Saturday, November 29, 2008


As I open my eyes to the sound of my mother, I hear her walk over to the window and push the curtains aside, letting rays of golden sunlight into my bedroom. I cringe at the blazing light and pull the blanket over my head. I hear my mother say something but it's only a mumble to me. She exits the scene and i return to my dreams.
I wake up to hear a voice in the hall. It's my mother. I unwillingly look at the clock and sit up, swinging my legs over the side of the bed and sleepily stand up, rubbing my eyes.

That was written from a first person point of view but not from personal experience... i never get up that quickly the second time... Plus the sunlight is never golden. I don't get rays of sun like that first thing in the morning.
Actually that used to be true... i change my mind: It's written from personal experience. I get up of my own free will now and i don't get the sun. That isn't very much of an accomplishment is it?

Change of topic:

Here's a sample of what i can write...

Edward unsheathed his long blade and held it before him, walking silently through the ever darkening woods. The tall trees around him rustled nervously, their green leaves moving back and forth in a warning manner. A twig behind Edward snapped loudly in the midst of the silent forest. He looked over his shoulder quickly to see a giant blur jump from the branches of a nearby oak and hurl itself toward him. As fast as lighting Edward stood up straight and swung his sword at the creature, cutting deep into it's left arm. It whimpered for a moment and took a step backwards, halting on the twig strewn ground, a hairy mass half the size of a full grown man with beady red eyes staring out from what looked like black caves in its head. The creature changed its whimper to a growl and glared threateningly at Edward. He took a step to the side as the creature lunged forward, holding his blade out, ready to strike. “I will cut you limb from limb,” Edward said quietly, his cool sapphire eyes not moving from the creatures round red ones. “Gorthig.” he said. The creature lifted its head higher, its leather like nostrils sniffing the air. It gave way within a few seconds and clambered back up a tree, making a scathing noise before jumping further off, one arm hanging limp at it’s side. Edward let out a long breath, sheathing his sword and carefully stepping between two dead bushes. He walked on for a few minutes, every now and then hearing a threatening growl but every time keeping his breathing casual and a bare hand on the carved hilt of his sword. He passed a small puddle on the ground and casually kicked a pebble into it, watching the stone sink to the bottom and disappear beneath the mud before lifting up his head and walking on, taking leave of the woods and stepping out onto a large green field. It was obvious how blue the sky was now, and how lush the fields were that spread as far as the eye could see. He closed his eyes for a moment and felt the freedom of space after being so long in the dark, crowded Woods of Forher. He heard a bell ring a few miles off, every dong sounding perfectly with the chirps of two brown sparrows flying by overhead. Edward opened his twinkling eyes and started off again, his dark hair shining in the sun and a smile across his handsome face.

It's an exert from a story i started writing last night. Bit droll but that's what you get from a head filled with fairydust. :D

Have a happy day and God bless,

Lost in the Sand Dunes

Sorry... felt like doing that.
Today i went for a walk... a long walk. Then later on i went for another walk... an even longer walk. Second walk i took Jack our Labrador with me (as i did the first time) and walked down on the beach till we got to the old jetty... but today i didn't just stop there, i kept going! We kept going till we hit the end of the beach and a magnificent break wall (silly me didn't look back till i came to my senses... which penetrated my skull a bit too late). There was a shortcut back to the street i thought I'd take but mistakenly walked a bit too far and ended up taking a track to the Deep Sea Angling Club (which is where mum and i go sewing on fridays). I know my way from there to home but it was an awfully loooong walk. After sending up a few Hail Mary's i turned around and asked a nice couple walking behind me (whom i had just overtaken) if either of them had a phone on them that i could use (having conveniently forgotten my own). One of them did have a phone (thankyou God) and i called home asking mum to come pick me up. It went something like this:

Mum: Hello?
Me: Mum?
Mum: Yeah?
Me: Ma, can you come get me? I'm at the Deep Sea Angling Club.
Mum: What are you doing at the Deep Sea Angling Club? How did you get there?
Me: *nervous laugh* I walked a bit too far today... Can you come and get me?
Mum: You walked a bit too far?
Me: Yeah...
Mum: *sigh* Coming.
Me: Heh... thanks mum.

It went a lot better than I thought. I didn't get in trouble. :-D
I handed the phone back to the nice man (lol) and they walked off after asking me if she was coming. I walked around for a bit with Jack and must've prayed about half the rosary by the time a white car came down the road. Took about three goes to get Jack into the car (poor boy was tired out). Then I got in the car... i could see mum cringe as the smell of 'wet dog' seeped through the car like thick goo (Did i mention Jack and I had gone for a swim during this long walk?). All in all my legs feel like bolts of lead and my head is balancing ontop of a neck that seems to be giving way every 12 seconds. 14 seconds. 3 seconds. The time varies. Thank goodness i'm not an Alter Server in the morning or I'd be yawning while handing over the wine. Perhaps i'll settle down with 'Voyage of the Dawn Treader' and actually finish it. Is it just me or are C.S. Lewis' books so easy to put down and so hard to pick up? I think the relief of putting down a book comes with Lord of the Flies... and Lord of the Rings. Jane Austen is easier to read then J.R.R. Tolkien.

Have a good day all who are reading and God bless.

Monday, November 24, 2008

A Commitment To Loveliness

I've decided to join Emma in her commitment to loveliness.

All you have to do is choose five things that you would like to work on or do during the week that will increase the loveliness in your life!

Here is my list for this week:

1. Read Eragon.
2. Finish my cross-stitch.
3. Paint nails.
4. Keep the window open when it's raining.
5. Take Jack to the beach.

If you want to join in just follow the instructions on Emma's blog.

God bless,

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Favourite Chapter

John 6 : 48-59

'I am the bread of life. Your ancestors
ate the manna in the wilderness,
and they died. This is the bread that
comes down from heaven, so that one may
eat of it and not die. I am the living bread
that came down from heaven. Whoever
eats of this bread will live for ever; and the
bread that I will give for the life of the world
is my flesh.'
The Jews then disputed among themselves,
saying, 'How can this man give us his
flesh to eat?' So Jesus said to them, 'Very
truly, I tell you, unless you eat the flesh of
the Son of Man and drink his blood, you
have no life in you. Those who eat my
flesh and drink my blood have eternal life,
and I will raise them up on the last day;
for my flesh is true food and my blood is
true drink. Those who eat my flesh and
drink my blood abide in me, and I in them.
Just as the living Father sent me, and I live
because of the Father, so whoever eats me
will live because of me. This is the bread
that came down from heaven, not like that
which your ancestors ate, and they died.
But the one who eats this bread will live
for ever.' He said these things while he
was teaching in the synagogue at Capernaum.

^ This chapter I love. ^

Friday, November 21, 2008


Another little known fact: I'm a Harry Potter fan. Actually, I'm an Administrator on a HP Roleplay forum. Quite fun. Anyway, here's a tag to put on your blog if you like Harry Potter. :-D

Favourite book in the series? 3 or 7
Favourite character? Nymphadora Tonks
Favourite house? Ravenclaw
Favourite teacher? McGonagall
Favourite student? Hermione or Luna
Black Lake or Shrieking Shack? Shrieking Shack
Astronomy Tower or Potions Dungeon? Astronomy Tower
Pumpkin Juice or Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans? Bertie's Beans
Saint Mungo's or Auror's Office? Auror's Office
Fudge or Scrimgeour? Scrimgeour
Nymphadora Tonks or Isabelle Lestrange? Tonks
Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy? Harry
Least favourite subject? Divination
Least favourite horcrux? Nagini
Least favourite tournament? Black Lake
Fleur, Krum or Diggory? Diggory
Hipoggrif or Thestral? Hipoggrif
Zonko's or Madame Malkin's? Zonko's
Cloak, Stone or Wand? Cloak
Luna or Cho? Luna
Ron or Neville? Neville
Potions or Transfiguration? Tie
Ancient Runes or Muggle Studies? Ancient Runes
Care of Magical Creatures or Herbology? Herbology
Pure Blood or Muggle? Muggle
Cat, Toad or Owl? Owl
Library or Great Hall for lunch? Library
Final Question: What would you see if you looked at the Mirror of Erised? All my family together and a family of my own... and a pair of thick woolen socks.

Hope you like it.
God bless,

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Creative Day

Do you ever have one of those emotional days where you feel so drained that that night all you want to do is crumple on the bed and fall to sleep with a lovely lullaby? Sometimes things in life hit you like a torpedo but you wouldn't have missed it for the world. A 50th birthday for example. It seems to hit the person in question with such a force that they feel so old... half a century. However they wouldn't have missed out on all the lovely presents that come with the birthday.
Note: This isn't written from personal experience. 50 years of age are still another few lifetimes away.
Today my mother and I went to the beach for... actually i'm not sure how long. It was so lovely to almost fall asleep on the fine white sand, the warming sun beating on your back and the gentle crash of the waves as they hit the shore, the happy barks of dogs as they chased a flying seagull and the gleaming look of shining pippies as they peeped from their hiding places in the sand. I'm so lucky to live so close to the beach...
On another subject, i bought a pair of red shoes the other day. RED shoes! For the people out there who don't know, i have a love for shoes. I tried on more shoes today... my favourite store here is a shoe store with a candy shop to the side (i came away with a bag of toffee apples). One pair i tried on were, suprise, red! They did have white polka dots on them though... how cute. I absolutely loved the dark blue pair... *goes off dreaming* Sorry... where were we?
Another thing we did today: op-shopping. It's quite amazing some of the things you can find. We came away with quite a few new things including Christmas decorations for the upcoming festive holiday and a lovely bedspread (which conveniently happens to fit my bed). There is also a shabby chic candlestick sitting atop my bookshelf. Wonder where that came from... Also picked up some lovely little frames to put up on my wall. Did i mention my brother and i spent most of monday swapping rooms? Tis true! I now have my brothers double wardrobe! Space to put all the plastic tubs that were making my room look like a storage facility. It's amazing how much you accumilate over a year and a half of living in one place.
Right, off to eat some more toffeeapples now, enjoy your day!

God bless,


P.S. So far I'm the only Alter Server on Christmas day... *bites nails nervously* Please say a quick prayer that two more will put their names down.

Friday, November 14, 2008


Click on the picture.

I made a picture for the movie 'Bella'. It's a stand against abortion. Abortion is a horrible act that results in 42 million babies being murdered every year.

Number of abortions per year: Approximately 42 Million
Number of abortions per day:
Approximately 115,000

I encourage you to put this picture on your blog and try to save a life.

God bless,


Sunday, November 9, 2008

Open the hood and get motor-vated

It's been quite a while since i last wrote on a blog... time flies so quickly.

Today is my brother's 16th birthday. Happy Birthday Sam!!! I think my parents are feeling a little old at the moment. I, myself, am feeling slightly odd... to think that in 2-3 years i'll be in Spain!

I've recently rearranged my bedroom. Now it no longer looks like an unwelcoming storage facility, but in fact a lovely pink and white retreat (with the storage facility to the side). Many of the pieces still don't match but I'm on the way to a lovely room... younger days of fairies and ballerinas and flying away to be replaced by more refined pieces of the teenager stage. For Christmas (yes were planning), i have requested a new bed. I find the hot pink metal frame that I loved so much at 8, an addition to the room instead of a part of it. As short as this entry is, mental blanks seem to be my specialty and thinking is an overuse of the brain God gave me.

God bless,