and as golden blonde as that wig had been and since she refused to wear an inferior wig, she simply did not wear any wig at all.

Now, the king, who was rather worried about his daughter, for she was in quite a distraught frame of mind, decided to make a decree. So a decree he made then he told his daughter about it and instead of going into raptures of delight when he told her that he had just made a decree stating that brunette hair was the fairest in the land she burst into tears of despair stating that when she had her wig back she wouldn't have the fairest hair any more and how could he do such a thing to her?

The king departed hastily feeling that the logic that went on in the female mind was entirely beyond his comprehension, and I think he was right. But finally a solution to the problem was reached for into town one day came a clever unmarried young man. On noticing the princess at a distance he did not immediately fall head over heals in love with her, no it took him about thirty-two seconds to accomplish that feat. Hearing about the state of the princess's wig he decided that the best way to win her favor, was to fix her wig, or make her happy about her present hair.

Now in a previous adventure of the young man's he had been in the land of Glass where Cinderella's slippers had been manufactured and while there he had been given a hairbrush of a strange design as a reward for being in the land for a full hour without breaking anything. Despite the fact that it was not exactly magical, it looked very attractive and being a clever young man he decided to come up with a brilliant plan to win the princess.

By the time he had walked over to where the princess was and stammered hello and she looked at him with sorrowful eyes he had come up with four mediocre plans and about ten plans which were doomed failures and two or three which boardered on insanity, but he hadn't thought of a really brilliant plan.

As he knew he had to say something he held up the hairbrush. It's many facets caught the light as he held it up and the princess instantly noticed it. Seeing that she expected him to say something he decided to speak and hope that he said the right thing.

"This Hairbrush," he began and then paused, though dramitcally, waiting for inspiration.

"Yes?" said the princess eagerly.

"This Hairbrush," he repeated and then paused again.

"That Hairbrush?" the princess said, thinking that she said the wrong thing before.

"Yes, This Hairbrush." And he paused again, still unsure of his next words.

The princess said nothing as she sat and hoped that he could say more than "This Hairbrush"

Finally inspiration struck him as he gazed upon the beautiful brunette hair of the princess and thought of the delights of eating slice after slice of rich chocolate cake, "This Hairbrush has the power to make any hair it brushes dazzlingly beautiful!" he said with a dramitc finish, then just before the princess could say anything he continued, "It is my pleasure to present it to your royal highness, and" here he paused again while she took the hair brush and immediately began using it after the manner of hairbrushes while waiting for him to continue. After some time of his not she said,

"And?"

"And, I hope you will honor me with your hand in marriage." He finished.

Now before the princess could answer the king, who had observed the entire conversation and now saw an opportunity to have his share in it, stepped forward.

"Indeed that sounds like a suitable reward for some one with such a useful article as a magical glass hairbrush" the king said, for by the expression on the princess's face it was evident that she no longer regarded her hair with disdain, though perhaps the king was mistaken and it was the clever young man that she did not regard with disdain. But whichever way it was the princess and the clever young man got married and lived happily ever after, even though the wig never did get untangled during their life times. Perhaps someday I may write a sequal about "The Untangling of the Wig". But for now, THE END

This Post comes to you through the courtesy of Benjamin Franklin

I have put several of the great sayings of Benjamin Franklin in a random bit of text so that one will show up randomly. You may wish to carefully look over and contemplate the wisdom of the following saying.

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A poem/song from "The Hobbit" by J.R.R.Tolkien

I have just filmed the movie I was talking about in the previous post. I did some minor edits to the poem by J.R.R.Tolkien but pretty much I just repeated what I had memorized of it. And I did memorize it!!!

Another point of interest is that I didn't make anything new for this movie. With the exception of the goblet I hold in one of the stanzas everything I used was already in my room, including the background. You get to see a few of my swords. The sword and shield I hold in stanza eight were made for my by Sarah Massat, and they look quite impressive I think. And of course, I made all of the dresses:)

Part One
Part Two

In case you wish the poem explained to you, I will. The first part of the poem is telling about the dwarves who lived in the mountain and the mighty and beautiful things they made. The second part tells about the dragon who came and destroyed the dwarves and the surrounding lands. In the book of "The Hobbit" the song/poem was sung by the thirteen dwarves, who were descendants of those dwarves who had once lived in the mountain. And in the book, though you don't get to read any poetry about it, they do end up defeating the dragon and taking back all of the treasures. In fact the harps of gold were still in tune...

I have just decided on which movie I am going to do next

Or at least, which movie I currently plan to do next... Which could be quite different from the actual movie I do next. I am currently thinking of doing a music video, or at least I will be singing a poem of ten stanzas and I think I will wear a different outfit for each stanza just to make things interesting. Now although most people probably do not have ten or more medieval/fantasy/lordoftheringsish costumes in their closet for such a project, I do. And if I end up having less than I want, well then I'll just sew some more:) And for each stanza I can probably hold a different sword or prop or something. So it should be a quite interesting movie, hopefully. But now I must lay off preparations for it and get to work on my school work as it needs to be done.

This post has had a great deal of forethought

I've been thinking about this post at least half of the morning, which since I got up at nine and it is now ten means about thirty minutes or so. Last Saturday night my Mother received a very interesting phone call which she thought was a joke. Now as the phone was on speaker when this call was made Andrew heard it and then told me and I being quite inquisitive asked Mom about it and found that though one of my brothers, whose name starts with J, said when asked where he was, "I'm taking a girl out to dinner" she did not think so.

So of course since John was out of town in Tennessee when I heard about this I had to wait until this morning when John came to breakfast to casually ask, "So where were you Saturday night?". So I found out that he did indeed take a young lady to Carabas(an Italian place) and she ordered Lasagna. John is very nice in the fact that when I asked him if he minded continuing the very interesting subject he said he didn't mind, and he also said he didn't mind if I mentioned it on my website. However not having the permission of the young lady in question I shall not mention her name.

Now this subject is so interesting because it is the first time John, to my knowledge, has done something like this. In fact it's just about the first time any of my brothers have. I suppose I shall not explore this subject any further as I happen to be really tired since I bought "Barbie of Swan Lake" on Dvd last night, and I'm still sleepy from staying up very late watching it once all of the way through and again using the skip and fast-forward buttons and then attempting to dance like a ballerina in my room where the amount of clear floor space is small. I did manage to make myself dizzy with attempted twirling and found some material and thought about making a ballerina outfit out of it. However since it was past midnight I felt that waking everybody up with the noise created by my sewing machine would not be a good idea. But today... Well who knows what might happen. At anyrate I have THREE different outfits that are already thought out in detail with all of the materials with them sitting in the vicinity of my sewing machine. Maybe I'll just make all of them... The music of Swan Lake is so very lovely.... I'm listening to it now. However I definitely do NOT think I'm going to be signing up for any ballet classes, at least not until I am a master of fencing. So now that I have put in a good solid paragraph about me to counterbalance the two about John I shall now close this post.

Rather Low Quality pictures of my new dress

But these pictures will enable you to grasp at the general idea. I'll probably have better pictures later.

As you can see, I forgot to take my glasses off for the photoshoot. Probably with better light and camera angle the dress would look nicer but... If these pictures aren't worth a thousand words they're worth at least fifty...

Wow, I've written a post every day this year!

I suppose now is not the time for this post as it is the first day of the year and I haven't had much opportunity for not writing posts. Perhaps by December 31 if I can write a post like this it will be time for rejoicing and shock.

Instead of doing school this morning I made this design, from scratch too!

And now here is the chart.

I'm having fun doing these designs. Next one should look a lot better as I am steadily making my designs larger.

Happy New Year!!!

It is now officially 2005!!! At least in this part of the world it is. I know in some places it won't be 2005 for a few hours yet. But anyrate, Happy New Year.