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Matrimony-Related Squeals

I love weddings. It's not quite an obsession, but say the words 'veil' or 'cake topper' and my little heart starts to flutter. I'll even admit that my best friend and I have already started to plan our weddings. We're working under the logic that if you're engaged and already know you want to get married, why waste all the time you could be married planning the wedding? (We're a little strange, sure, but think about it.) Anyway, my love for weddings is only part of the reason for the excitement for the wedding I attended Thursday, which was between Jimr's sister and her husband. (I think their names shall be Nova and Serene here) I have been waiting for this wedding since February and the day before I could barely contain my excitement.

I was probably more excited than I should have been, but whatever. Marriage is a happy thing. Deal with my matrimony-related squeals. I woke up at five in the morning the day of the wedding so I would have enough time to get ready, which included activities such as wrapping the present and eating too many pizza rolls and curling my hair and daydreaming about Jimr in his tux.

Eventually Jimr, his dad, his brother Larry the Lifeguard, and the dog Rustie came to pick me up and take us all to the church where we help set up and got dressed. After all the daydreaming, when Jimr stepped out of the bathroom we used as a changing room in his tuxedo, one might say I was mildly impressed.

(Despite what he seems to like to say about himself, I think Jimr is quite attractive.)

After we dressed, we helped set up, pictures were taken, and we sat in on a couple of the rehearsals. Then, at 7:00, the wedding finally started. It was a little more of a party than a wedding. Everyone danced down the aisle to LMFAO'S Party Rock Anthem. It was kind of a blasty-blast. First came the groomsmen and the bridesmales (guy bridesmaids), and then it was Nova, the groom, then the flower girl and the Maid of Honor, and then Serene, the bride. They kept dancing even when they got up on the stage.

After everybody had made their entrance, the lights went down and we all took a seat to watch a video that the couple had put together. It consisted of a bunch of really neat video clips of all kinds of different cool things, and it had little 'interview' sequences in which Serene and Nova talked about their views on marriage. Now, I had pretty much figured I was going to cry at this wedding. I don't cry about a whole lot of things, but there's something about weddings that just really gets me. And I just about lost it during this video.

After the video was over, they performed the actual ceremony, which was very beautiful, and I mentally cried a little bit more. When the ceremony was finished, the garter and the bouquet were thrown (and I admittedly had a burning desire to catch the bouquet, although I am sad to report that I did not succeed in doing so)and then it was time for dancing! I was very excited for this part, because it meant that I got to dance with Jimr, which is something we hadn't done yet. It took a little convincing, but eventually I got him on the dance floor. He's always told me that he's a terrible dancer. Well,he didn't lie, he's not great. But then again, neither am I. My best material is the African Anteater Ritual and the Big Shoe dance. And just so you can fully understand the tragedy of that statement (copy and paste into the address bar):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxIrQPffSIg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BodXwAYeTfM

As terrible as our dancing was, I had a fantastic time. Slow dancing wasn't so hard, so at least we didn't look like epileptic chickens the whole time. As fun as everything was, though, I think the wedding cake almost topped everything. It was Pacman-themed! Here's a picture, because it's a little bit indescribable:

Not only is it adorable, but it also makes me wonder what married life between Pacman and Ms. Pacman would be like.

All in all, I had a lovely time at the wedding. It was so much fun, and I'd like to say congratulations to the newlyweds, Serene and Nova. You guys are kind of fantastic.

Now, on to slightly less exciting things.

Quote of the day: "Don't marry the person you think you can live with; marry only the individual you think you can't live without.” -James C. Dobson

Photo of the Day:

That's Serene and Nova. Hope you guys don't mind if I just go ahead and use one of your pictures here. (I did not take this):D

Word of the Day- Tintinnabulous-of or relating to bells or the ringing of bells.

Ocean Picture:

Congrats, Serene and Nova, I wish you all the best!
Love, Colours.

I'm Still Living?

This last week, I came down with a terrifying case of strep throat. It all started Saturday morning, when I awoke on the floor of Mrs. Mumford McAvoy's living room. (We'd had a sleepover the night before, in part so she could show me her new house.) After the initial panic I always experience in the morning after I spend the night at someone's house (my first thought is always, "Oh god, what did I do?!") I noticed my throat tickled. Actually, it was more than a tickle, it was a mild soreness. I then suddenly realized that I was most likely sick, and I did not take this news well.

I went home and told my father about my throat and how I was fairly sure it was going to turn into something much worse. I was right, of course. I woke up the next morning with a fever, pounding headache, and the feeling that I had suddenly switched throats with a very untalented sword swallower. I was pretty certain I was going to die.

I spent most of Sunday on the couch, watching My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic and writing my will in my head. (My family and Jimr get first crack at my stuff, and whatever they don't want my friends can have, etc.) I eventually had to get up for dinner, despite my requests for pizza to be brought to me. I was actually pretty dizzy and making it up the stairs took at least three minutes longer than usual, so I felt I was justified in having a couch dinner, but I guess my parents thought otherwise. After dinner I crawled back downstairs and onto the couch for more My Little Pony, and I finally fell asleep at around 9 p.m. About forty minutes later I woke up, and immediately I realized that shit was really off.

I don't know if it was some strange combination on the room being dark, my being groggy, and too much My Little Pony or something else, but I was seeing some crazy stuff. In every shadow something new and terrifying greeted me, such as the silhouette of a creepy guy in a hat, a baby head, and a pony who I was just so sure wanted to eat me.

I decided that was enough and I got as close as I could to the stairs and called for my dad. I asked him to take my temperature (which was 101.6) and bring me some ibuprofen, and after that I went to bed. And naturally, despite being pretty exhausted, I laid there for three hours. But I did eventually go to sleep, and when I woke up my headache was gone, my fever was broken, and I could move around like a normal person again. I was amazed to not have died in my sleep.

Later in the week I finally convinced my mom to take me to the doctor so I could get the antibiotics I needed, because I had a pretty important wedding shower to go to that I just really didn't want to be sick for. I felt normal again by the second day of my medication, and I am now completely better. I am no longer hallucinating killer ponies. I'll admit, though, it wasn't just the antibiotics that made me feel better. Rainy stopped by my house with a get well balloon (complete with incorrect rainbow) and a flower, and a little bit of Rainy always makes good medicine. :D Okay, the story of my illness is complete, moving on:

Quote of the day: "Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please." -Mark Twain

Photo of the day:

Word of the day: Defenestrate- to throw out a window.

Ocean Picture of the day:

(This photo was taken by the lovely and talented FirePenguinDiscoPanda)

Stay healthy and goodnight!
Love, Colours.

Green Hair is All The Rage Now In Paris (Not)

In all honesty, I've never really liked The Fourth of July. To me, all the day really seems to celebrate is burned hot dogs, roman candle-related trips to the emergency room, and drunk relatives. But everyone else seems to enjoy it, so maybe I've just become bitter and jaded when it comes to Independence Day because of past experiences. I'll admit, though, that I genuinely like visiting my grandmother and grandfather for the holiday, which is what we did to celebrate yesterday. I love my grandparents, but I think I mostly like it because they have a big in-ground pool. I may be in high school now, but I swear to god, that thing turns me into a five year old every time I jump in.

I spent five straight hours in the pool, playing mermaid, doing backflips, and eventually just falling asleep in a pool chair. When I finally emerged, I was somehow not sunburned, and I thought I had gotten off completely scott-free. But, as I now know, and as everyone else but me probably already knew, spending five hours in a swimming pool does not come without a price. When we got home, I decided that it was time for me to go to the bathroom. So, with the Panda Express fried rice we had picked up on the way home in hand, I ambled into the bathroom. As I was setting down the take-out box on the counter, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I almost choked on a piece of carrot.

My hair was green. Like, really, really, GREEN.

Okay, it could have been worse. It wasn't Oopma Loompa green, just a sickly shade of blondeish-greenish-leprechaun-sweat colour. I knew my shampoo made specifically for blondes was not going to be enough to fix this. So I half-frantically searched for the cure on the internet and eventually turned up some promising-looking results. I spent the next hour trying to fix my hair, which included wildly entertaining activities such as going outside and soaking my head in a bucket full of water mixed with vinegar and aspirin.

I had to bring my iPod and turn up the volume too high so I could drown out all the fireworks, which by the way are ILLEGAL IN CITY LIMITS, JERKS FROM THE STREET OVER. Eventually I got most all the green out of my hair, and I finished it off with a baking soda/shampoo wash today, so everything is back to normal. Hope you guys had better Independence Days than I did. And now. Quote of the Day: “You can find your way across this country using burger joints the way a navigator uses stars.” -Charles Kuralt. Picture of the day:

Word of the day: Scuttlebutt- gossip.

Ocean Picture:

Hope you enjoyed the new illustration feature! You better, because I stayed up until 5:00 in the morning to get that done for you guys.

Love, Colours.

HOLY GAWSH YOU GUISE

OKAY, SO GUYS, WRITING BREAK OVER. AND ALSO THERE IS NEWS. I WILL NOW BE ADDING ILLUSTRATIONS TO MY BLOG POSTS. YES, HAND-DRAWN. STARTING TOMORROW. ENJOY. PLEASE. LOVE, COLOURS.

Sorry

Um. I'm not going to be writing in my blog for a while, probably. Sorry. Colours.

Time to Rhyme

Today will be written in poem form. Since Blogspot is a butt and won't let me type things the way I like, I will insert a picture of today's poem-style journal entry. Quote of the day: "If Galileo had said in verse that the world moved, the inquisition might have let him alone." -Thomas Hardy. Picture of the day: Word of the day: Cataglottism- kissing with the tongue. Ocean Picture: My head is pounding, I'm sensitive to light. I'm very sleepy, so I must now say good night. Love, Colours.

Picnic With Tea

I didn't go to sleep until about 9:00 this morning. Last night Mrs. MumfordMcAvoy spent the night at my house and we had a McAvoy Movie Marathon! We started at about 11:00 with an episode of the UK version of 'Shameless' (Starring James McAvoy of course) and just watched and watched movies until about 7:30 this morning. Here are all the movies we saw, in chronological order: Penelope, Horrible Bosses, (James McAvoy is not in this but I was instructed to watch it) Wanted, and Atonement. Penelope was adorable and sweet, Horrible Bosses was hilarious and of course a bit raunchy, Wanted was badass and sexy, and Atonement was just sad. The kind of sad that sticks with you all day and doesn't go away until the next morning, and even then there are still traces of it left behind as you eat your breakfast. It makes your milk taste a bit funny and the chocolate in your muffin go bitter though there's nothing immediately wrong. But Atonement also makes you want to pin up your hair and have a picnic with tea and leather journals and someone that you love very much. In short, it's a powerful movie. Thank you for showing it to me, Mrs. MumfordMcAvoy. Since the only sleep I've gotten in the recent past is a four hour nap this morning, I think I'm going to leave the writing at that and get to rest so I can hit the sack. Quote of the day: "Behind every stong soldier, there is an even stronger woman who stands behind him, supports him, and loves him with all her heart." -Unknown. Picture of the day: Word of the day: Evancalous- pleasant to embrace. Ocean Picture: Love, Colours.

Read ALL The Blog Posts!

FirePenguinDiscoPanda and I meme'd ourselves into oblivion today. Here's a few we did: (In response to FirePenguinDiscoPanda inviting me to spend the night at her house) That last one wasn't by us but I saw it and loved it. I plan to make many more memes, my mates. (Alliteration for the win.) Here's where you can make your own: And of course make your own ragecomics: (Only likes Safari, Firefox, or Chrome, because I guess Internet Explorer it too ghetto or something.) And now for the usual. Quote of the day: “I am free of all prejudices. I hate every one equally.” -W.C. Fields. Photo: Word: Snollygoster- a shrewd, unprincipled person. Ocean photo: Well, everything's been covered now, so that leaves only one question. Yes. Yes I am. Love, Colours. (P.S. Tomorrow is Jimr's graduation party!!!!)

Adam Levine is Eesome

So today I fully realized that Adam Levine is ultra-fine. I mean, just, look: Kind of hard to argue with. Lobstah and FirePenguinDiscoPanda and I made a nice little page on Facebook called "Adam Levine is sexay" and we had about ten posts up within the first six or so minutes. Because we're that good. And now I have Maroon 5 songs stuck in my head, which is okay because I did anyway. At least it's something other than Ingrid Michaelson. (Love her but I'm sick to death of waking up in the middle of the night hearing "Giving Up" in my head.) Other occurences that occured on this day where things occured: *I actually left the house!! Went to the library (had to go to the adult fiction section because suprisingly it took me until now to realize that all the books in the teen section are REALLY DUMB.) and I went to Walmart. (Never been so excited to go to Walmart.) *While I was at the library I drew a picture of a mermaid with books on the chalkboard table in the teen section. I hope someone finds it and enjoys it. *Tonight I watched Quantum of Solace. It was pretty good, but I think I liked Casino Royale better. I hope they come out with another Daniel Craig James Bond movie. (Daniel Craig is another attractive guy, despite my mother's claims that he looks like Charlie Brown all grown up. All I have to say to that is that I bet all the kids in the neighborhood regret not inviting Charlie Brown to all the parties if that's the case.) *I missed the transit of Venus. I'm gonna die without ever seeing it. I'm ashamed. *I did my hair cool today! Like this: And now I am done with the things I did today section of this post. Now. The quote of the day: “I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.”- Bill Cosby. Today's pic: Word of the day: Eesome- pleasing to the eye. Example: Adam Levine is eesome. Today's ocean picture: Well, methinks I will now go to bed and dream of Adam Levine. (Don't worry Jimr, I still love you too :D) Love, Colours.

Won't Bore You With Flummery

Into the laundry stage of my room now. I finished about three of four loads today, and if I get up early tomorrow, I should be all done by the time I go to bed! Okay, so nothing really happened today, so I'm just going to spare you the boredom of hearing me talking about reading the care tags on pieces of clothing and get to the good stuff. Quote of the day: "Life is half spent before we know what it is.” -George Herbert. Pic: Word of the day: Flummery- meaningless chatter; also, deceptive language. Ocean Pic: Goodnight! Love, Colours.

The Full Moon Shines on My Clean Bedroom

I am getting so close to a clean bedroom. Now I just have to dust, vaccuum, and get this weird stain out of the carpet. It really is a mystery, that stain. Don't know what it is, what it's from, when it happened, or how long it's been there. It's just there. Oh, and I have to do my laundry. That's the real challenge. At least today I actually went farther than the front lawn. After dinner Dad and Megaman and I all walked to the Sonic and bought ourselves some ice cream. It was good, but now I am horrendously full and I am wondering how I'm going to get to sleep tonight with this full of a stomach. Speaking of the night, I'm excited because tomorrow night is the full moon. I am planning on spending a good portion of tomorrow night laying on the floor in my room staring at it. Also, did you hear that the 5th is the transit of Venus? I can't wait to see it :D. Hopefully I don't forget and miss it because it isn't happening again until 2117. If you're wondering what it looks like: That's a photo from the last transit, which was in 2004. That black spot is Venus. Now the only question is, how do I look at this upcoming one without blinding myself? Hmmmm... Well, here's the quote for today: “Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.” -Pablo Picasso. And the photo of the day: And the word of the day: Callipygian- having shapely buttocks. And the ocean photo of the day: Tomorrow I will be free and have a clean bedroom! Love, Colours.

Just Been Boondoggling

I have had "Giving Up" by Ingrid Michaelson stuck in my head all day. All day. It's not a bad song, and I guess I don't sound so terrible when I sing it to myself, but I wish my brain would move on! I guess I can add it to my list of Ingrid Michaelson songs I know by heart. Unfortunately, not much has happened today besides me getting a song stuck in my head. I cleaned my bedroom some more. Found some jewelry I'd been looking for for a while. Drew some pictures. Made a couple sets on Polyvore. (one of which containing James McAvoy and the other containg Marcus Mumford. You're welcome, Mrs. MumfordMcAvoy.) And apparently it's time to cuddle with my puppy. (Ellie just plopped her big furry butt in my lap.) Don't expect a whole bunch more excitement tomorrow, either. Maybe Monday. Mkay, the quote: “Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling.” -Gilbert K. Chesterton. Today's Picture:

Word of the day: Boondoggle- an unnecessary activity or wasteful expenditure. And the newest feature, the Ocean Photo of The Day! :

Hope you had a more interesting day than I did. Love, Colours.

Ocean Pains

Recently, I've really been getting the itch to travel. Every night I dream of the ocean and every day I dream of going camping and floating down a river in a canoe. The last couple of nights I've been sleeping with my blinds and curtains all the way open so I can see the moon and stars, I think because that way I feel like there's more than just the inside of my house. (I'm getting a little house happy, too. Not allowed to leave until my room's clean) I would love to visit my aunt in Texas again. The last time was wonderful. She had two houses, one in Houston, and one in Galveston, and the one in Galveston was almost right on the beach. We went to stay there the second half of my visit, and let's just say that I'm pretty sure I know where I want to live when I'm older. There's really nothing like looking out the window when you first wake up and being able to see the waves crashing on the shore. (In case you haven't noticed, I love the ocean. I have this weird connection to it. If I'm away from the ocean too long, it actually starts to hurt. I've been a little achy recently, so looks like it's about time again.) Hopefully this summer I'll get to go somewhere. Well, here's the quote: "Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away." -Sarah Kay. And today's photo:

And today's word: Estivate- to spend the summer. Also, a picture of the ocean because why not:

I think I'll start posting an ocean-y picture every time I post now, too. Love, Colours.

Awkward Bird is Awkward.

Today was the day of Megaman's graduation party! I'm not going to lie, it was a little awkward for me until Mrs. Mumford McAvoy showed up. We then gathered up food and sat on the porch for almost the entire party. It was actually quite fun, despite the fact that Jimr and his brother Larry the Lifeguard didn't show up. I was sad :C We talked and talked and discussed a large amount of very interesting things. Also, I'm really not sure how she survived me talking about Jimr for an hour straight. (Once you get me going, it's hard to stop me) I still can't believe you guys haven't just died of boredom listening to me yammer on about him. You claim you love to hear about it, but I don't believe you. :D Alright, well I'm tired, so I'll make this quick. Quote of the day: "Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly." -Rose Franken. Here's today's photo:

Brag brag brag brag brag. Finally, the word: Bird- any warm-blooded vertebrate of the class Aves, having a body covered with feathers, forelimbs modified into wings, scaly legs, a beak, and no teeth, and bearing young in a hard-shelled egg. Yes,you read correctly. The bird is the word. Goodnight! Love, Colours.

Gravity and Kumquats

Today was my last day of school before summer break and I can honestly say I've not had a better one. The only actual work I had to do was very quick and not difficult, and I got to hang out with Rainy and her boyfriend in the library up until the very last bell. But that's not even the best part. After school let out I went to lunch with my mother, at Mimi's Cafe. It was delicious, and I had the corn chowder which I am obsessed with, but once again, that's not the best part. When we got back I was very sleepy and decided I would take a nap. So I crawled into bed and went to sleep. (Note: I have recently become quite lazy when it comes to putting on pajamas before I get in bed, and this time was unfortunately no exception.) I slept for about three hours when my mother came into the room. She started doing something on the floor right in front of the door and I asked, oh so politely, "Mom, what the hell are you doing?" to which she responded, "There was this pen..on the floor..I was just picking stuff up I guess." I decided the number of fucks I gave was zero, and I just rolled over and went back to sleep. Later I heard my bedroom door open again, and I was about to say, "What now, Mom?" when I opened my eyes and realized that the person standing was most decidedly not my mother. It was Jimr. My mouth dropped open a bit and I'm sure my eyes bugged out in THE most attractive way possible, and I was suddenly hyper-aware of the fact that under my blanket I was only wearing my underwear. "Hi!" he said. "Uh...hi," I stammered. "Um..could you please excuse me for a sec?" He agreed and left the room. I jumped out of bed a quickly shut the door behind him, rushing to throw on the first pair of pajamas I could find. I then raced out to the living room where he left to and proceeded to greet him a little more properly. "Surprise!" my mom said, telling me she was going to invite him to lunch but this worked out better for him. "'Surprise' is right," I said. Then Jimr and I had lovely evening :D (Phone me, please, if you'd like more details :P) and he and my mom made this the best last day of school I've ever had (though it definitely had its embarassing moment, haha). So thank you guys. Now! The Of The Days!: Quote: "Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love." -Albert Einstein. And today's picture:

I took this on the homeschool campout last weekend and I am soo proud :D And finally, the word: Kumquat- any of several small yellow to orange citrus fruits with sweet spongy rind and somewhat acid pulp that are used chiefly for preserves. Love, Colours. (P.S. Jimr showing up was the best part :B)