"Anan's (not so) Randomness!"

Here I Sit

Anan — Sun, 18 May 2008 12:09:48 -0600

Ahem. Rather than standing on firm ground, I'm sitting here in front of the computer stewing away. How many pent-up feelings can one person hold? I can't seem to determine whether these particular feelings are ones that I really should "share" or if that would be too mean given the nature of these objections etc.. I'm great at saying things behind people's backs, but what about telling the person I'm talking about what I really think about stuff? Gah!

I *so* need a little black dress right about now. Not to mention an evil-looking walking stick, impressive hat, and powerful round-toe pumps. Yes precious.

Hm. People keep asking me what I want for my birthday. I honestly haven't given the matter any thought. I've been far too busy. A basketball? A club? The kitchen sink? Maybe some repulsive "perfume" to keep people away. Or eyeliner so I could *really* look like Susan. (Just kidding Grandma!) Oooo... Liberty Print Jack Purcells. A Camelback, a new tiara, an English Springer Spaniel ( :P), or a dead fish.

cake, math, organ, and sewing

Anan — Thu, 15 May 2008 21:50:54 -0600

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.

If you don't have anything nice to say...

Anan — Mon, 12 May 2008 13:01:44 -0600

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

When Does it Cease to be a Skirt?

Anan — Wed, 07 May 2008 20:42:09 -0600

Ok. So we've been getting hand-me-downs from peeple at Bosch. Today we got a bag of stuff that's mostly my size. Some of it is obviously bleck, especially the mini skirt. That thing looks like something chewed on it... I think it's supposed to be that way. I tried it on as an experiment. Gah! It's the scariest feeling! I totally grossed myself out.

So why are girls so enthralled by feeling half naked? Hmmm? *shudders* It's just wrong. Add a very tight shirt that's just long enough to touch the top of the "skirt" and you're "All That", otherwise known as "Nothing At All".

If only I had the guts to have a nice sweet little talk with all my peers who are "attired" in this manner. It's more than likely that I will simply continue to avert my eyes, even as I instruct my brothers to do so.

My Kind of Dance Class

Anan — Tue, 06 May 2008 17:34:31 -0600

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!

Oh the joy of Tuesday

Anan — Tue, 06 May 2008 10:35:54 -0600

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?

Hehehe

Anan — Thu, 01 May 2008 14:56:07 -0600

Bad me shouldn't have sent this email to MH.

">I want to see it

>-Nick

Is that a hint? Don't worry, I'll go with you Nick-Ig. *poke*

-Anan"

But I just couldn't resist. *evil grin* It's very likely that we will end up going in the same group to wee it though, so I wasn't be incredibly ridiculous, just somewhat.

I so need a chainmail tunic, and I could easily make a full, embroidered skirt with my embroidery machine. (No, not Mr. PFAFF, a different one.) Is it even a skirt? It almost looks like an overskirt thingy over full trousers, but this is Narnia... do they have such things in Narnia? Also, why doesn't Edmund get shiny boots? It just isn't fair!

Another Basement Picture

Anan — Wed, 30 Apr 2008 09:54:46 -0600

Why must I always take pictures in the basement? Duh Anna! Because everywhere else there are little children running around and asking for a piece of cake. Silly me.

The middle is unfinished 'cuz that's where the second tier is supposed to go. Stinkin' crummy "lighting".

I'm ready for a nap now... Fake smile.

Wedding Cake Rant

Anan — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 21:49:11 -0600

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...

Oh! The Profound Depths!

Anan — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 20:02:54 -0600

...Of Anan's reading level...

Suggested reading: George and Martha: The Complete Stories of Two Best Friends

http://www.amazon.com/George-Martha-Complete-Stories-Friends/dp/0395851580/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1209434008&sr=8-1

And if you're too proud to read it to yourself... read it to a little kid (or at least someone who's younger [have fun with that]) and then you can pretend that it's for the other person's benefit, when it's really because you desperately want to read it. I did tell you to after all. :-D