Well, my mom, dad and I finished off the chocolatey goodness and icecream. It was very good. :) Right now we, me and my mom, mainly her, are watching Iron Chef America. I remember the first time I saw that. I was at my friends house in... 5th grade? and it was on. They were serving duck. I didn't watch that show for years after that. haha, it grossed me out.
Ugh! I keep trying to kill this gnat and i won't die!! No worries, it's dead now. :) Speaking of dead...
For our summer reading we have 7 short stories and another book. Well, miraculously, I have already started on the short stories. The first one was about Satanism and the second, killing someone. I was like, "Oh, this isn't depressing at all." *insert sarcasm here* Well, the first one was by Nathaniel Hawthorne and the second by Edgar Allen Poe. Makes more sense now, huh? Well, when I finished the 2nd one my brother came in saying, "Leah, I cut myself."
Me: With what?
Andrew: Scissors.
Me: Nice.
*he's gripping his finger*
Andrew: can you help me get this open (has bandaids in it)
Me: Yea.
So, I open it and he lets go of his finger and there is blood EVERYWHERE. All over his hurt and and the other one. It was EVERYWHERE.
Me: Ew, go wash that off.
*I remain calm outside AND in*
Well, now there is blood all over my dad's sink and later, we realized, a tiny drop on the floor. (Don't worry, we got it up. :)) So, we're about to put the bandaid on, but this cut no larger in a millimeter in length is bleeding EVERYWHERE. It was insane. So, we tried to put and bandaid with neosporin, but he bled through that too. So, we put a gauze pad on it until it stopped perfusely bleeding. Then we were FINALLY able to put a bandaid on. After that, we cleaned up my dad's sink, the blood on the floor, etc. and it looked as if we'd never been there!! (Right mommy?) I told him he should be happy I had just finished reading about Satanism and killing, this seemed like NOTHING! haha.
So, I think that's enough gross stories for the day. What do you think?
5 comments:
Thanks for not writing about the fact that he tried to wake me up to help him but I was so deeply asleep I don't remember telling him to not talk to me.
Also thanks for being a great big sister and daughter.
I almost did write about that, but I thought better of it. :)
And uuurrr welcome. 8) *on aim that's the smilie with the sunglasses on*
good visual description, kiddo.
am enjoing your blog with my
coffee!
~D|
do u like my coffee cup?
haha. thank you. my friend told me it was nasty. lol. and yes, i love your coffee cup. :)
Yep, Hawthorne is basically a nut job! I took a WHOLE class about his writing when I was in college as one of my electives...WEIRDO but certainly made one think.
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