Anan's (not-so) Randomness!

Need I say more?

I've been suitably stressed out about the upcoming wedding cake. It will go off without a hitch no doubt, but I'm already pretty anxious about various things so I'm tending to overreact. *gasp* I might have to tranport the iced cake within Fort Wayne rather than just putting it together on campus. It can't possibly be as bad as my last wedding cake transportation experience.

I did pre-algebra in three days this week. I already knew virtually all the concepts but I need review badly and I'm delving into Alg. 1 and 2 in the same program so it was good to get used to the format. I've re-named the Math-U-See instructor "Mr. Dummy". My siblings don't know who I'm talking about.

May 25 is speedily approaching and I'm way too scared. I never expected to learn Divine Service 1 in this amount of time. Not that I'm sure exactly how long I've been working on it, but I would have hoped for more prep time. If I get a chance to practice on the Our Redeemer organ between now and then I'll feel much better about the whole thing. Once you've played a hymn on a tracker it sounds wonderful every time you play it afterwards (or some such nonsense).

I managed to stay awake 'till midnight (It's pretty late now isn't it?) sewing yesterday. I had been pretty stressed-out over the prospect of not finishing my latest sewing project (from the pattern above) but now that I've got the bodice and all the bound buttonholes completed I can sleep. Of course that didn't work last night. Once I finally lay down I simply couldn't close my eyes for thinking about what seemed to be countless unresolved issues. When I finally did drop off into la-la land I had the nightmare of the century just to help matters. The lovely "dreem" doubtless occured around 7:30 because that's when I should be awake and the fact that I was still asleep must have angered my dreeming self.

Quote other people!

"Dancing is one of the refinements of polished society."- (paraphrased) Lord Lucas

"And every unpolished society. Every savage can dance."-Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice

"And from that day to this the Chinese have always thought it wise to give their children little, short names instead of great long names."- Tikki Tikki Tembo

"'Are you going back to the old Connors orchard to meet Kilmeny Gordon?' For a moment an angry flush burned in Eric's face. It was more Mrs. Williamson's tone than her words which startled and annoyed him. 'Yes, I am, Mrs. Williamson,' he said coldly. 'What of it?' 'Then, sir,' said Mrs. Williamson with more firmness, 'I have got to tell you that I don't think you are doing right. I have been suspecting all along that that was where you went every evening, but I haven't said a word to any one about it. (...) Do Kilmeny's uncle and aunt know that you are meeting here there?'  (...) 'That might break her heart, because you couldn't ever marry a dumb girl like her. So I don't think you ought to be meeting her so often in this fashion. It isn't right, Master. Don't go to the orchard again.' (...) Mrs. Williamson's words had torn away the delusive veil with which he had bound his eyes. He was face to face with the knowledge that he loved Kilmeny Gordon with the love that comes but once, and is for all time. (...) All night he struggled against the new emotions that threatened to sweep away the 'common sense' which David Baker had bade him take with him when he went a-wooing." -Kilmeny of the Orchard by L.M. Montgomery

I still hate dancing. Despite that... I think I'll take dance classes and do the that whole thing at some point (maybe in college) just to be rebellious against... something. Though I still prefer that dance classes stay on canvas and in the past.

It's very likely that I'll be too busy in college with regular classes, and that's ok too. In fact it's fantastic!

The desktop let me on Gmail for the first time in weeks. I is so velly happy. Even better than that is the fact that it's Tuesday. Why is Tuesday so great? Chiefly because nothing happens on Tuesday. I don't have to go anywhere if I don't want to, Monday is over, and everybody is gone but Benjamin for most of the day.

As crytical as I am of pretty much everything ever made, I am far from being a movie crytic. I don't care if it's good or not. If it's entertaining and isn't horendously unappropriate then I'm happy. Ahem. I get a big "kick" out of "27 Dresses". It's about dresses! Woot! It is sadly lacking in the homemade dress department. If I feel like watching a movie with dressmaking in it I'll have to resort to "Enchanted". Needless to say... I bugged Mom until she went out and got 27 Dresses last week. Then we had to watch it two times. *contented sigh*

When does the Narnia movie come out anyway?

First-off I want to say "Thank You!" to Doreana. I might even email her to that effect. Why? Because she knows that their cake (Sam's too of course) will be gorgeous without ever seeing or tasting a sample cake. I could hug her.

What inspired this? Because I just spent an hour icing the two double-layer tiers of somebody else's sample wedding cake. Tip for wedding cake shoppers: if it looks like a two year old could do it, it probably isn't easy. Really! I have no skill in making icing look like Baked Alaska! (In texture at least...) What really annoys me is that there had to be two tiers with two layers each. Just get one tier for your sample cake if you have to have a sample. Your cake decorator/chef whatever will love you. You'll get flowers and candy on your doorstep! (Home-made candy too!)

For you see, I only have one 6" square pan and one 10" square pan, so if I have to make them double layered then it's necessary to bake them in two shifts, cleaning and re-greasing, flouring, and re-wetting the "magi-cake strips". This is an absolute pain in my opinion. Maybe if I was getting paid $30 an hour I wouldn't mind, but that isn't the case.

Maybe I'll take pictures of the stupid thing when it's done, or I'll try to forget about it until I have to take another, larger shot at it in 2009...

Must Sleep... and get up and pipe stinkin' little flowers...

Yay! Another perky post! *pats herself on the back*

Even as I'm floundering through this school year I'm already started in on negative things about the upcoming one. *sigh* This is what comes of Anna being home for two whole days. 9_6

For one thing... Maggie will be elsewhere for a good part of the year. Who can I trust to strangle me at the right times if Maggie isn't around? Hmmm? Hmmm? I'm looking for volunteers. I might even make an application form. Oo! I know! Nickolai! He would gladly strangle me whenever... I'll just ask Maggie to give him lessons on how to do it properly. So when I'm not telling him all about my struggles with siblings etc. he can keep me in line. He'll need a badge and... and... and... a handbook! Yes! That's it!

And then even more peeple will be tripping off to college land. Traitors. Of course I'm one to talk since It's pretty likely that I'll be filling out stinkin' college applications in less than a year. Though I doubt that I can be responsible enough to do that. *shrugs* (No, I'm not asking for a pity party, but feel free to have one anyway.)

In other news: I've watched the first four episodes of LOST. I was dissapointed that The Thing didn't come and eat the dog when it was tied to that tree. I don't think that I'll become addicted. I can't really like a show when I can't predict every twist of the plot. I like feeling like I control the story line. It might also mean that I like brainless movies/TV shows, and you can think that if you want.

p.s. I'm not in the depths of despair.

Recently my dear friend Sarah (who authors the Adiaphoron) told me that I'm always cheerful. I denied that of course. She then stated it again and I let it stay at that.

What she said made me realize something halfway profound! When I am around people who assume that I am always cheerful, I feel cheerful! If they are treating me in a cheerful manner, it is partly becuase they believe that I will be cheerful right back! So perhaps... if *I* treat other people in the way I would if they were being cheerful themselves, they *would* be cheerful! Wouldn't you be more inclined to be cheerful if people weren't reacting to everything you said and did in a negative way?

I am very guilty of reacting to what people do and say in a negative manner. I know I won't be able to eradicate this behavior, but perhaps, by the grace of God, I can do better. Perhaps the way I behave towards my family members will improve the over all mood in the Horner house.

No doubt all of you haven fallen off of your chairs due to this creepily positive post. I honestly didn't give my password to some perky person! Annabelle wrote this all by herself! You can tell *that* by the quality of the grammar anyways.

It has been said:  "what girls say and do can be completely different from what they're feeling..." I must agree with this statement. So... Should we always say exactly what we're feeling? I've considered going back through all my blog posts and editing them so they say what I was actually feeling. That would be rather interesting wouldn't it? Or maybe I should just write some new posts in which I say what I'm actually feeling. OooOoooOoo...

LOL  I know that this statement isn't meant to apply strictly to blog posts. But even if I always said exactly what I meant or was feeling in normal conversation <shudders> I would have to learn to not think or "feel" things. Unless I wanted to continue feeling and thinking the same things and just start telling people about them.

In other words, we have good reasons for not always saying exactly what we're feeling. Life would be awfully frightening if we did...

I *also* realize that the above statement is not saying that we should start saying what we really feel. It's just bemoaning the fact that we don't usually.

Hmm...  What if we always did what we felt like doing? Oo! Now *there's* an idea!