Household Memos

Dear Hypoglycemia,

Ha! I beat you! You thought you could keep me mysteriously ill until the end of time. The bag of trail mix in my purse says you were wrong.

Smugly yours,
Sarah

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Dear Shiny New Ideas,

I love you. Really, I do. But do you HAVE to all come at once? I mean, that's ten of you in under three months. I'm a fast writer, but I'm not THAT fast. Maybe you could talk amongst yourselves and decide which of you is most important so that I can write that one. Or, you know, you could step back and let the books that were here first have their chance.

Your slave/ruler,
Sarah

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Dear High School Play,

You are sucking away my life like a parasitical vampire baby, and I do not mean that in a good way. Yes, I have been missing theatre for the last few years. I may even have learned a lot from you. But I haven't touched my (numerous) WIPs in weeks. Fortunately, you will be dead and gone by ten o'clock on Friday night.

Best,
Sarah

P.S. That was advertising, people! Come, come, come to Magrath High School and see me dance and sing in a fake leather jacket! It'll be fun! 7 PM, March 27th to 30th!

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Dear Southern Alberta,

I understand that you have weather issues. I can cope with that. I happen to like wind and snow in moderation. But this is taking things too far. Do you know what March 20th is? It's the first day of SPRING. Does this look like spring? No, it does not.

Get with the program.
Sarah

P.S. Do you know what is outside my window right now? Robins. There are robins hopping around in the snow. I think they are giving you a hint.

Sick again ...

and thus the inside of my brain looks like this.

...

Yeah. There go my blogging aspirations.

A Million Bajillion Pictures

Good news! Yesterday, I woke up. That's good news all by itself, but here's even BETTER news -- I felt good.

To celebrate, I wrote 2,000 words. Then I went back to bed.

Now, today, I still feel good. And so I present ... (dun dun dun) ... ALL THE PICTURES.

Yes. All of them. We will start with the road trip.

ROAD TRIP: DAY 1

We had to get up at 4 AM to make our flight.
Apparently I thought the occasion justified photographic evidence.

Dallas-Fort Worth was also totally rocking
the Escalator to Heaven. You can't really see
it in the pic, but this thing is HUGE. I nearly
missed my flight riding it.

The Dallas-Fort Worth Airport had this totally
awesome mosaic on the floor. Had to take a picture.

Best thing about US airports? The pretzels.
I LOVE THEM.

We got authentic Greek food in Austin. I was dubious
at first -- that brown stuff is CAULIFLOWER! -- but I
tried it and loved it. Very different.

ROAD TRIP: DAY 2

This was the day that illness struck with a vengeance.
I had a streaming nose and a splitting headache, but
I was going to see Carlsbad Caverns if it killed me.

So worth it.

And I got in some driving time. Roadtrip = Success.

MY BIRTHDAY:

Alas, I have no pictures of this event. Rest assured that it DID happen. I turned seventeen.

It was pleasant.

THE END OF BRACES:

No more metal! I celebrated by eating lots
of thing and wearing footie pajamas.

MOVIE EXCITEMENT:

I'm currently very excited for three movies.

Girls with bows will always have a special place in my heart.

Redheaded girls! Yay! (Also, Dr Seuss! Yayer!)

Redheaded girls ... with bows?
June 22 cannot come soon enough.

That brings us to the end of the million bajillion pictures. I will be back soon. WITH WORDS.

An Apology

It's been forever since I blogged. I know that. The thing is, I got home and became horribly ill yet again and fell incredibly behind on everything. Then I spent a couple weeks trying to catch up on play practice, dance and other classes. I discovered four new stories living inside me. I began writing two of them.

It's been a hectic few weeks.

Near the end of last week, my grandpa asked me when I was going to start blogging again. I hit myself on the head and told him I'd do it that weekend. True to my word, I started a post. I was so tired that I was falling asleep trying to write it. I put it away and decided to do it later.

Now, on Wednesday, I am finally blogging. I'm blogging to tell you I'm sorry. My life is in tatters right now. My writing is failing. I'm depressed and exhausted. I don't know when I will be blogging again. It will happen. I WILL give you pictures and updates. Just not yet.

In other news, five more sleeps until my braces come off. Unless I take naps, in which case it will be more sleeps.

Naps. How lovely does that sound?

I love you all, and I really am sorry. Please bear with me a little longer.

Mesa Update

This post comes to you from the land of magic and nice smells -- aka Mesa Arizona. I lived here when I was little, but man, I had forgotten how GORGEOUS it is here.

Roadtrip is turning out to be loads of fun, even if my illness did hit rock bottom on Thursday. I still can't really talk, but whatever, because I am in the most beautiful place on earth. I wish I could give you the full story of the trip, but my pictures are all on my (borrowed) iPod, which somehow can't access the hotel's internet even though my computer can.

Anyway. It is late. I am tired. But I simply CANNOT sleep without showing you the most beautiful thing I have seen so far. Ready?

Yes, this is Nala. And she is mine. MINE, I TELL YOU. ALL MINE.

It's like I'm living my toddler dreams. Except that I have yet to chew on her head, and I do not swing her by her tail. Instead I hold her and cuddle her and pet her and ... look at her. And think about how pretty she is. Because seriously? She is the coolest stuffed animal in the world.

In a few days I shall return to present more pictures and stories ... including the full story of Nala, which probably merits a post of its own. I have a LOT of history with that lion.

In the meantime, here is another picture. She looks even better in real life.