#12 Appreciation
#11 Generosity
#10 Fun
#9 Humor
#8 Animal Joy
Archive for December, 2013
#15: Unconditional Love
#14: Coolness
#13:
JOOOOYYYY MERRY CHRISTMAS
#20: Joy
#19: Doggy Love
#18: Kitty Love
#17: Animal Love
#16: Meditational Goodness of the heart.
I’ve Skyped into class before, but this time is different. It feels more relaxed, and calm. Although…I have no clue what Cole is doing with his computer. He seems to be moving it around at random, and putting in the air, and yada, yada, yada. I think it’s just mine. It’s weird. Skype is SOOOOO cool!
Oh, boy. I really gotta catch up on my Christmas virtues.
#23: Happiness
#22: Generosity
#21: Sadness. I say this because I always get sad around Christmas. It makes me all deep, in my head, which is basically me thinking about sad things and how life is hard, but that I need to overcome these obstacles, and continue with life.
And 1D’s album Midnight Memories, is AWESOME!!!
Sorry I didn’t post this yesterday…
So for the first time my family rented a ski house about 20 minutes away from Catamount Mountain, which is where we ski. To start, my sister, mother, and father had all been up here, and my sis had already chosen her room. We got to the house late into the afternoon today, (saturday), and I ran inside filming. But I walked into my room and threw my stuff on the bed, and made the dresser into a desk of sorts. My sister Riley was really happy about the fact that her bed was way softer than mine, so she made me lay don on my bed then hers, and waited for me to exclaim, “Hey! That’s not fair!” or, “Hey, Dad! Why does Riley get the awesome room.” I say Dad because he is going to be the one taking us up here. We got there and we relaxed for a bit, and then we started a fire. For some reason my family is just crazy when it comes to starting fires. We CANNOT do it. But, when Dad sat down to start the fire, he started it in about one minute. It helps when you have really dry wood, and no wind.
So then, we’re relaxing, I’m reading a comic, Camelot 3000, and I hear mom walking around in the kitchen looking for a can opener. So we can’t find a can opener anywhere. So mom ask’s dad to take the can outside and open it. He brings it to the stone step and starts rubbing the top of the can on it, then pushes on the side to pop the top. He brings it inside and tells everyone he can’t do it. So then we decide to go to my dad’s friend’s diner, Otto’s Hillsdale Country Diner. We’ve been there before after skiing and stuff, but never with all four of my family. Mom met Otto towards the end, and then we left, after my parents took home half of their dinners, but Riley and I ate all of ours.
When we got home Dad started the fire back up and I started this blog post. After a while it got late and I went to bed, so I’m finishing it now, in the morning.
The End
No description…No emotion…Spock, get out. Yes, that was really random.
I don’t know, maybe I’ll try to make more of these, but for now, just enjoy.
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