I am not a normal sane person so that is why I am posting this picture. I went out to feed Puppy lunch, and while she was eating I was petting Snickers. I felt a large bump on his shoulder and thought "my thats a big one!" Sure enough, he had a big brown tick on him. I want inside and mentioned very causally (causally as in: oh Ben, Snickers has a lady bug on him) to Ben that his dog had a rather large tick on him and perhaps he should do something about it. Ben said rather loudly "WHAT!!, EWW, THATS GROSS" So I got the Revolution stuff and put it on the dogs and then brought Snickers to the porch. I took the tick of with tweezers, and, after examining it, I took some pictures and then flushed it. My mom's reaction to it was:
ME: Hey mom, there is a tick on Snickers, it's this big.
MOM: Thats icky
ME: It was big as a pea, you know fat.
MOM: Thats icky.
ME: You wanna see it?
MOM: Thats icky.
MOM: Did you here me?
Me: What?
MOM: Thats icky.
So now you know how bored I can get when I'm done with school and I'm avoiding cleaning the bathroom. I sit around reading books, playing computer games and taking pictures of ticks. I am also waiting for Dad to get home so that they can start building in my room. They are building a bunk bed, but instead of two beds there will be a closet, dresser like thing and book shelf underneath the top bunk. I am greatly looking forward to that being done cause I cant stand clutter and I like places to put things. I will also be able to get rid of that ugly couch and that table thats slowly breaking in half. And then eventually, dad will get me a new mattress, and I wont have to sleep on one that smells like ammonia so bad that I have to put two blankets on top of it so that I can't smell it. Whats funny is that the mattress was made in a Texas maximum security place. Sadly the tag was ripped out long before I could prove that to my doubting friends. I am not going to post my permanent resident card picture. It looks bad.
Ben is very carefully making roads in the driveway. I think he has forgotten that he isn't allowed to do that. Oh well, its a pleasure for a season I guess.
Ah, dad is home.
9 years ago
19 comments:
Boredom is every than I see, but building in our room sounds cool, something I didn't get to do very much. I got to change it thats about it.
Sry everywhere is what I meant. and your room. my finger missed the "Y". you can delete my posting to many misstakes. I'm pretty brain dead today.
are you going to youthgroup?
The bathroom is still dirty.... Oh, well. I KNOW you'll do such a thorough job on it tomorrow that there will not be one molecule of rust in the shower, and the toilet will be SO clean you could...well, you know what I mean. And I'm sure the floor will be scoured as well.
:) :) :)
Yes I will be at youth group just my nose has been annoying.
thats one ugly tick.the pictures of the cat with its hands up i have seen before.
I can't miss youthgroup, its something about me where I have to go, like my body says no to missing out on it for anything. Its the same for church.
Yeah, I know how that is. It feels strange when I miss a service, like I missed something very important. Its like I missed getting my batteries charged:) And theres no way I'd miss the opportunity to hit people with golf balls:)
hi
I thank God for this thing anyways.(not the golf ball part).
I like the part "I'm not a normal sane person" in your writing, it shows your honest.(hehehe):D
Hahaha. Yes im very honest arnt I. :)
Than how come you keep saying your winning all those contests. well you say you lose in sword drills so..
um what contest?
There hace been many. I don't know what your talking about.
I don't know what your talking about!
Is your brain still not working right
I'm really clogged and Chelsae gave me too much candy.
Hahahahaha. good thing I didn't go get candy with my money. hahaha. If only you knew what they put in those candies. besides hyper try brain shut down. TOTALLY.
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