Saturday, March 28, 2009

Saturday Morning

Today I woke up at 10:30. Ten THIRTY! But when I was younger, that never would've happened. You see on Saturdays, even though it was your one day a week to sleep in, you never would. Why? Because of Saturday Morning T.V. shows, because they were so great.

When I was growing up, Saturday morning had it's own theme song, "Five hours of summer, once a week! (One Saturday Morning...)" Not only were the cartoons and child soap operas helpful in everyday life, but even the commericals were chalk full of information. You would find out what new Hot Wheels race car track was "IN STORES NOW!" Or that the new 'Real Life Doll' that could actually wet herself. These commericals would be the bulk of what I put on my Christmas Lists every year. And somehow I always thought that all the cool girl toys would be waiting for me under the Christmas Tree that year, and even the cool boy toys I'd still get to play with, because my cousin Luke would somehow magically get those. It didn't matter that every Christmas came and went without the doll that could pee her pants, those commericals still proved to be sometimes more entertaining than the shows sometimes. It's sad to see how far Saturday Morning has come: From George and Jane Jetson, to Lizzie McGuire, now to Miley Cirus Pop-diva sensation (whatever).

It's times like these when I wish change didnt' have to happen. Why do Powerpuff Girls who replaced Bonkers get replaced by Dora the Explorer? And when did Barney turn gay? I don't know. All I know is I am so thankful for my saturday morning cartoons-theme song and all. I will never forget waking up at 7 am (yikes) to go downstairs with my cereal to watch 'How Much Stuff Can an Elephant Crush'. And I'm so glad that I know the Jonas Brothers, Kevin, Joe and Nick (aka Curly, Cocky and Oldest), are just copy cats of the Lawrence Brothers: Joe, Matt and Andy. :)

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Spring is Sprung

When we were little, my mom would sing us this little tune that her dad, my Grandpa Giba used to sing to let us know when it was spring. And although it isn't technically spring, I thought it was the most spring like day we've had yet. It goes like this, "Spring is sprung, the grass is ris, I wonder where the flowers is?" :) it doesn't make that much sense in theory, but I like it, and I will probably say it to my children one day.

Also, tonight, being St. Patrick's Day, our family always (usually) gets together with the Baumgartens. Well a stupid, stupid, someone that Community School of the Arts (where I take my watercolor class every Tuseday night) should have spring break next week, when it is spring, rather than on a holiday. I'm; sooo bummed that I have to miss family and food, two of my favorite things in the world. :) But I am learning a lot in my class. My teacher is wonderful, so nice and she's a really talented artist. She helped me make the Riverdance picture, she gave me lots of tips, and it wasn't even a painting that I did for class, it was one that my friend asked me to paint. I was really greatful for her tips, and I think it came out pretty well. :)

I hope everyone has a good St. Patty's Day. ERIN GO BRAUGH! (I think that's it).
-Happy birthday brother Chris!

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Forgotten Passwords

Well, needless to say I have one password for everything. It's awesome, I use it for my banking, facebook, myspace, e-mails, everything and anything. However, it is too short to use for my blog. Alas, I had to think up a new one, and that was just...not good. Anyways, I have a new password now, and I think I will remember it from now on. ;)

I have to work on getting new pictures up. I want one of my face and not just Hawaii. But Erin must help me with that, so I'll have to do that when I get home. Also on my to-do list back at the ranch; a shower. Niiice. I woke up too late this morning to wash my hair, and I had to go babysitting, so I just threw on a hat. Pretty hilarious.

Also, today is my mom's surgery. She broke her left-top (sorry, I don't know what this bone is called...I should ask Anna) arm bone by just lifting normal things. Her bones became so fragile from all the chemo they're pumping in to her. When she was complaining about her arm hurting we were all afraid is was the cancer spreading again. And thank you JESUS that is was broken. Even though it is awful, we are so happy to see that Jesus still keeps it from spreading.