365 days ago yesterday…





My sweet baby brother was born. I remember mum and dad heading off to the hospital. The next time they would see this house, it would be with a baby in their arms. My baby brother, the last addition to our little family. It has been such a wonderful year watching him grow, from being a tiny little baby who could hardly hold his head up, to a larger baby who takes timid steps here and there. He is the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life, and we are so blessed beyond imagination to have him with us. So let’s see, five facts about this little man are:

  1. He makes red hair look darn cute!
  2. His laugh and smile are infectious, and they brighten your day at any time.
  3. He is SUCH a snuggle-bug!
  4. Has the cutest little jabbers.
  5. And let’s not forget his chub! It suits him perfectly, those fat little legs, those cheeks and that adorable belly. I could eat him up…

I love my sweet baby.

-DQ#1

365 days ago yesterday…





My sweet baby brother was born. I remember mum and dad heading off to the hospital. The next time they would see this house, it would be with a baby in their arms. My baby brother, the last addition to our little family. It has been such a wonderful year watching him grow, from being a tiny little baby who could hardly hold his head up, to a larger baby who takes timid steps here and there. He is the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life, and we are so blessed beyond imagination to have him with us. So let’s see, five facts about this little man are:

  1. He makes red hair look darn cute!
  2. His laugh and smile are infectious, and they brighten your day at any time.
  3. He is SUCH a snuggle-bug!
  4. Has the cutest little jabbers.
  5. And let’s not forget his chub! It suits him perfectly, those fat little legs, those cheeks and that adorable belly. I could eat him up…

I love my sweet baby.

-DQ#1

365 days ago yesterday…





My sweet baby brother was born. I remember mum and dad heading off to the hospital. The next time they would see this house, it would be with a baby in their arms. My baby brother, the last addition to our little family. It has been such a wonderful year watching him grow, from being a tiny little baby who could hardly hold his head up, to a larger baby who takes timid steps here and there. He is the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life, and we are so blessed beyond imagination to have him with us. So let’s see, five facts about this little man are:

  1. He makes red hair look darn cute!
  2. His laugh and smile are infectious, and they brighten your day at any time.
  3. He is SUCH a snuggle-bug!
  4. Has the cutest little jabbers.
  5. And let’s not forget his chub! It suits him perfectly, those fat little legs, those cheeks and that adorable belly. I could eat him up…

I love my sweet baby.

-DQ#1

*three* more days!

It seems like last Tuesday I was in seventh grade, and now I’m about to leave the warm embrace of junior high and now about to launch myself into the dark doorway of High School. Tell me honestly: am I the only one who is totally freaking out?! I’m having dull dreams about last-SECOND assignments and finals. I am so ready for the summer! As Russell Baker says: “Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.” Truest words ever said. Did this guy live in AZ or something? I’m looking forward to the heat, the swimming, the sleepovers, parties, and going to Mexico next week! You have no idea how much I miss that place. I’m actually homesick. Yes, for a place I’ve never lived in, I’m very homesick. 🙂 That is the perfect beginning of SV (summer vaca) for me! Per-fect. Now, back to the end of school. I have three more full days of it- scary. Then after the third day we have the awards ceremony, which is technically the last day. We USUALLY have ‘dress for success’ where we can dress up nice to receive our awards. But this year, some students apparently “abused the privelage” and now we’re stuck in stupid uniforms for the best day ever! That, my friends, is retarded. It makes me so mad!

By the way, we got our yearbooks yesterday! It’s pretty… and according to a tradition that is probably universally known, I counted and I’m in the yearbook three times. Really four, because if you squint, you can see the corner of my forehead in a dance picture. But whatever. I like it still! I’m kind of panicking over this whole end-of-school thing too, because what’s going to happen to my friends? And I’m scared to leave my loverly teachers, some of which I’ve had since the seventh grade. Gah…. In other awesome news, next week I’m getting an audition slip for Seusical the Musical!!! I’ve made up my mind to be in every single play in my school until I graduate. And I can do it. Watch me. So what are you looking forward to during the summer?

*three* more days!

It seems like last Tuesday I was in seventh grade, and now I’m about to leave the warm embrace of junior high and now about to launch myself into the dark doorway of High School. Tell me honestly: am I the only one who is totally freaking out?! I’m having dull dreams about last-SECOND assignments and finals. I am so ready for the summer! As Russell Baker says: “Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.” Truest words ever said. Did this guy live in AZ or something? I’m looking forward to the heat, the swimming, the sleepovers, parties, and going to Mexico next week! You have no idea how much I miss that place. I’m actually homesick. Yes, for a place I’ve never lived in, I’m very homesick. 🙂 That is the perfect beginning of SV (summer vaca) for me! Per-fect. Now, back to the end of school. I have three more full days of it- scary. Then after the third day we have the awards ceremony, which is technically the last day. We USUALLY have ‘dress for success’ where we can dress up nice to receive our awards. But this year, some students apparently “abused the privelage” and now we’re stuck in stupid uniforms for the best day ever! That, my friends, is retarded. It makes me so mad!

By the way, we got our yearbooks yesterday! It’s pretty… and according to a tradition that is probably universally known, I counted and I’m in the yearbook three times. Really four, because if you squint, you can see the corner of my forehead in a dance picture. But whatever. I like it still! I’m kind of panicking over this whole end-of-school thing too, because what’s going to happen to my friends? And I’m scared to leave my loverly teachers, some of which I’ve had since the seventh grade. Gah…. In other awesome news, next week I’m getting an audition slip for Seusical the Musical!!! I’ve made up my mind to be in every single play in my school until I graduate. And I can do it. Watch me. So what are you looking forward to during the summer?

*three* more days!

It seems like last Tuesday I was in seventh grade, and now I’m about to leave the warm embrace of junior high and now about to launch myself into the dark doorway of High School. Tell me honestly: am I the only one who is totally freaking out?! I’m having dull dreams about last-SECOND assignments and finals. I am so ready for the summer! As Russell Baker says: “Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.” Truest words ever said. Did this guy live in AZ or something? I’m looking forward to the heat, the swimming, the sleepovers, parties, and going to Mexico next week! You have no idea how much I miss that place. I’m actually homesick. Yes, for a place I’ve never lived in, I’m very homesick. 🙂 That is the perfect beginning of SV (summer vaca) for me! Per-fect. Now, back to the end of school. I have three more full days of it- scary. Then after the third day we have the awards ceremony, which is technically the last day. We USUALLY have ‘dress for success’ where we can dress up nice to receive our awards. But this year, some students apparently “abused the privelage” and now we’re stuck in stupid uniforms for the best day ever! That, my friends, is retarded. It makes me so mad!

By the way, we got our yearbooks yesterday! It’s pretty… and according to a tradition that is probably universally known, I counted and I’m in the yearbook three times. Really four, because if you squint, you can see the corner of my forehead in a dance picture. But whatever. I like it still! I’m kind of panicking over this whole end-of-school thing too, because what’s going to happen to my friends? And I’m scared to leave my loverly teachers, some of which I’ve had since the seventh grade. Gah…. In other awesome news, next week I’m getting an audition slip for Seusical the Musical!!! I’ve made up my mind to be in every single play in my school until I graduate. And I can do it. Watch me. So what are you looking forward to during the summer?

History tour, laughs, pictures, and maybe even a dash of randomness.


So this Wednesday we embarked on the legendary Jr. History Tour! I seriously have been awaiting this thing since the beginning of eighth grade. And now… it’s over. Sniff, sniff, tear, tear. The first that happened was… I rebroke my glasses. What? You don’t remember me breaking them? Let me explain. No, wait, too long. Let me sum up. (where’s that from?) I broke my glasses, went blind for a week, superglued them back together and then dropped them as soon as I arrived at school to board the bus. Yay.

(see my lovely tape?)

My mom even asked me if I needed to bring my old glasses “just in case”. Guess who was dumb? Don’t answer that.
The bus ride was blissfully uneventful,

and we soon arrived at the Graham Canyon!

It was pretty neat, because we actually went down into the canyon, which is something I have never done before.
Then we went to dinner at the Cameron Trading Post. We laughed the whole time, I think we were just over-tired. Then it was time for room arrangements, and I was entrusted the room keys. Dumb. It flew out of my pocket into the bushes, hungry for random items! Stupid, stupid wind/ Luckily, we had two keys. And unlucky for us, we also had no AC. Even though it was in the low forties outside, it was probably eighty fifteen degrees in our room. We didn’t sleep well, if at all. I say that because we stayed up until about midnight being silly and then after that, me and Jennika talked. We woke up at 2:19 am, and talked until 5:13 am. It was so nice, because all of our roomates were polar opposites social-wise. Jennika happened to be one of the nicer populars, and we had so much fun. I never expected to get to know someone so quickly, and it wasn’t just a passing thing. The next night we planned to sleep together again, but the others had other plans, going to other beds and leaving us in a split. It was then we discovered one of them had the mother of all colds. Needless to say, three of us squeezed into one bed.
Favorite part of the trip? The Pink Jeep Tour. That ride was beast. (inside joke) We were ROFL-Coptering the whole time. (another inside joke)


I’m out of inspiration for this post… so see ya!

-DQ#1

History tour, laughs, pictures, and maybe even a dash of randomness.


So this Wednesday we embarked on the legendary Jr. History Tour! I seriously have been awaiting this thing since the beginning of eighth grade. And now… it’s over. Sniff, sniff, tear, tear. The first that happened was… I rebroke my glasses. What? You don’t remember me breaking them? Let me explain. No, wait, too long. Let me sum up. (where’s that from?) I broke my glasses, went blind for a week, superglued them back together and then dropped them as soon as I arrived at school to board the bus. Yay.

(see my lovely tape?)

My mom even asked me if I needed to bring my old glasses “just in case”. Guess who was dumb? Don’t answer that.
The bus ride was blissfully uneventful,

and we soon arrived at the Graham Canyon!

It was pretty neat, because we actually went down into the canyon, which is something I have never done before.
Then we went to dinner at the Cameron Trading Post. We laughed the whole time, I think we were just over-tired. Then it was time for room arrangements, and I was entrusted the room keys. Dumb. It flew out of my pocket into the bushes, hungry for random items! Stupid, stupid wind/ Luckily, we had two keys. And unlucky for us, we also had no AC. Even though it was in the low forties outside, it was probably eighty fifteen degrees in our room. We didn’t sleep well, if at all. I say that because we stayed up until about midnight being silly and then after that, me and Jennika talked. We woke up at 2:19 am, and talked until 5:13 am. It was so nice, because all of our roomates were polar opposites social-wise. Jennika happened to be one of the nicer populars, and we had so much fun. I never expected to get to know someone so quickly, and it wasn’t just a passing thing. The next night we planned to sleep together again, but the others had other plans, going to other beds and leaving us in a split. It was then we discovered one of them had the mother of all colds. Needless to say, three of us squeezed into one bed.
Favorite part of the trip? The Pink Jeep Tour. That ride was beast. (inside joke) We were ROFL-Coptering the whole time. (another inside joke)


I’m out of inspiration for this post… so see ya!

-DQ#1

History tour, laughs, pictures, and maybe even a dash of randomness.


So this Wednesday we embarked on the legendary Jr. History Tour! I seriously have been awaiting this thing since the beginning of eighth grade. And now… it’s over. Sniff, sniff, tear, tear. The first that happened was… I rebroke my glasses. What? You don’t remember me breaking them? Let me explain. No, wait, too long. Let me sum up. (where’s that from?) I broke my glasses, went blind for a week, superglued them back together and then dropped them as soon as I arrived at school to board the bus. Yay.

(see my lovely tape?)

My mom even asked me if I needed to bring my old glasses “just in case”. Guess who was dumb? Don’t answer that.
The bus ride was blissfully uneventful,

and we soon arrived at the Graham Canyon!

It was pretty neat, because we actually went down into the canyon, which is something I have never done before.
Then we went to dinner at the Cameron Trading Post. We laughed the whole time, I think we were just over-tired. Then it was time for room arrangements, and I was entrusted the room keys. Dumb. It flew out of my pocket into the bushes, hungry for random items! Stupid, stupid wind/ Luckily, we had two keys. And unlucky for us, we also had no AC. Even though it was in the low forties outside, it was probably eighty fifteen degrees in our room. We didn’t sleep well, if at all. I say that because we stayed up until about midnight being silly and then after that, me and Jennika talked. We woke up at 2:19 am, and talked until 5:13 am. It was so nice, because all of our roomates were polar opposites social-wise. Jennika happened to be one of the nicer populars, and we had so much fun. I never expected to get to know someone so quickly, and it wasn’t just a passing thing. The next night we planned to sleep together again, but the others had other plans, going to other beds and leaving us in a split. It was then we discovered one of them had the mother of all colds. Needless to say, three of us squeezed into one bed.
Favorite part of the trip? The Pink Jeep Tour. That ride was beast. (inside joke) We were ROFL-Coptering the whole time. (another inside joke)


I’m out of inspiration for this post… so see ya!

-DQ#1