If you didn’t get the memo….

I case you didn’t get the memo, my e-mail has changed due to the policy that you have to be 13 in order to be able to get an e-mail on g-mail.  It is still the same but it is at sfcn.org instead of gmail.com.  Here is the full thing.  imexcitedtoo@sfcn.org  You will have to use this one if you want me to get the e-mail, or it will not work.  Stinky policy.

Just Another Book Review

I just finished reading an amazing book called Dragon Slippers.  It is about a girl who bargains with a dragon for a pair of shoes, then sets off to find work in the king’s seat.  But little does she know, that these slippers aren’t just normal shoes….

Anyway, it’s a really good book, and there aren’t any dumb characters, which is really nice.

Book Review

I just finished reading a book called PIE.  It was a very good book.  It is about a girl named Alice.  When her aunt, the pie-making queen, dies, she leaves to her a fat, ornery white cat named Lardo, whom she left her secret pie-crust recipe to.  Soon the whole town, including Alice’s mother, is trying to become the next pie queen.  It is a really cute book, with a really cute ending.  I would diffidently recommend it.  And if I ever get a white cat, I will name him Lardo.   

Christmas!

My post starts with our annual Christmas Tree Sleepover.  This is me, pretending to be asleep.

My face-painting victims.

 

This Christmas, I asked for a flute stand, a locket, a sock loom, some yarn, and some flute books.  On Christmas morning, I found a Christmas dress draped over a pillow (from my Grandma Woodward), and a locket in my stocking.  I got to wear them to to church.

My locket.

We unwrapped presents after church.  I got some yarn, a book of Disney flute songs, a new leather glasses case, some toe socks, and a book about food photography.

Here is a picture I took using advice from by photography book.

Later that day we went to Grandma’s house and did another round of presents.  I got a yoga book and a music stand!

About 30 years ago, Grandma and Grandpa went to Israel.  Grandpa got an ankh ring for Grandma for their anniversary.  It was very special to her, and she always wore it. About three or four years ago, she came to help us bottle pears.  She took off her ankh ring and her wedding ring, but couldn't find them when we were done.  She finally found her wedding ring at the bottom of her purse, but she never found her ankh ring.  So this Christmas, Mom and Dad decided to get her another one.  They looked for a design on the internet, but there was nothing that looked right.  So they made a rough design and to it to John Beesley, a friend of dad’s, who is a goldsmith.  He perfected the design, and made the ring.  He asked them if they wanted anything engraved on the inside.  After careful consideration, they decided to engrave “Keep away from pears!” in it.  Grandpa presented it to her as the last gift of the night.  You should have seen her face when she opened it!!

Priceless!!!

This is what the ring looked like.

Hope you all have a very merry Christmas season, and a happy new year!!

For Misty

As most of you know, our family bought two love birds about 7 months ago.  I was the one who wanted them, so I was put in charge of them.  Their names were Romeo and Juliette, but we called them Kiwi and Misty.  About a month ago Misty laid 3 beautiful little white eggs.  But after a month, they showed no signs of hatching, and the cage was starting to smell, so Mom told me to clean their cage, and we would take the eggs out one at a time, so that Misty wouldn’t notice.  Mom got the cage out and went out of the room.I took the nesting box out, and set it on the open door of the cage.  Kiwi ran out of the nesting box and sat on the top of the cage.  I opened the cage to see how Misty was doing.  I expected to see her looking up at me with that protective look like she always does when I open the nesting box.  But she was just sprawled out at the bottom.  Her eyes were blank, and she was not moving.  I yelled for Mom and she said Misty had died.  We don’t know how.  She might have been depressed because the eggs didn’t hatch, or she might have died of exhaustion from taking care of the eggs to long.  Or maybe it was just her time to go.  I was crying all night.  We made a casket for her out of a check box, and covered and carpeted it with pictures that we drew for her.  We buried her behind the house with her eggs.  Here are the pictures we put on her casket.

From Me:   

From Mark:

From Abbie:

From Spencer:

So I just wanted to write this post For Misty.  We love you and miss you and will see you again someday!

Recipe of the Week

Black Bean Pie

1 green pepper, chopped
1/3 cup onion, chopped
2 cloves garlic, minced
½ tsp. cumin
1 tsp. salt
1/8 tsp. pepper
2 cans black beans, rinsed and drained
1 cup of water
10 oz. frozen corn
2 ½ cups shredded cheese
4 flour tortillas

Combine green  pepper, onion, garlic, spices, beans and water. Bring to a boil. Simmer until most of the liquid is gone about 8-10 minutes. Stir in corn.
Layer:  tortillas, beans, cheese (four times) in a glass pan. Bake at 400 until heated through, about 20 minutes. Cut into wedges to serve.  Serve with sour cream, salsa, guacamole etc..

The Best Christmas Pageant Ever

This year I was in The Best Christmas Pageant Ever, a production from Spanish Fork Youth Theater, directed by Sister Christensen.  I was in the angel chorus.  I also had one line when I ran across the stage screaming with one of the main characters on my back.  It was lots of fun, and I am hoping to do it again next year!