Saturday, July 24, 2010
Some good eating
I spent the day with my mom. We went shopping! Ah, we're such shop-a-holics. When I stepped into global's I almost bought everything in the store.....And I got some clothes from T.J.Max....and then.....wait for it.....I BOUGHT A BIKE!!
Now we will go on bike rides, my mom and I.
We ate sushi, at one of my favorite restaurants in gainseville. Miya's has some great food!
I got the paradise roll, along with a bento box, while mom got Bolsot. We were satisfied, more than satisfied. We were in paradise (hehe, get it? I got a paradise roll!)
Below: Pickled radish.
Below: Julienned potatoes in a mayo sauce.
Now we will go on bike rides, my mom and I.
We ate sushi, at one of my favorite restaurants in gainseville. Miya's has some great food!
I got the paradise roll, along with a bento box, while mom got Bolsot. We were satisfied, more than satisfied. We were in paradise (hehe, get it? I got a paradise roll!)
Below: Pickled radish.
Below: Kimchi. A fermented spicy Korean dish that has cabbage, raddish, and green onion in it. It was amazing! I could taste the spice but the tangy sour balanced it out so it didn't burn my throat.
Below: Julienned potatoes in a mayo sauce.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Graceling and Fire
The first, Graceling, is an amazing book that takes you into a different realm, where the people of seven kingdoms are known to obtain a "grace",or special power. They have twp different eye colors, and are wanted by the king as tools to be used. It tells of a king's niece who is graced with fighting....but read the rest to find out what happens!
Fire, is with different characters (save one!). But instead of Gracelings, there are things called monsters....regular creatures with unnatural beauty that are vicious and can control minds. The protagonist, Fire, is the last human Monster.
MUST READS
Fire, is with different characters (save one!). But instead of Gracelings, there are things called monsters....regular creatures with unnatural beauty that are vicious and can control minds. The protagonist, Fire, is the last human Monster.
MUST READS
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Bridle Paths Summer Camp of 2010
I volunteered at this camp that my sister's friend's parents run every summer in Bronson. I admit that the camp wasn't THAT special. At points it was unorganized and I heard from returning campers that in previous years it was much, much better than it was this year.
But, alas, I did have a good time there! I got to volunteer for a week, while my sister was a counselor. (IS a counselor. She goes back tomorrow for another two weeks. I'm going to miss her!)
Anyways. The girls were awesome! I sort of floated between different cabins, talking to everyone. I was sort of a camper, but not really. And I had privelages of a counselor and helped the girls when they needed me. My favorite cabin was cabin one! And it was very cool how the horse stalls were attached to the cabins!
I rode many different horses. Baxter - Lazy, old horse. Kahlua -- A very pretty Buckskin that had a hard mouth, but besides that she was good.
Of course I rode my sisters horse, Red. She took him along for the camp as a lesson horse, and one girl was having trouble with him so I hopped on and straightened him out. And then got to do Cross Country with him!!
And one of my favorite horses ------
BANJO!
The first night we came a counselor named Courtney rode him, and he wasn't the best. All jittery and needed a REALLY light hand on the bit or he would continuously toss his head. The girl that was assigned to him was scared, really scared. And then two girls switched and they were fine, but he still had problems.
So. On the weekend was MY time to ride, and I decided to ride him cause we didn't want any of the campers taking chances on him during a trail ride. I almost rode bareback, but found a saddle. And we ran out of pads, so I used a blanket (See? Unprofessional!)
He had such a light mouth! Literally, if you would pull back he would throw his head in the air. It was ridiculous.
So, I experimented. Since I WAS in the western saddle, I wondered if he would neck rein....and the entire week of English riding wasn't meant for the little western horse ;) And I also figured that maybe if I leaned back while moving the reins back and not really putting too much pressure on the bit, he would respond. And the rest of the ride he barely ever tossed that head.
I didn't trot too much, because we were getting acquainted, and it was a little stormy. (He is such a spook, that in the middle of tacking up he startled over a Popsicle, and stumbled around with flared nostrils and white eyes for all of 5 minutes. It took a bit to calm him, and then I left the lead rope untied in case that happened again.) Plus I hate gaited horses, ugh! Just hate them. And he was part gaited. So it didn't feel too hot riding that trot and canter. (Yes, we did canter in a field for all of 10 seconds :) )
But he is a sweetie! And he has a licking problem!
Ahaha!
Anyways, I'll post all of the pictures I have in a later post! I already got carried away writing in this one....
Toot-A-Loo!!!
But, alas, I did have a good time there! I got to volunteer for a week, while my sister was a counselor. (IS a counselor. She goes back tomorrow for another two weeks. I'm going to miss her!)
Anyways. The girls were awesome! I sort of floated between different cabins, talking to everyone. I was sort of a camper, but not really. And I had privelages of a counselor and helped the girls when they needed me. My favorite cabin was cabin one! And it was very cool how the horse stalls were attached to the cabins!
I rode many different horses. Baxter - Lazy, old horse. Kahlua -- A very pretty Buckskin that had a hard mouth, but besides that she was good.
Of course I rode my sisters horse, Red. She took him along for the camp as a lesson horse, and one girl was having trouble with him so I hopped on and straightened him out. And then got to do Cross Country with him!!
And one of my favorite horses ------
BANJO!
The first night we came a counselor named Courtney rode him, and he wasn't the best. All jittery and needed a REALLY light hand on the bit or he would continuously toss his head. The girl that was assigned to him was scared, really scared. And then two girls switched and they were fine, but he still had problems.
So. On the weekend was MY time to ride, and I decided to ride him cause we didn't want any of the campers taking chances on him during a trail ride. I almost rode bareback, but found a saddle. And we ran out of pads, so I used a blanket (See? Unprofessional!)
He had such a light mouth! Literally, if you would pull back he would throw his head in the air. It was ridiculous.
So, I experimented. Since I WAS in the western saddle, I wondered if he would neck rein....and the entire week of English riding wasn't meant for the little western horse ;) And I also figured that maybe if I leaned back while moving the reins back and not really putting too much pressure on the bit, he would respond. And the rest of the ride he barely ever tossed that head.
I didn't trot too much, because we were getting acquainted, and it was a little stormy. (He is such a spook, that in the middle of tacking up he startled over a Popsicle, and stumbled around with flared nostrils and white eyes for all of 5 minutes. It took a bit to calm him, and then I left the lead rope untied in case that happened again.) Plus I hate gaited horses, ugh! Just hate them. And he was part gaited. So it didn't feel too hot riding that trot and canter. (Yes, we did canter in a field for all of 10 seconds :) )
But he is a sweetie! And he has a licking problem!
Ahaha!
Anyways, I'll post all of the pictures I have in a later post! I already got carried away writing in this one....
Toot-A-Loo!!!
Friday, July 2, 2010
Moving Has finally Come!
Yes, we did it :) We moved; moved OUT of that house with the crazy landlord, and INTO a very nice and very old house where things that are broken get fixed. And fixed fast.
Everything is getting settled, and now all we have to do is hang things up on the walls.
The maintenance guy told us that the lady, Mrs. Roberts, who used to live here had died in the house. And this morning at four my mom woke up to a big crash, followed by pattering foot steps and someone closing the door. No one was up. When my dad checked there was nothing there.
And strange...the dogs never barked. Not once.
Hmmmm, this could mean something. And if it does, too bad. Cause I like the house :)
And look at the kitchen!!! I just love it!!!!
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