My Eye

In keeping with my gracefulness, I got hit with a chunk of wood by an angry dwarf. 

*laughs* Just kidding. About the dwarf I mean. I really did get hit in the eye by a chunk of wood. It was on a falconry trip last Saturday. for the full story, go to 

the-snooze.blogspot.com/2009/01what-happened.html

As a result, I am on eye drops to help it heal. One of the drops keeps my eye dilated. The weird side effect is that it changes the focus of my vision. normally I am myopic. But now I can't focus on the close things; rather I now focus best on things about two feet away from me. This causes problems with my glasses....

Special Outfit

Daniel picked out my dress and gave me the necklace for Christmas.

History in the Making!

Two momentous things happened today! I learned how to turn a spindle on a lathe, and got my licence 4 years after I turned 16. Take a guess which was my favorite...

Daniel and I drove out to the country to visit his aunt and uncle. After showing me around the adorable cabin and Uncle Dave's wood shop, Uncle Dave taught me how to turn a spindle. I got the hang of it pretty quickly, and enjoyed making various cuts with different tools and experimenting to see what I could come up with. He's promised that another time we'll learn to make a bowl together.

Daniel drove me home in time for my appointment with the DMV. My hands were sweating so much they stuck to the steering wheel. I passed rather nicely; but as a point of pride, wished I could've done better.

Free Food for Sitting in a Car

There's an event going on on the campus green right now: some Pontiac dealer is having a promo. I went down to see it because I heard about free hot dogs. But to get the free hot dog, one had to stop at some booths and complete the activity. I chose the photo booth, where I sat in a sweet yellow convertible.

Homecoming Princess?

I was nominated to Homecoming Court here at KSU! After submitting an application, I had a short interview. After talking about my faith in God several times in the interview, I thought I would just be lucky getting on the court! But now that I made it to the court, I am campaigning
win Princess. Here at KSU, we have a winner from each class, and thus a name for each of the winners. Only the seniors are King and Queen.

I never thought I would say this, but I want these crocs: http://www.surfanddirt.com/nofear/dept.asp?s_id=1&dept_name=Alice+Crocs+Shoes&dept_id=6357&WT.svl=deptnav2

Most of the crocs are hideous, and I've sworn never to wear those. Did you know they made furry croc boots? Yep, fur on the top connected to a regular croc shoe without the ventilation holes.

Hopechest

I am cleaning out my hopechest tonight. It brings back such a flood of memories! I started it when I was twelve with the purchase of a rolling pin for twelve dollars.

Happily, most of it I still love and it makes me smile remembering when or how I got it; and the girlish hopes I infused that purchase with. Other things I don't really care for much anymore, yet they also have strong memories attached that I cannot bear to part with it. Like some of my cow stuff: I still think its cute, but I no longer dream of decorating my house with Holstein dairy cows. I still keep it (even when some cows look angry) because that was such a big part of my life at one point. The rest of it is going in the garage sale.