I havn't posted in a while because things have been a little crazy around here. Last Sunday at 9:32 AM, Philip Michael was born and wieghed 7 lb 12 oz and was 20 in long. He and his mother are doing fine and he is a healthy baby boy. Then, on Wednesday, my mothers parents came to visit us all the way from Las Cruses New Mexico. That's a fifteen hour drive! They stayed through Saturday morning and then left at two AM. On Saturday morning i had a softball tournament and our first game was at 8:00 AM, so we had to be there by 7:00. We played four games, two bracket games and two pool games (a pool game dosn't count in the ranking of the tournament). We lost all four of our games but we all had a blast. I got an incredible hit in the first game and got on base several times throughout the day and one girl on my team got a homerun. We are ready for the season! On Saturday we had some friends who live three hours away come visit the new baby and they stayed the night then left at about three. Well, that's how crazy things can get during a busy week at my house. : - )
ellentia
Monday, March 27, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
I read this poem in my school book called Painless Poetry by Mary Elizabeth. The poem was writen by J.M. Synge after the sister of a man he considered to be his enemy critisized one of his plays. Mount joy is a prison in Dublin:
Lord confound this surly sister,
Blight her brow with blotch and blister,
Cramp her larynx, lung and liver,
In her guts a golling give her.
Let her live to earn her dinners
In Mountjoy with seedy sinners:
Lord this judgment quickly bring,
And i'm your servant, J. M. Synge
Can you imagin the shock that the lady the poem was writen about felt at being talked about that way? I would blow my top if someone wrote that about me! It makes you wonder what J. M. Synge was like! I certainly wouldn't like to meet him.
ellentia
Lord confound this surly sister,
Blight her brow with blotch and blister,
Cramp her larynx, lung and liver,
In her guts a golling give her.
Let her live to earn her dinners
In Mountjoy with seedy sinners:
Lord this judgment quickly bring,
And i'm your servant, J. M. Synge
Can you imagin the shock that the lady the poem was writen about felt at being talked about that way? I would blow my top if someone wrote that about me! It makes you wonder what J. M. Synge was like! I certainly wouldn't like to meet him.
ellentia
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Little Feet
I wrote a poem for my little sister a while back and i would like to share it with anyone who wants to read it:
Little Feet
by ellentia
for olivia
It's not very long or good, but i hope you like it
ellentia
Little Feet
by ellentia
for olivia
Little baby crawling fast
easy days are a thing of the past.
Almost toddler talking loud,
louder then a thundercloud.
It's not very long or good, but i hope you like it
ellentia
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
More about me
Continuing my last post which had to be interuppted because of practice, I enjoy being outside and getting wet. I have allways gone to church but I have been many differant denomonations. I enjoy making people wonder about me and like to have fun.
Ellentia
Ellentia
About me
I have never had a blog so bear with me. I might write (or type) something really stupid. I have multiple sibblings of varying ages. I love the lotr books and movies, although the movies make me mad because they don't follow the books as closly as I think they should. I have three freinds that I write regularly that live at least three hours away and I am no good at spelling when I am not trying to be. I have never won first place in a sport but I have always loved basketball and softball. well, I must go to softball practice but I can't find the bug spray and someone will suffer dearly for it.
Ellentia
Ellentia
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