OK GUYS GUESS WHAT!!
No, seriously, guess.
Ok, fine, I'll tell you... mom says it's cool if we have a game night @ my place. Feel free to bring ur own games {wii games included} but we have a lot. Also, we might have movies or something. Idk. Most assured we'll have pizza and some other snacks and such.
Place: my house
When: Does this friday work for y'all? If not, how about the 27, 29, or 30th?
Time: Around 7 to probably like 11
Also, Marissa, Chair, and moogie if she can come are welcome to spend the night for convenience. :) Let me know what y'all think! :)
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Buttons, the Knight
Once upon a time and place, there was a seven year old tabby cat named Buttons who lived in a nice house with lots of people who loved him and bored him to tears. It was a very boring life for him, but not one that he didn't enjoy, considering there was always food available, and he LOVED food. He was, indeed, eighteen pounds, and that is quite large for a cat.
One day - it was a Monday - Buttons heard a scuttling noise coming from the kitchen. Only the tall man and himself were presently at home, so he decided to investigate. He began to lumber toward the noise, when he was distracted by none other than the food bowl! That would never do; he must relieve himself of temptation, like the good soldier that he was.
"Buttons! Look - a rat!" exclaimed a voice from behind him. The tall man was there. Dang it... Buttons snarled and the man walked away; nonetheless, he turned around. A mouse scurried out from behind one of the lowest kitchen cabinets. The tiny rodent stopped before Buttons' nose and dropped a small piece of cheese it had stolen.
"EEKKKK!" screamed the mouse. What large, threatening teeth the monster mouse had! It must be at least three sizes larger than normal mice. Buttons tripped over his paws.
"Ahhh!" he yelled.
"EEEPPPP!" shrieked the terrified mouse, staring into what he thought was his doom.
"AHHHHH!" echoed Buttons. The mouse stood erect and placed one tiny paw on his hip.
"You're new at this, aren't you?" it questioned. One eyebrow was raised judiciously on his tiny features. It crawled toward the shaking trash can Buttons had hidden himself behind. A loud, annoying sound made the tabby cautiously peek his head around the garbage can. There was a whole army of mice! And they were...laughing at him!
Buttons' bushy tail suddenly became rigid and stiff. His whiskers and ears pressed flat against his head. His thin mouth curled back into a snarl. "Alright...so I'm not the bravest cat around," he hissed, trying to sound threatening. His efforts to sound dignified and intimidating were useless; everything he said seemed to come out with an undesirable squeak.
The first mouse he had seen gained composure of himself and he stepped forward courageously. "My name is Herald. I think we might be able to help you here, Buttons, if you're willing to make a deal." Buttons' emerald eyes widened.
"You know my name already?" he whispered, astounded. These were no ordinary monster-mice mocking him mercilessly. They were mystical, mysterious monster-mice mocking him mercilessly! He closed his gaping mouth and tucked his furry tail under him, sitting erect.
"Should we tell him his name is on his water bowl?" whispered a random mouse to his friend. His friend shook his head with a small giggle.
"For years, mice have been persecuted by cats everywhere. If we can teach you to be brave and strong, will you stick up for us to other cats?" Herald proposed.
"Yes, Mystic Mouse Man," Buttons said solemnly.
~ Capt. Bonnie
to be continued...when I don't have to go to bed...
One day - it was a Monday - Buttons heard a scuttling noise coming from the kitchen. Only the tall man and himself were presently at home, so he decided to investigate. He began to lumber toward the noise, when he was distracted by none other than the food bowl! That would never do; he must relieve himself of temptation, like the good soldier that he was.
"Buttons! Look - a rat!" exclaimed a voice from behind him. The tall man was there. Dang it... Buttons snarled and the man walked away; nonetheless, he turned around. A mouse scurried out from behind one of the lowest kitchen cabinets. The tiny rodent stopped before Buttons' nose and dropped a small piece of cheese it had stolen.
"EEKKKK!" screamed the mouse. What large, threatening teeth the monster mouse had! It must be at least three sizes larger than normal mice. Buttons tripped over his paws.
"Ahhh!" he yelled.
"EEEPPPP!" shrieked the terrified mouse, staring into what he thought was his doom.
"AHHHHH!" echoed Buttons. The mouse stood erect and placed one tiny paw on his hip.
"You're new at this, aren't you?" it questioned. One eyebrow was raised judiciously on his tiny features. It crawled toward the shaking trash can Buttons had hidden himself behind. A loud, annoying sound made the tabby cautiously peek his head around the garbage can. There was a whole army of mice! And they were...laughing at him!
Buttons' bushy tail suddenly became rigid and stiff. His whiskers and ears pressed flat against his head. His thin mouth curled back into a snarl. "Alright...so I'm not the bravest cat around," he hissed, trying to sound threatening. His efforts to sound dignified and intimidating were useless; everything he said seemed to come out with an undesirable squeak.
The first mouse he had seen gained composure of himself and he stepped forward courageously. "My name is Herald. I think we might be able to help you here, Buttons, if you're willing to make a deal." Buttons' emerald eyes widened.
"You know my name already?" he whispered, astounded. These were no ordinary monster-mice mocking him mercilessly. They were mystical, mysterious monster-mice mocking him mercilessly! He closed his gaping mouth and tucked his furry tail under him, sitting erect.
"Should we tell him his name is on his water bowl?" whispered a random mouse to his friend. His friend shook his head with a small giggle.
"For years, mice have been persecuted by cats everywhere. If we can teach you to be brave and strong, will you stick up for us to other cats?" Herald proposed.
"Yes, Mystic Mouse Man," Buttons said solemnly.
~ Capt. Bonnie
to be continued...when I don't have to go to bed...
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Either Or
A man stands at the end of a red carpet. Waiting.
Pews line either side of the pathway, the aisle empty, the seats filled with friends
and family for this momentous day.
The ceremony begins, as do gentle flows of tears
as she floats down the aisle slowly.
It's time to move on. A new page has been turned, the rest of the book yet unread.
A black limo arrives, beckoning to
The two bodies, now one living.
They arrive at a place with overwhelming silent serenity.
He lays her down to rest, heart filled with emotion
as quiet peace engulfs them both.
Wedding?
Or
Funeral?
Pews line either side of the pathway, the aisle empty, the seats filled with friends
and family for this momentous day.
The ceremony begins, as do gentle flows of tears
as she floats down the aisle slowly.
It's time to move on. A new page has been turned, the rest of the book yet unread.
A black limo arrives, beckoning to
The two bodies, now one living.
They arrive at a place with overwhelming silent serenity.
He lays her down to rest, heart filled with emotion
as quiet peace engulfs them both.
Wedding?
Or
Funeral?
Monday, March 16, 2009
FYI
Just fyi {fo y'all's infos}, there's a free Michael W. Smith concert @ the chickfila on Westheimer and Kirkwood. Starts at 12. It's on Wednesday. This week. ... yeah. I'm going. If anybody out there likes Michael W. Smith...you should come. *nodding slowly* Yup.
That's about it...
CIAO! And DON'T EAT THAT!
~ Capt. Bonnie
That's about it...
CIAO! And DON'T EAT THAT!
~ Capt. Bonnie
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
A BAD LIST
Or, rather, a bad list of things. I mean a list of bad things. I mean...look, here's the list:
1. Never-ever-ever-EVER try to empty out a bowl of soup...in a school sink. BAD IDEA!
2. Never ever use your sister's volleyball while playing next to a relatively busy street...{no worries; it only has a few skid marks}.
3. Don't slam someone's locker shut unless you know for an absolute fact that they don't have the manpower to totally tackle you to the ground.
4. Want to know what's really bad? Your breath. :D! jk...take a mento from the mento jar on your way out.
5. Never type a very important assignment the night before its due date and forget to save.
6. Never laugh at your own jokes...there's no particular scenario for this, because it's just something you should never do. ... Ever
7. NEVER Eat 6 pieces of pizza before going to a 2-hour volleyball practice.... that was painful.
8. NEVER try out a new nickname on the first person who walks in the door; it's very likely they're not the person you were intending the nickname to be... especially if you shout out "Hey, D," and their name is Priscilla...
9. NEVER EVER EVER EVER under ANY circumstances should you EVER take one of your closest friends on your 4th driving lesson. That just SPELLS "hit-the-curb-and-try-not-take-out-a-mailbox".
10. NEVER hesitate while jumping or about to jump, especially if there's something particularly nasty below you. You'll regret it, and so will your shoes.
11. Never assume that since the eggs look relatively cooked they will be safe to eat.
12. Don't buy those valentines stickers and stick them on your FACE! You'll regret it for the next two weeks when you'll have to explain to people what "that ugly, bruise-like, welt thing" on your cheek is.
13. Never give Chair a sugary substance. Never.
14. Don't get off of a bus at any time without checking that the people you are traveling with are also off...especially if you're nine years old and in London, England. That is VERY bad.
15. Never break your bed. I know, I know, it's weird; but it's only weird till you sit down with an unnecessary bounce and then it all comes crashing down!
16. Never stay up till two watching vids and talking about serious stuffs with a friend while being extraordinarily loud on a school night...you'll regret the consequences.
16. And lastly, but not leastly, in fact, probably the most number one thing you NEVER want to do is: No matter how many times you hear them talking about how unfair it is that the office will take up your phone and look through it, do NOT lock it. You know why? Because your phone is mean and will undoubtedly lock you out. And that is very, very, very BAD.
*sighs and lowers head* ARG!!!!!! Curse you, t-mobile!!! er....it wasn't really their fault... CURSE YOU, OWN STUPIDITY!!!!
~ Bonnie
{mento jar with sign "take for minty freshness"}
1. Never-ever-ever-EVER try to empty out a bowl of soup...in a school sink. BAD IDEA!
2. Never ever use your sister's volleyball while playing next to a relatively busy street...{no worries; it only has a few skid marks}.
3. Don't slam someone's locker shut unless you know for an absolute fact that they don't have the manpower to totally tackle you to the ground.
4. Want to know what's really bad? Your breath. :D! jk...take a mento from the mento jar on your way out.
5. Never type a very important assignment the night before its due date and forget to save.
6. Never laugh at your own jokes...there's no particular scenario for this, because it's just something you should never do. ... Ever
7. NEVER Eat 6 pieces of pizza before going to a 2-hour volleyball practice.... that was painful.
8. NEVER try out a new nickname on the first person who walks in the door; it's very likely they're not the person you were intending the nickname to be... especially if you shout out "Hey, D," and their name is Priscilla...
9. NEVER EVER EVER EVER under ANY circumstances should you EVER take one of your closest friends on your 4th driving lesson. That just SPELLS "hit-the-curb-and-try-not-take-out-a-mailbox".
10. NEVER hesitate while jumping or about to jump, especially if there's something particularly nasty below you. You'll regret it, and so will your shoes.
11. Never assume that since the eggs look relatively cooked they will be safe to eat.
12. Don't buy those valentines stickers and stick them on your FACE! You'll regret it for the next two weeks when you'll have to explain to people what "that ugly, bruise-like, welt thing" on your cheek is.
13. Never give Chair a sugary substance. Never.
14. Don't get off of a bus at any time without checking that the people you are traveling with are also off...especially if you're nine years old and in London, England. That is VERY bad.
15. Never break your bed. I know, I know, it's weird; but it's only weird till you sit down with an unnecessary bounce and then it all comes crashing down!
16. Never stay up till two watching vids and talking about serious stuffs with a friend while being extraordinarily loud on a school night...you'll regret the consequences.
16. And lastly, but not leastly, in fact, probably the most number one thing you NEVER want to do is: No matter how many times you hear them talking about how unfair it is that the office will take up your phone and look through it, do NOT lock it. You know why? Because your phone is mean and will undoubtedly lock you out. And that is very, very, very BAD.
*sighs and lowers head* ARG!!!!!! Curse you, t-mobile!!! er....it wasn't really their fault... CURSE YOU, OWN STUPIDITY!!!!
~ Bonnie
{mento jar with sign "take for minty freshness"}
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