Dinner today: soup. Made by our (lovely) chef, Erik J. Heels. "Hey! How about squeezy cheese in our soup today?" Holding the Kraft squeezy cheese spray can over the pan. Sam goes like, "DAD... DON'T... please..." I'm thinking of the (gross) artificial taste of the sharp cheddar on the Ritz crackers that expired 2 days ago. (And don't ask why we have the squeezy cheese.) I'm imagining that mac and cheese artificial in-a-can-couldn't-be-more-convenient ... in soup. Dad squirts it. I giggle. Sam puts his hand on his forehead. (While Ben plays Animal Crossing.) I wonder who invented that dumb idea for cheese in a squirty can. Honestly, is it really that difficult to slice cheese?! Some guy goes like, "Ya know... I could go for some cheese and crackers... but I don't wanna SLICE cheese... cleanin' all kinds a knifes..." (Relationship to Brian Regan's peanut butter in the same jar joke.) Plus, it makes it even more gross that it doesn't have to be refrigerated. Save room in your tiny little cube fridges, for you college peeps out there.
So, for future reference to all you future famous cooks in the 5 star restaurants (maybe a few in Paris, yes, home of the everything), NEVER put squeezy cheese in your soups, or any of your dishes for that matter. I'm sure it'll make a large difference in the rating of your restaurant if you use normal cheese. Large emphasis on normal.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Trip to Clock Tower in Maynard
You know how my dad works in Maynard, in the Clock Tower Place? Yeah, well just yesterday, I got to go way up into the clock tower, like, where the clock is. The thing that makes this building so special. It was pretty early, around 7:45 AM. Heating up there, too. Not bad, clock people, not bad. (I brought my reversible coat with me just in case-- yeah, reversible, the whole 2 in 1 deal. Fleece on one side, and a wind braker on the other!)
You would think that it would be super loud when the bell rings in the tower, right? Yeah, well, you thought wrong. No covering of ears is required. Woot!!
It's pretty cool up there, though. A LOT of graffiti, and signing, all that mark it down stuff. I signed my name :) :) :) If one of you guys go up there, and you see Sonja Heels <3 written in sharpie anywhere, that's me!!! They have these tubular lights, and during Christmas, they pop out the tube lights and slide on the red and green covers. Aha!! Everyone's gotta love Christmas.
I don't know about you, but firewalls in that building especially, scare the heck out of me. I can just see them being held back by a small string and every time I pass by one of them, I'm like praying to myself that it wont snap and close. And those things are heavy to drag back, and I'm not the strongest person in the world. (More on the weaker half... crap.) I know, I know, don't throw it at me. I know they keep me safe and all, but what if one snaps and there isn't a fire?! I know I've been in that building at least 100 times, but it's all a maze to me.
Anyway, it was pretty cool. (Thanks Skip!!) I stayed at work for the day with dad. With 2 bottles of raspberry ice tea.
You would think that it would be super loud when the bell rings in the tower, right? Yeah, well, you thought wrong. No covering of ears is required. Woot!!
It's pretty cool up there, though. A LOT of graffiti, and signing, all that mark it down stuff. I signed my name :) :) :) If one of you guys go up there, and you see Sonja Heels <3 written in sharpie anywhere, that's me!!! They have these tubular lights, and during Christmas, they pop out the tube lights and slide on the red and green covers. Aha!! Everyone's gotta love Christmas.
I don't know about you, but firewalls in that building especially, scare the heck out of me. I can just see them being held back by a small string and every time I pass by one of them, I'm like praying to myself that it wont snap and close. And those things are heavy to drag back, and I'm not the strongest person in the world. (More on the weaker half... crap.) I know, I know, don't throw it at me. I know they keep me safe and all, but what if one snaps and there isn't a fire?! I know I've been in that building at least 100 times, but it's all a maze to me.
Anyway, it was pretty cool. (Thanks Skip!!) I stayed at work for the day with dad. With 2 bottles of raspberry ice tea.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Trying to Connect AB
I'm a go-getter person. For example, there is an odd gap of missing sidewalks on a very large street in Acton, going into Boxborough. Just yesterday, I sent out a hand written business letter to both Acton and Boxborough Town Halls requesting sidewalks to fill the gap, connect the towns, and- bonus: so I (and other people living in my neighborhood) can walk/bike to school, and other places, like Village Art, the De Capri Pizza place, the farmers market each Sunday, and to my music lessons at Acton Music Center. It just makes sense.
Here is the letter that I wrote to both town halls:
Dear friends at the town hall,
I am writing to you because I am concerned about the sidewalks on Massachusetts Avenue. (Route 111.) They run from (approx.) 411 Massachusetts Avenue to Juniper Ridge Road, past the intersection of Central Street and Massachusetts Avenue.
I would be grateful if we could figure out a plan to build sidewalks from Juniper Ridge Road to the Sargent Memorial Library in Boxborough. I have noticed this odd gap because the sidewalks begin again at the library. I think it would be a wise idea to connect the two towns of Acton and Boxborough. Kids like me (from Applewood Village, in the middle of the sidewalk gap) can walk/bike to school, and other places that are connected by sidewalks. It would close up the odd gap, connect the towns, and it would be a nice addition to the recently paved intersection.
Thank you for your time. For your information, I have also sent this message to the (Acton/Boxborough) Town Hall.
Sincerely,
Sonja W. Heels (Age 12)
I thought the whole fact that a 12 year old was worrying about this kind of stuff would be a neat fact to toss in there. More info later, when someone responds to my request. (Are you listening??) It's obviously not going to take one letter to make it happen, but the first one is most important. I will publish every message that comes in and goes out. Soon, hopefully, there will be sidewalks there. :) I'm on my way!! I would like sidewalks. I request sidewalks. Phase 2: ________.
Here is the letter that I wrote to both town halls:
Dear friends at the town hall,
I am writing to you because I am concerned about the sidewalks on Massachusetts Avenue. (Route 111.) They run from (approx.) 411 Massachusetts Avenue to Juniper Ridge Road, past the intersection of Central Street and Massachusetts Avenue.
I would be grateful if we could figure out a plan to build sidewalks from Juniper Ridge Road to the Sargent Memorial Library in Boxborough. I have noticed this odd gap because the sidewalks begin again at the library. I think it would be a wise idea to connect the two towns of Acton and Boxborough. Kids like me (from Applewood Village, in the middle of the sidewalk gap) can walk/bike to school, and other places that are connected by sidewalks. It would close up the odd gap, connect the towns, and it would be a nice addition to the recently paved intersection.
Thank you for your time. For your information, I have also sent this message to the (Acton/Boxborough) Town Hall.
Sincerely,
Sonja W. Heels (Age 12)
I thought the whole fact that a 12 year old was worrying about this kind of stuff would be a neat fact to toss in there. More info later, when someone responds to my request. (Are you listening??) It's obviously not going to take one letter to make it happen, but the first one is most important. I will publish every message that comes in and goes out. Soon, hopefully, there will be sidewalks there. :) I'm on my way!! I would like sidewalks. I request sidewalks. Phase 2: ________.
...Backfire on the Peter Cactus Rescue
Sorry, guys!! After we repotted the 4 cacti, (P, E, T, and ER) they died several weeks later. Whether it was too much water, or just so much confusion on what pot will really be there final pot, (don't ask me how a cactus gets confused) or because they were dying anyway, or a combination of some of them, we don't know. I guess when a cactus starts to get brown at the bottom (which in cactus code, case you guys don't know, means death) there is no stopping it now. We can still pass on the Peter tradition with moms half of the cactus. She most likely won't chop it up (especially after hearing our little adventure with dads half...) but one of us will inherit it when we get older, then we don't over water it, then Peter lives again.
Plus, we can always go back to the original source, the original Peter the cactus.. (the one that actually has arms) and maybe get a small piece from it and see what we can do.
I just wanted to keep you all up to date. Here's a few pictures of the cacti I took on my phone before they died: (I could only grab some pics after T died, so here in the pics are 3 cacti: P, (the one with the normal head) E, (the tall one) and ER. (The short stubby guy.)
This is ER, wimpy with no more life. Poor guy... No more green parts on him.
This is P, healthy and green. :)
This is the only picture I could find of E, and you can see in this pic
that the sides are getting all dark, brownish, icky, and deathly.
Oh, and now dad is planting grass in the old cactus pots. ...Oh, dad.
I thought you guys would get a kick out of this:
Ouch...
Plus, we can always go back to the original source, the original Peter the cactus.. (the one that actually has arms) and maybe get a small piece from it and see what we can do.
I just wanted to keep you all up to date. Here's a few pictures of the cacti I took on my phone before they died: (I could only grab some pics after T died, so here in the pics are 3 cacti: P, (the one with the normal head) E, (the tall one) and ER. (The short stubby guy.)
that the sides are getting all dark, brownish, icky, and deathly.
This is a picture of ER when he was healthy, (ish...) but as you can
see, the top of it, where it got chopped, started to get all brown and gross. Never chop a cactus, no matter how tall. It will die. And don't over water it. That just makes things worse.
Oh, and now dad is planting grass in the old cactus pots. ...Oh, dad.
I thought you guys would get a kick out of this:
Ouch...Tuesday, August 17, 2010
How I Made Over $100 On The iPhone
Pretty crazy, huh? Here's how it all began: I was visiting my grandparents for the Thanksgiving break. I had just recently received my new iPhone, and my dad was just heading out the door to go home to take my oldest brother to a swim meet or something while me and my brother were staying in Maine for the next few days. I was browsing the app store soon before he left, and literally right before he left with his arms full, he typed in his apple password on my iPhone which allowed me to get Doodle Buddy. A very insane last-minute thing, if you ask me. He was typing with his pinky finger and his arms were full and one foot was out the door and he's trying to hold the door open. We are such klutz these days.I love doodling and drawing and arts of many kinds (except for watercolor.. it always gets so messy and ends up looking all stained, no offense to the watercolor artists reading this... I just never seemed interested.) so this application looked fascinating, plus I loved the fact that it was 100% FREE. I'm sitting on the couch and I'm taking turns asking my grandpa, grandma and great aunt (Luv ya, Granny Hannie!!) of an idea of what to draw.
So how does simple doodle fun have to do with making money? Well, one evening I was just lying around, pondering about how to make money. (Classical for an 11 year old, right?) I had a recent idea to make earrings and sell them online, but I hadn't gone very far with that idea. (I have the materials, its just that I can't get the wire into a loop with the pliers! It's so hard! I give up.) You see, I'm a real business kind of person- I love making money rather than just waiting every month for my $20 allowance. So I asked my grandma (thanks for the great idea!! I'll never forget it was you!) what would be a good way to make some money for the holiday shopping season and just to have cash in general. She loved all my doodles and said, 'Why don't you make little holiday cards out of those spectacular doodles of yours?' At first I thought she was kidding, because first of all, how the heck am I going to get it on good, thick paper? I didn't even have a color printer. So she explained to me how I could print it on shiny glossy photo paper (oooh.. shiny..) and fold it four ways to make a blank holiday card. After she convinced me how it could all really work, I got extremely excited.
I had fun experimenting with my tiny little finger what it could doodle and what holiday designs might be nice. I would love to share with you all my designs, but I'm having trouble finding a watermark to put on it right now, and I don't want some freak copying my artwork. We can all understand that, can't we? :) No one likes the freaky stealer. Ooh, they're the worst.
(Anyway...) So I uploaded them onto their computer and went crazy about how we could go door-to-door in my old neighborhood and selling cards, what the prices would be, how many cards in each pack, the whole envelope situation, etc. I was going bananas.
Finally Sunday came, and I couldn't wait to tell dad my brilliant plan. (Wow, that sounds like I'm in an evil movie of some sort all of a sudden. "I have the evil plan all set, master!" "Excellent! We leave at midnight...") I showed him all three sample cards that we would take door-to-door, and I had decided the prices and the packs and the envelopes. Here's how it works: 5 cards (of one design.. sorry, no variety here people. If you want variety... I don't know, listen to 104.5 or something. Jen and Steve in the mornin'.) and 5 envelopes in one pack, $7 a pack. We would buy the envelopes at Staples. He approved of the designs, and said that we would launch the business next week. I couldn't wait to get started.
About a week after we had gotten back from Maine, on a Friday night, (Nickelodeon, Spongebob, "Squidward! We're having a NIGHT shift!! Night night night night NIGHT night night night NIGHT night night night, nanana-night! -naNIGHT!!" Squidward, "Will you be QUIET?!") we decided to visit my old neighborhood for going door-to-door. I had my clipboard all ready, along with some change.
The cocoa/hot chocolate/coffee/tea card was very very popular. So many people saw it first as was like, 'Oh my. This is perfect!' I swear everyone loves it! I almost felt bad for the other designs. Anyway, my dad also ordered some for himself because I think he really enjoyed me having my very own little business, plus he probably needed some holiday cards anyway. What great convenience!
It doesn't take all that long to process orders. First you go to www.staples.com and order the necessary amount of pieces of paper with the designs in the lower right hand corner, taking up exactly 1/4 of the page. (You can order stuff at Staples Copy Center online) Then we ordered envelopes in bulk. A lot of envelopes!! Then when the order is ready which only takes a day or so, you just pick it up at your local Staples, then I had to get down to business and start folding. With all those Cocoa/Hot chocolate/coffee/tea cards that were so popular, I had a TON of folding to do. Once it was all done though, I gathered five envelopes with five cards, and tied a color coordinating ribbon around them and plopped the packet into the little 'ready for delivery' bin. :)
Unfortunately, for now, at least, I'm only going door-to-door with this. I would love to share these with all of you guys, but I still gotta live my life. I'm going into Junior High, (grades...homework, studying...) I have 2 dance classes (tap and ballet...), band & after school flute classes, plus I'm hoping to do track in the spring. I'm rereading the Maximum Ride series because it makes me laugh out loud, literally, and makes people stare at me, I'm putting my new room together at my moms new house (yes..... just my mom... get it now?... a hint hint.. and a winky... yup..) with painting and curtains and all that jazz, I've got to manage this blog, and my e-mail, and soon to be FaceBook & Twitter, and catch up on all the Red Sox news, and, oh yeah, I think it would be just a tad too much if I tried to cram in an online business in there, don't ya think?? Sorry guys. If I can find a program that puts a free watermark on photos diagonally across the photo, comment below. Thanks.
Oh, and just a shout out FYI, I'm doing AlphaGraphics instead of Staples now. Cheaper. Better. All that quality stuff. Sorry, staples. We'll still buy school stuff from ya. Everybody knows that Staples is easy.. except for large copy orders in their copy center. But hey, how often do you come along one of those anyway, unless you are printing holiday cards? Hmm.. oh, wait, if you're me, then pretty darn often!! See ya later!!
Special thanks to Pinger, Inc. who created the Doodle Buddy application. This is by far my favorite drawing app. No wonder it's the #1 application for productivity. :) Also, I know that Pinger, Inc. has created Doodle Buddy Holiday, but I don't think that I'm going to get that application. Sorry, but look how far I've gotten with Doodle Buddy already. :)
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Weekend in NH
Last weekend, my family went up to NH to visit my cousins. That was a great time, let me tell you. We packed on Thursday night, and left at 8:30 on Friday. We stopped by Dunkin' Donuts for breakfast. I felt so bad.. because large 4-people orders at Dunkin' Donuts are always so annoying. Great.. now I was apart of one. Of course, all these old (don't take that word the wrong way...) people are staring at me, obviously very impatient to get there coffee and get the heck out of there to work. Sorry, but I was hungry. Anyway, the ride up was pretty good. Nothing interesting. Anyway, we'll do it by day to make things simple.
Day 1: Lunch at the blueberry picking place with very impressive sandwiches and chocolate milk. We went to go visit the goats at the same place. They had those little things where you stick in a quarter, and you can get a handful of goat food. They were super cute!! The little baby goats! We put some of the food in a little bucket attached to a pulley system. (Comedy Central Stand Up, Brian Regan,"Alright, we fill these grand pianos with lead. See how many you can haul into that third story window in 30 seconds. I'm at home, "Put it down!! They don't need to be up there! I'm SURE of it!" You'd think one of them would say, "Why don't we rig up a pulley system?"") Anyway.. We dropped the food off at the top of this wooden staircase, so the goats could get it when they were hungry. The place also had cute swingsets. Time to bring out our inner-kiddy-ness. They had your average swings, and then these crazy goat and moose swings.. made out of tires. (Now that's recycling, people!!) I will say, it did take some (Who'm I kidding? You had to tie yourself in a knot in the weirdest position! We looked pretty weird..) effort to figure out how to sit on them without the bottom dragging on the floor! Fun, though. I'm holding on to the rubbery moose ears, shoving my butt back and forth, god it looked so weird. Of course, these things were made for tiny people. We were so living life alright.
When we got back to my cousins house, (they live right by a river) we set up the tents and sleeping gear for the night. As classical camping summer times go, we sleep by the river. Who cares if it's supposed to rain?
We had a BBQ for dinner, and a game of Risk (my favorite game of all time!! I know... you'd think my favorite game would be something like Candy Land or Monopoly or something like that. Nope. I LOVE taking over the world!!) after dinner. I didn't do too well.. I tried to conquer Europe first, which was so difficult, because there where a whole bunch of ways for other "enemies" to invade. Whatever.. it was fun. :)
That night, (it was supposed to rain) it didn't rain very much.. at all. Very peaceful night. Down by the river, a small fire to scare away the mosquitos, and a lantern. Is this your typical camping or what?!
Day 2:
Fresh bright morning = Happy Sonja. We had blueberry pancakes, and bacon. Here's a quick random fact of the day: My dad's breakfast motto: You can't have a bad day, AND bacon.
I love my cuz, Jen. She's the best. (Here that Jen? :) :) :) Luv ya!!!) We went horse back riding. Okay, before I get going on the details of that trail ride, let me tell you about my family and horses. So, my mom is kind of scared of horses. That's okay, mom. :) The first time I went horseback riding was in 5th grade. My parents won a free horseback riding lesson from my schools yearly auction. It was like, literally, about 3 days before the offer expired when we had the lesson. It was late fall, and I got to have a private lesson in there indoor place. I rode a large pony (yes, it is still a pony) named Tiki. She was so fun. I'm not very good at trotting, because my butt keeps banging on the saddle, but I'll work on it. It was amazing!! They let me brush her, and hug her, and take her little strappy things off her legs after the lesson was done, she was so sweet.
Anyway, Jen and I went on a trail ride. It was SO great. Time of my life! It was hilarious. Up in the beautiful bright blue sky, 3 dogs enthusiastically running around, cows mooing at us, because we disturbed them. It was like, "Hurry! The cows are angry! Go! Go!" And the horses would poop whenever they want. Be like, "up- wait-- we got a pooper, hold it!!" it was pretty funny.
Afterward, Jen and I went to Subway for lunch, and also got ice cream at this adorable pink place with homemade ice cream. I had oreo. I need to learn how to make my own ice cream! That was delicious!! (Thanks so much Jen!!!!)
My feet were disgusting and sweaty in my boots. I made progress in my book (Maximum Ride: Saving The World And Other Extreme Sports. I'm reading them again!!) while we waited for the boys to come home from climbing Black Mountain. We all laid low afterward and we watched the Tour De France (should be called Tour De Lance) until dinner time. We ordered pizza, and we had another game of risk. This time I was slightly more successful, but I'll admit, not by much. Sam came and took all my armies out in one turn. Half of Asia, and all of Australia in one turn, I was dead. Whatever. We're playing again when we get home.
Day 3:
*RING RING RING!!!* A loud voice that we couldn't tell whether it was Nate or Mark, shouting, "BREAKFAST!!!" I could tell that had startled dad awake. There's ups and downs to everything. I was already awake in my tent.. just lying around, reading Maximum Ride (by James Patterson, best books ever!!) ... A few seconds later, I heard Jen shout back up, requesting an omelet. ...Alright then. I threw on my Camp Calumet sweatshirt, and some wet crocs from the rain last night, and head up the hill toward the house with dad. Cinnamon Toast Crunch, leftover blueberry pancakes, bacon, and waffles. Awesome.
Later on, I went kayaking with Jen and Peter. We went to the other side of the river, were Vermont is. On the way back to the house, we discovered some odd looking, abandoned, poorly built hut. Peter went to explore. I decided I wanted to see what the heck was up there, too. ... The cost? Muddy, muddy, feet. Kinda gross. I didn't have shoes of course, so I just climbed up the small grassy hill, barefoot and covered in mud. Gross... yet fascinating. Inside was a newspaper with a date of February 21st, 2010, a picture of Britney Spears (probably from a magazine), dirty used tin foil, and an empty box of Sam Adams beer. ... Yeah.
We left around 2:00. Thanks for a great weekend, guys!! :)
Day 1: Lunch at the blueberry picking place with very impressive sandwiches and chocolate milk. We went to go visit the goats at the same place. They had those little things where you stick in a quarter, and you can get a handful of goat food. They were super cute!! The little baby goats! We put some of the food in a little bucket attached to a pulley system. (Comedy Central Stand Up, Brian Regan,"Alright, we fill these grand pianos with lead. See how many you can haul into that third story window in 30 seconds. I'm at home, "Put it down!! They don't need to be up there! I'm SURE of it!" You'd think one of them would say, "Why don't we rig up a pulley system?"") Anyway.. We dropped the food off at the top of this wooden staircase, so the goats could get it when they were hungry. The place also had cute swingsets. Time to bring out our inner-kiddy-ness. They had your average swings, and then these crazy goat and moose swings.. made out of tires. (Now that's recycling, people!!) I will say, it did take some (Who'm I kidding? You had to tie yourself in a knot in the weirdest position! We looked pretty weird..) effort to figure out how to sit on them without the bottom dragging on the floor! Fun, though. I'm holding on to the rubbery moose ears, shoving my butt back and forth, god it looked so weird. Of course, these things were made for tiny people. We were so living life alright.
When we got back to my cousins house, (they live right by a river) we set up the tents and sleeping gear for the night. As classical camping summer times go, we sleep by the river. Who cares if it's supposed to rain?
We had a BBQ for dinner, and a game of Risk (my favorite game of all time!! I know... you'd think my favorite game would be something like Candy Land or Monopoly or something like that. Nope. I LOVE taking over the world!!) after dinner. I didn't do too well.. I tried to conquer Europe first, which was so difficult, because there where a whole bunch of ways for other "enemies" to invade. Whatever.. it was fun. :)
That night, (it was supposed to rain) it didn't rain very much.. at all. Very peaceful night. Down by the river, a small fire to scare away the mosquitos, and a lantern. Is this your typical camping or what?!
Day 2:
Fresh bright morning = Happy Sonja. We had blueberry pancakes, and bacon. Here's a quick random fact of the day: My dad's breakfast motto: You can't have a bad day, AND bacon.
I love my cuz, Jen. She's the best. (Here that Jen? :) :) :) Luv ya!!!) We went horse back riding. Okay, before I get going on the details of that trail ride, let me tell you about my family and horses. So, my mom is kind of scared of horses. That's okay, mom. :) The first time I went horseback riding was in 5th grade. My parents won a free horseback riding lesson from my schools yearly auction. It was like, literally, about 3 days before the offer expired when we had the lesson. It was late fall, and I got to have a private lesson in there indoor place. I rode a large pony (yes, it is still a pony) named Tiki. She was so fun. I'm not very good at trotting, because my butt keeps banging on the saddle, but I'll work on it. It was amazing!! They let me brush her, and hug her, and take her little strappy things off her legs after the lesson was done, she was so sweet.
Anyway, Jen and I went on a trail ride. It was SO great. Time of my life! It was hilarious. Up in the beautiful bright blue sky, 3 dogs enthusiastically running around, cows mooing at us, because we disturbed them. It was like, "Hurry! The cows are angry! Go! Go!" And the horses would poop whenever they want. Be like, "up- wait-- we got a pooper, hold it!!" it was pretty funny.
Afterward, Jen and I went to Subway for lunch, and also got ice cream at this adorable pink place with homemade ice cream. I had oreo. I need to learn how to make my own ice cream! That was delicious!! (Thanks so much Jen!!!!)
My feet were disgusting and sweaty in my boots. I made progress in my book (Maximum Ride: Saving The World And Other Extreme Sports. I'm reading them again!!) while we waited for the boys to come home from climbing Black Mountain. We all laid low afterward and we watched the Tour De France (should be called Tour De Lance) until dinner time. We ordered pizza, and we had another game of risk. This time I was slightly more successful, but I'll admit, not by much. Sam came and took all my armies out in one turn. Half of Asia, and all of Australia in one turn, I was dead. Whatever. We're playing again when we get home.
Day 3:
*RING RING RING!!!* A loud voice that we couldn't tell whether it was Nate or Mark, shouting, "BREAKFAST!!!" I could tell that had startled dad awake. There's ups and downs to everything. I was already awake in my tent.. just lying around, reading Maximum Ride (by James Patterson, best books ever!!) ... A few seconds later, I heard Jen shout back up, requesting an omelet. ...Alright then. I threw on my Camp Calumet sweatshirt, and some wet crocs from the rain last night, and head up the hill toward the house with dad. Cinnamon Toast Crunch, leftover blueberry pancakes, bacon, and waffles. Awesome.
Later on, I went kayaking with Jen and Peter. We went to the other side of the river, were Vermont is. On the way back to the house, we discovered some odd looking, abandoned, poorly built hut. Peter went to explore. I decided I wanted to see what the heck was up there, too. ... The cost? Muddy, muddy, feet. Kinda gross. I didn't have shoes of course, so I just climbed up the small grassy hill, barefoot and covered in mud. Gross... yet fascinating. Inside was a newspaper with a date of February 21st, 2010, a picture of Britney Spears (probably from a magazine), dirty used tin foil, and an empty box of Sam Adams beer. ... Yeah.
We left around 2:00. Thanks for a great weekend, guys!! :)
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