Kaitlynology

That's What Friends Are For

2010-06-28T08:00:00.000-07:00

SNOW IN MILTON FLORIDA

2010-02-12T11:28:00.001-08:00

Mind you that I was talking to Victoria while I filmed this. =) This video does not do the amount of snow falling justice either...

Ultimate Frisbee

2010-02-09T13:20:00.001-08:00

Ultimate. U.F. Whatever you wanna call it. It's fun. And dangerous. Especially when a frisbee is thrown at 70 miles per hour and you block it with your mouth. Yes, it is not a myth; that does actually hurt. Trust me, I know.
It also is painful when a towering giant falls on top of you, barely missing destroying your stomach with it's knee on it's way down. Or when you get stuck linked to someones are and are dragged around...You get the picture.
It's fun, though, to stand be allowed to get in someones way without being yelled at. Scratch that. Being allowed to get in someone's way. Period. Sometimes you still get yelled at. =)
We have been playing ultimate for about 3 monthes now. It's been a lot of fun, and we have gotten a lot better since we began! Here is a video I made...enjoy and tell me what you think!

Blog Movement

2009-12-11T08:23:00.003-08:00

Hello everybody. I just wanted to let you know I've moved my blog over to my own site, so if you'd like to read it go to Kaitlynology.com/blog. Thanks!

Trying To Find A Way To Burn Off All Of Your Thanksgiving Calories While Camping?

2009-12-09T14:31:00.000-08:00

Just have your friend drink a cup of hot chocolate at 8:00pm, 2 hours before you go to bed. Then, when she has to go to the restroom in the middle of the night right as your getting warm and sleepy, go with her and run to the restroom that is too far away through the chilling 23 degree night with her and your other friend who felt obligated to go, too. If your extra lucky, she'll have to go again 20 minutes later.

Works like a charm.

Trust me, I know.

My New Favorite Movie

2009-12-06T16:18:00.000-08:00

Is probably "Seven Brides for Seven Brothers".
I watched it with my friends after church today. It was great. There was some great songs in it, too. Some of my friends seemed to really like those songs. I have a video to share later...
I have some new favorite songs, too. Like "Goin' Courting", "Sobbin Woman". We were singing and dancing like lunatics to the "Goin' Courting" and "Sobbin Woman" Then we listened to "That's The Gal For Me", one of my favorites. We were singing it. Then we stopped and thought about the song.
The first line is

"Oh bless her beautiful hide, wherever it may be."

That's really interesting.

I Am

2009-12-06T16:15:00.000-08:00

I was chatting with a friend the other day when it was mentioned that I was sensitive.(It wasn't a offense, I brought it up)
"I'm not really that sensitive, ok I guess I am. I'm working on it though, and I'm working on befriending those I'm annoyed(put annoyed, meant peeps that make me feel upset) by. It's on my list. I always have somthing to work on.", I replyed.
"wow...your really open, especcially on your blog" Was the persons reply.
I'm open, too.
"I believe in making it clear that I am not any better than you or anybodys else. Why should I hide(as in to pretend to be something I'm not)?
Besides, the Bible says to admit your imperfections and try to fix them." I returned.
"that's not exactly what I'm talking about, but yeah..."

So I learned at that time that I'm sensitive and open. And a lot older than I look. I've also learned that I'm crazy, and goofy.

Yeah, my sensitiveness is a fault...one that I am working very hard on. In fact, I've now befriended a couple people I used to be too sensitive towards. I'm near reaching my goal. Usually it's in volleyball or some other sport when I remind someone of a rule or something that might help them hit it better or something and I get the "whatever, I'll do what I want" look or I get ignored. It drives me mad. But, I recognized how I was reacting recently and realized that getting upset about it wasn't the right course of action. After a couple good readings in Proverbs and a good deal of prayer for patience and wisdom, I started giving out instructions less, for who am I to correct?, and started trying to encourage more. And when I do correct, I try not to get frustrated when I don't get the reaction I want. Ok, they do what they want. Their consequences are their own. I've automatically got the bossy gene since I have 6 brothers, and I have the tendance to be too bossy. So, still a lesson in progress; critisize less, encourage more.

Then there's the whole "open" thing. Yeah, I think writing out my thoughts and faults helps me realize what I need to work on. It comes to me pretty easy, and I find that a blessing.

I'm goofy? I object most strongly.

I'm crazy? Now that is a well known fact.

Jack Sparrow's blog

2009-12-02T10:50:00.000-08:00

Well, one upon a long time ago my dearest litte puppy had a blog called "Our Blessed Puppy". Sadly, we had to take down that blog due to the fact the Moses, as he was known as then, was too young to have his own blog. Now, Jack, as he is known as now, is old enough to have his blog back. But, since his personality has changed so much over the years, we had to remake his blog. You may keep up with my Jack Russell Terrier by reading his blog, here. And he's a little doubtful about this here "Bloggy Thingie", I'm sure he would love it if you gave him enthusiasim boost and leave a comment. Be sure to check back, because Jackie always leaves a thank you note...and perhaps some more than that...

Thanks!

Happy Birthday To My Dear Friend

2009-11-23T08:00:00.000-08:00

Dear Victoria,

Happy birthday!
Your 17, or maybe I should say "18 next November". :) You've had 17 blessing-filled years, and I do hope that you have many, many more great years ahead of you.

You are such a example for all of us. You have taught me so much about life, the importance of feminity, and everything that is really cool. :) I enjoy every moment God allows me to spend with you. You are a true light.

I love all of your traits, including the ones your spreading onto me. You and I have so much in common, yet are so different at the same time. I think that's what makes us such great friends.

Dear friend, I love you as a sister so very much. Have a great 17th birthday.

Love,

Kait

What Am I?

2009-11-17T14:18:00.000-08:00

How City Am I?

y = yes
n = no
k = kinda

[y] I've drunk Starbucks more than once in my life

[y] Sometimes I link arms when I walk with someone

[n] I shop at AE, A&F, or HCO

[n] I own 4 or more dress shirts/dresses

[n] I will never be caught without my cell phone

[n] I blow dry/straighten my hair on a daily basis

[n] I will wear flip flops no matter what the weather

[n] I own an over sized pair of sunglasses

[n] I own 1 or more pairs of ripped jeans

[y] I layer my shirts

[n] I have/had a "Myspace mirror pic"

[n] When I'm not drinking starbucks I prefer water

[n] I get annoyed with tom-boys..(accidently put yes at first!)

[n] I own an over sized bag or purse

[n] I have seen every episode of Laguna Beach

[n] My new fav is the Hills

[n] I say "lol" in online chat

[n] I walk across the street when cars are there or not

[y] I wear necklaces(a necklace)

[y] I own an iPod/mp3 player(if you count my phone)

[y] I have the internet

[n] have more than 1 screen name

[n] I own/have owned a small teacup dog

[y] I have said "lol" or "OMG!" accidently in a real conversation(once, I think)

[k] I love shopping

[n] I shop whenever I have a chance

[n] I have watched the Simple Life.

Multiply by 3 and put "I'm% City" in title!

I'm 21% City

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How COUNTRY Are You?

I have...

[y] ridden a horse(some of the awsomest moments of my life)

[n] owned a horse(sadly)

[n] owned land

[y] been 4 wheeling(yup, in fact we used to have 3)

[y] said "ain't"(only all the time)

[n] been cow-tipping(I wish)

[n] been deer hunting

[y] been swimming in a lake(oh so often)

[y] caught a fish

[n] seen a deer get skinned(seen a fish get...scaled)

[y] have worked on a ranch or on land

[y] Have lived in a house in the middle of nowhere

[n] have been duck hunting

[y] have/went swimming in a river

[y] driven in a truck

[n] own or owned a rebel flag

[y] have said i dont like it... i love it

[n] have a funny accent or people have told you that

[y] own or owned a pair of cowboy boots

[y] own/owned a cowboy hat

[y] own/have owned a big dog

[y] say "y'all".
[y] have been made fun of for sayin "y'all"

[n]swear when you're mad(no, duh!)

[y] go/have gone to church on Sunday(of course!)

[n] have riddin' a horse to somewhere in town

[y] have gone on a field trip to a farm/ranch

[y]made deer jerky

[y] have eaten deer meat

[y] have shot a gun before

Multiply by 3 and put "I'm % Country" in title!

I'm 63% Country

Calvinism Part 2 - The Unconfusing and Comprehendible

2009-11-17T11:57:00.000-08:00

Okay, first of all I want to say want a Dummkopp I was earlier. I said I believe in the doctrines of grace...that's what Calvinists call their "Teachings of God's Sovereignty" Oops. I meant the other kind of doctrines of grace. Hehe. But, I was kind of mistaken in my last post. Where am I now?

I read some info on Calvinism today. It all makes sense, though a difficult realization. Except for one thing...

Continue to work out your salvation with fear and trembling.
Philippians 2:12

That's the only thing keeping me from excepting this theology. Everything makes sense except for this verse. It contradicts Calvinism. It makes it their salvation, our salvation. Huh? I though the salvation is God's to give us. Why would we need to work out salvation?

I think it very well could be truth...but why would God give even a hint of it not being truth?
I'll be praying about this more...

Calvinism; The Confusing and Incomprehensible

2009-11-13T08:27:00.000-08:00

Calvinism. It just doesn't make sense to me, and maybe someone can explain it to me better. I am completely open to debate on this. Please feel free to leave a comment.

Where am I confused?
The fact that Calvinism states that we humans have no choice in what we do, that all we do is God's choice, just doesn't fit. Wouldn't that mean that God made evil? That God made us sinners with no choice to sin or not to sin just to throw us into hell for sinning? If God made us this way, fine. We are His creatures and He can do what he wants with us, but that God doesn't seem to fit in with the God of love that sent His son to die for our sins in our place.
I happen to know for a fact that God made us with free will...at least over certain things. Leviticus 19:5 says so.

And if you offer a sacrifice of a peace offering to the Lord, you shall offer it of your own free will.

So, we do have freewill, if only over certain things. But then, what things do we have freewill over, and what things do we not?

I believe God knows everything. I believe God has control over the entire universe, but I also believe that God gave Man choice over his actions, and that our choices are our own. God is still in control of us. He can stop us and take over whenever He wants. But, I don't think He does. Yes, God knows all things. Does that have to mean that He makes everyones choice for them? No. God knows what choices we're going to make, but I don't think He makes them for us. Because if He did He would be making us sin, which just doesn't make sense.

Maybe I'm not getting what Calvinism is. And maybe, you can help me understand.

What do I believe?
I believe that faith is a choice each of us has to make. I believe it is not a choice that can be chosen for us. I believe in the doctrines of grace.

I Must Be Crazy...Or An Amish Wanna-Be

2009-11-10T12:19:00.000-08:00

I have this great friend. She has let me borrow so many Amish books by Beverly Lewis and Wanda Brunstetter that it seems as if I have a non-ending supply of them. We've been trading books back and forth for over a month now...and we still have a lot of books to trade back and forth.
I've always liked Beverly Lewis and her Amish fictions, but we only had like 3 of them; two of them being the last two in a series, so I've never read much of her books. We have a 3-in-1 Wanda Brunstetter book, too, and I loved it. But, I never bought any more.
Becky, my friend, strictly likes Amish fiction. So, she has a lot of them. And she's got me hooked.
I still love my fantasies, historical fictions, and suspence novels, but Amish fiction has my attention now.
In the last month, Becs and I have traded more than 15 books, probably. All of the ones she's giving me are either Beverly Lewis or Wanda Brunstetter. They're really good. And I'm reading them practically around the clock.
If you've read any Amish books or researched the Amish culture at all you'll realize that they speak two different languages - English and Pennslyvania Dutch. They also know German, but they speak Pennslyvania Dutch and English. English when they're around us Englischers, and Pennsylvania Dutch at home. Or, if you read fiction books about them, a mix.
"Jah. It's a wunderabaar-gut day today, ain't so?"
I'm starting to speak they're language. I've always liked it and every once and a while would say "Danke" instead of "Thank you", but now it's becoming habit...and without me really realizing it, too.
The other night we were on our way back from a ball we went to when we got on the subject of where I wanted to get married. Don't ask me how we got on the subject for I don't remember exactly, but it probably started with one of my dad's clever jokes. Anyway, I mentioned that I wanted to get married in a large field out in the middle of no where. Gabe perks up and says "Kait, you can get married in my field!"
"Gabe," I replied jokingly to my 8 year old brother. "By the time you have your own field I'll be like 27. I will be an old Maidel if I'm not married by then."
Silence. Then my mom broke out laughing.
Maidel?
The Dutch term for "maid".

That's not all. I've started writing "Jah" instead of "Yeah". Jah, another Dutch word.

And then there's "Danke, Danki, or Denki"(pronounced dawnka, daynkey, or denkey). Which one you say depends on what Amish county you live in, but I say the first one. I almost said that to the waitress at Waffle House this morning. That would have really confused her.
And "Wunderbaar-gut" (pronounced wunderbar goot) which means "Wonderful good.

I say other words, like the occasional "Mudder" and "Daed" which obviously are "Mother" and "Father".
And I say phrases that they use. Like..."It's really rainy today, ain't so?" and "Maybe could be".

I've mentioned to my mother that I would love to become New Order Amish.(Their beliefs are closer to mine) I would, too. Their way of living fascinates me, and hopefully one day I'll be able to visit an Amish community.

Jah, that would be wunderbaar-gut fun.

Am I crazy, or am I just an Amish wanna-be?

Da Herr seimit du - the Lord be with you!

Just To Let You Know...

2009-11-10T10:50:00.000-08:00

That post I did of me playing piano is off on beat for some reason. I do not know why, maybe it's me but it sounds different when I play it back on the camera. Oh well.

Something Funny

2009-11-09T13:25:00.000-08:00

Last night we went to some good friends of ours house for dinner. They have 3 kids; Victoria, Spencer, and Andrew. Victoria and Spencer are closer to my age(Victoria's 2 years older, Spencer's a year and a half younger), and Andrew is in between Joe and Gabe's age. They're family is totally awesome, and you can't not smile while in their presence.
Dinner was great.
After Victoria tried to kill me and Spencer devoured some stationary we played Life. I landed on the "Get Married!" spot of the game. Victoria asked me what I wanted to name him. "Johnathan Marcus" I replied. "I'll call him John, but not Johnny."
Victoria just smiled at me, but that wasn't strange; she smiles all the time.
But Spencer gave me this really strange look.
"What?" I innocently asked.
He kept on giving me that look. Then I realized it.
Duh, I thought to myself. Their dad's name is Jonathan, and he's called Jonny for short.
Truth was, I've been planning to name one of my kids Johnathan Marcus, in the future of course, for a while now. I've liked the name Johnathan since I read one of Janette Oke's books where one of the main characters was named Jonathan, which was years ago. And the other day I happened to be joking with my mom about how they would be the crazy grandparents who would call my kids nicknames I don't like. Like if I named my kid Johnathan they'd call him Johnny instead of John. (it was just an example; I have nothing against the name Johnny)
Victoria and Spencer didn't know that.
Oh well.
We continued playing and soon enough I landed on a "Adopt Twins" spot. I decided to get a girl and a boy.
"Okay, Kait. What are their names?" Victoria asked once again.
"The girl is Coraline Marie, and the boy is William Christian." I answered.
Another strange look from Spencer.
This time I was a a little quicker to link 2 and 2.
Oh double-duh, Spencer's middle name is Christian. I realized.
Another name I've always liked, but never really liked as a first name so I set it aside for a middle name.
It just keeps getting better.
...

I must look like a name thief.

What can I help it if their family has such great names?

I never did explain the sillyness of it, for I was laughing too much to say it.

They probably think I'm crazy. And hey; perhaps I truly am.

Rondo Alla Turka

2009-11-09T10:05:00.001-08:00

Okay, this is only the first part of it, but I thought I'd share anyway because I haven't posted in a while. I just started learning it about 3 days ago, so it's still a little rusty, but oh well. I also miss the last note, but again; oh well. I hope you enjoy my mere piano playing!

Pictureific

2009-10-23T11:57:00.000-07:00

Crackers Are Awesome. Totally.

2009-10-10T11:00:00.000-07:00

The Graham Crackers are here. Again. They decided yesterday that they would come and visit. They were here two weeks ago. And here they are. Back at our house. With their 5 kids, 2 cats, and dog. My dog likes cats. Really likes cats. Their dog is big. Really big. This is fun. Way, fun.

Yes. I am telling the truth. We went to see them Labor day weekend. They came to see us 3 weeks afterwards because Mr. Graham Cracker was out to seA and they wanted the time to pass quickly. I think Mr. Graham got jealous. So, noW they are here again. At least they're awesome. And we have a giant couch, cause Guys and I have to share the couch. It's crowded. But totally awesome. Totally. We've been staying up until like 12 every night.
They'll be staying a "few" days. Last time it was a week. Yeah. We're having fun.

Four bedroom house, 6 pets, 16 people. It awesome. Totally.

Joyfully At Home

2009-10-07T12:09:00.000-07:00

I was trying to be charming.

There was a group of teenagers gathered around talking about something I can't quite remember now. What I do remember was that I was fourteen, and that I was nervous. And then one of the coolest guys I knew turned towards me and flashed a smile that made me even more uncomfortable. And so I did the inevitable, ridiculous thing that insecure teenage girls are supposed to do in situations like those: I turned to walk coolly away from the conversation... and I ran into a wall.

Yes.

In front of the coolest guy I knew... I ran into a wall.

What made it worse was that he immediately rushed over, eyes wide: "Are you okay?"

I wasn't okay. I felt the beginnings of a splitting headache. But it was nothing compared to the humiliation that I knew would linger long after I left the company of my peers. I ran into a wall!
Read More...

I have found a new daily-reading blog. It's called Joyfully At Home. The lady is awesome...and she's Voddie Baucham's daughter. That was a snippet from the post I read today on her blog. You guys should definitely go check it out and add her to your blog list.

Co-op; From My Perspective

2009-10-06T15:47:00.000-07:00

I want to post about something, but I don't really have anything to post about; so here's a bit about my day at co-op yesterday.

After a no-rush-morning, we finally get to co-op(2 minutes down the road). My first class is Church History, so I go there and learn about...Church History. :) Actually, we learned a bit about King Charles. I enjoyed that class, as I do every week. My next class was drama, so after a 5 minute break talking with dear Lizzy, and newbie Shelby I headed off to drama. That was fun, too. We did an Improv thingie and we had to do a slide show of vacation that we went on with 2 narrators. It was really neat to see what the groups could come up with in 5 minutes(our time limit). We got off drama 5 minutes early, so we had about 10 minutes before we had to be in our next class. Lizzy was on her computer, and Becky was in the nursery watching the babys, so I talked with Josh about what his next class was because he seemed to disappear off the face of the earth during my next class. I asked him if it was ballet. Then Spencer came along, joining are laughter-filled conversation. After 10 minutes of jawing, we went to our classes; Josh - Guitar, and Spencer and I headed off to Creative Writing. We learned stuff. We had to do a circus performer thingie; some peoples were pretty funny! After creative writing is lunch; all the guy's favorite. :) During that time I ate with Shelby, Jeremiah; Lizzy and Becky were on their computers next to us, and Josh, Spencer, and Christina showed up in the middle of our lunch and conversation. The conversation. What does dude mean? For your own sake, DON'T look it up! Nor a dudette; you will not be able to stop laughing! So, after that anyone who said "dude" made everyone who heard it laugh. The adults must of thought we were crazy. John came in during our conversation and laughter and after being called dude had no idea what was so funny. He probably thinks we're insane; and we are.

After lunch I don't really have a class, so I assist with organized sports. I went in there early and sat on the bleachers to have an observing moment. I stole a glance at Lizzy who was talking with Katie H. about something, probably school, she sent me a quick grin then went back to her conversation. I watch some of the guys pass a foot ball back and forth. At first it was just John and his younger brother, Luke, but then Josh joined in and of course Spencer followed. Spencer, exceptionally tall, John, the sport player, Luke, good at getting the ball, and Josh, good at getting in the way of people trying to get the ball, were actually kind of funny to watch as they all joined together and played a make-shift game of football. I looked over to see Katie, who looks like my cousin, and Lizzy, fun-size, still chatting. I decided to go and see what they were talking about. Nothing, it turned out. Liz disappeared, and Katie started talking to me in Sign Language, which I understood and replied to. That's pretty much what happened. There was another adult helping that day so I didn't really have anything I needed to do. I just watched the kids, and teens, play kickball and four-square. After that was Spanish. Some how, to my horror(just kidding), I ended up in a kind of circle group of Katie H, Spencer, Josh, John, and I. We had to take a test. Then we had to hand them in. Then she handed them back out to random people. And we had to grade the random peoples paper. It was awesome.
I missed 8, or 9, out of the 26 questions, but half of them I didn't know because I wasn't there one week. (I was throwing up everywhere).
Spanish is my last class, but my mom is head of the cleaning people, so we are usually there for another 20-30 minutes, during which time I play piano with Becky. She is amazingly good at piano.

So...not very many of you probably read to here because of the total boringness of this post, but I want to remember the gifts God's given me: Friends who love me...lots of friends whom are equally as special to me, and a great co-op where I can learn some of the things that wouldn't be as fun to learn without them.

Just a note to my co-op friends; Liz, Katie, Becky, Katie H., Josh, Spencer, Victoria, Christina, John, Danny, Jake, Kevin, and many others...you guys are awesome, and I thank God that He has put y'all in my life. You guys have taught me many valuable lessons without even realizing it, and I thank you.

Burned & "I like cheese"

2009-10-03T16:38:00.000-07:00

That's what I was; burned. By boiling hot butter that spattered my hand when I flipped a pancake and took the top layer of skin off. Ouch?
I have 4 blisters on my hand right now, but I can't see them because they are covered in the about 50 coverings my mom put on it to decrease the chance of infection. It doesn't hurt right now because of the dose of Motrin I took. It hurt a lot when it first happened. Feeling bad for me? Don't. 'Cause it didn't hurt bad enough to keep me from going to my friends house to help her with the horse fair she was doing for her students. Or ganging up with my teenaged friends, Liz and Becky, to play practical jokes on Becky's older brother. Or laughing so hard my guts felt like they were going to spill out after his crude response. Or chasing Becky around because of her badness. Or throwing water balloons.
A great day?
5 horse-crazy 10 year old girls, 2 horses, 1 foal, 2 teenagers, cheese, secrets, a phone, and one unsuspecting victim.

Yeah.
It was a great day.

Oh My Sevens

2009-10-01T13:58:00.000-07:00

I can keep a secret.
I can read...and extremely fast.
I can waltz, and I love to.(especially with my littlest brothers)
I can have 6 younger brothers without losing my head...so far.
I can cook, and pretty good thanks to my mother.
I can ride a horse, though I've only ridden about 4 times. I do wish it was many more times than that!
I can do all things in Christ who strengthens me.

I can't wiggle my ears.
I can't drive...yet. Beware fellow drivers when that day comes.
I can't walk on my hands.
I can't keep a straight face. At all.
I can't fly. Touo badq.
I can't type right, obviously.
I can't talk to the people in movies through my TV, and too bad 'cause they could use my advice,

I should read the Bible way more often than I do.
I should learn to think before I say something stupid.
I should watch where I'm going. (long story)
I should be more cautious.
I should not care what other people think about me and know that God knows my heart; and that's what matters.
I should be more giving and generous.
I should watch my temper, which has a knack of showing up when a really don't want it to.

I shouldn't laugh at stupid jokes.
I shouldn't like Spongebob(according to a friend)
I shouldn't be so worried about how I look...and I'm working on it.
I shouldn't be alive.(another long story)
I shouldn't have ever gone up into those mountains with my dad.(yup, long story)
I shouldn't not like root beer; but I don't. By the way, I haven't ever found anyone else who doesn't like root beer, and all my friends think I'm insane; so if you have any thoughts on that please leave a comment!
I shouldn't be where I am; but my the Lord's abounding grace I am.

I could watch a lot of movies, but I choose not to. (whatever...Phil 4:8)
I could learn to play violin...if I had one.
I could be done with high-school by now, but I don't feel like doing it every day...yet.
I could read when I was 2.
I could live as the Amish and be perfectly happy. In fact, I really want to. REALLY!
I could not like roaches, but I don't care enough. God made them too, you know. :)
I could stop writing, but now I can't seem to stop.

I couldn't be an only child.
I couldn't live without chocolate...well maybe I could.
I couldn't eat sushi. Don't even try to get me to.
I couldn't not read.
I couldn't write neatly to save my life.
I couldn't live in the snow year-around.
I couldn't think of something to put here.

I encourage you do to this, too! It's a lot of fun, please let me know what you think!

Oh My; The States I've Been Through!

2009-09-21T16:41:00.000-07:00

visited 41 states (82%)
Create your own visited map of The United States

Macintosh

2009-09-17T11:50:00.000-07:00

Note: I'm not a girlie girl - at all.

I caught the sweet girl yesterday, and thought she was real neat.
But my mother seems to think other wise, and says. "That thing you may not keep!"

I want to hold her in my hand, rub my fingers down her back.
But if I do I know my mom will give me a good whack.

Momma said "That thing will bite, just you wait and see."
I replied in my sweetest voice, "She wouldn't do such a thing."

"We shoud keep her." I said to her, "She's little and could get used to us."
I could tell by the look on my mother's face that she'd rather get hit by a bus.

I got to keep her for while, so a good friend could see,
and after that good friend went home, I kept her, now for me.

I put some grass into a cage, and some dirt and some sticks.
I put Tosha right inside, she seemed to like it quite a bit.

She explored and looked around, and found a spot she liked.
She curled up into a little ball and went to sleep for the night.

I woke up and it was raining hard, so I went to rescue her from the wet
She was aleady awake and up and about and had left the place she'd slept.

I still have her in my backyard, mom hasn't said "Get rid of it" today,
So she's safe now in her cage, she safe, if only for a day.

She's been real fun for the time I've had her, and a memory she leaves in her wake;
the memory of the day we found Macintosh, the memory of Macintosh the snake.

Slidey Slide? - Part 2 of the "Adventures With The Graham Crackers"

2009-09-10T11:01:00.000-07:00

We're sitting in the Graham Crackers trailer. The sun has finally come out after the 2 hours of rain. I'm playing with Pops, Mom and Mrs. Graham Cracker are talking about kids or something, my dad's laughing at something Mr. Graham Cracker said. All the kids are outside, except for me and the babies. Sam's taking a nap.

Sis walks in and asks to put on her bathing suit.
"What? No" Mrs. Graham Cracker says to her daughter. Then asks, "Whhyyy?"

"Because the guys are playing Slidey Slide, and and I don't want to get my clothes wet."
"Slidey Slide?"
"Yeah. And I don't want to get my clothes all wet and muddy like theirs"

Silence.

"This sounds like a picture moment, Kait" Mrs. Graham Cracker says to me.

I agree. I grabbed my camera off the Graham Crackers counter, and follow her out the trailer door, wondering what nonsense my brothers and their friends were up to now.

We go down the small hill to where the lake meets their back yard and look down the lake's shore. This is what we see.

Yeah. Wow. Apparently Slidey Slide translated is: Slide down this nasty slimy mud hill into the fish-poop-filled, littered lake. I wonder how much they accidentally drank? Ick.

When we got there they were just in the mud, getting their feet wet a little as the slid down. Then things got really messy. It's funny; you'd think they'd do the worse while the parents weren't looking, but with them it was just the opposite! They didn't start actually getting into the water until after we showed up.

/

They were a mess.

Bud came around and saw what was going on. He very carefully slid down down the hill, put his foot in the water and tip-toed out. At least he tried to.

Beebo tackled him full-force, though you can't tell from the pictures.

They were all having a great time. It was funny to watch them tackle each other. :)

Mother got some video of them, I think. I should find out. Maybe I'll put it in the video!

In the end we had to hose them off. Pops was peeking out the window saying hi.

And Guys found this frog, who was named Murdock.

It was an awesome day.

The Drowning Man

2009-09-09T11:45:00.000-07:00

There was a man who was drowning in the middle of the ocean. He called out to God saying, "Lord, save me!". And he believed God would.
A boat came by and saw the man drowning. The captain yelled, "Hey there! Climb aboard, we'll save you!" The man then said, "No sir, my God is going to save me."
The captain shrugged and continued on his way. Not too long afterwards another boat comes by.
"Climb aboard, we'll save you!"
"No sir, my God will save me!"
The man was about to drown when a third boat came along.
"Climb aboard, we'll save you!"
"No sir, My God will save me," the man replied is gasps.
The third boat sails away.

The man drowned.

When the man gets to heaven, he sees God face-to-face.
"God," he says,"I cried out Your name and put my trust in you to save me, but you didn't! Why, O my Lord? For I had faith in you like no other!"
"Child," God replies, "Your faith was steadfast, but the gifts I sent you were pushed away. I sent 3 boats to rescue you. Yet you turned everyone down because you were expecting huge miracles to save you. You would not except My way of saving you. It is not My fault you were not rescued, but your own."

Fishing - Part 1 of the "Adventures With The Graham Crackers"

2009-09-08T10:25:00.000-07:00

As you may know from the posts below, we recently went Mississippi to visit some friends. Here is my first post about the trip.

Fishing. If you've done it before, you'll know it's fun. You get to get dirty, fall in the lake, touch slimy fish that dig their razor-sharp fins into your hand...oh yeah. It's a blast. Okay, first of all let me explain where the Graham Crackers live.

They live in a trailer. Yes, they and their 5 kids live in a trailer. Mr. Graham Cracker is a pilot-in-training. They recently moved from here to ... They live in a trailer park. Behind the trailer park is a lake. More like a ginormous puddle for how clean it is, but a lake.

There are a couple different types of fish in this lake, of of them were these little fish called craupys or something. They're the ones with razor sharp fins that dig into your palm. Ouch. I had it happen to me. We would purposefully catch the craupys or whatever to lure in and catch the bass. You can eat bass, and I heard it taste good. In fact, Mr. Graham Cracker caught 2 bass the week before we got there by accident. He was just fishing for the little fish. He felt a tug and started to pull in the little fish when a huge bass came and grabbed the little fish. I don't know how he caught the other one. In the end I know that they ate bass, and most of them loved it.

But anyway, the Graham Cracker kids, Guys and Boy, were very excited to catch a bass, and wanted me to catch the little fish, put them in a bucket, and then go catch the big fish: the bass. Sounded like a good idea to me. The little fish are pretty east to catch. I had caught 3 in less then an hour, I know that's a pretty long time, but have the time I was moving to a different part of the lake or untangling Boys line which repeatedly got caught in the tree. But anyway, the last fish I caught was impossible to get off the hook because of the way it went in. So we decided to just go ahead and use it for bait.

Guys came back to watch us and Boy helped me get the fish in the 'right' spot. The fish was gone in 2 seconds. The bass snapped the line and took it with him, the bobber floating behind him. That's how he got the name Bobby. He next decided to steal my second fish, and my third was probably eaten by him, too, but I can't be sure because he managed to get off the hook. All in all we had a pretty good time fishing. Guys came often to watch me, and Boy stood by me the whole time, giving me pointers, like try casting it out half a centimeter to the left(great advice by the way). Dad ended up fishing, too.

We had tons of fun that day, and even though we didn't get to eat any fish, Dad wasn't lucky either, I had a lot of fun with the Graham youngsters. Here are some random pictures.

Just To Let You Know...

2009-09-08T10:22:00.000-07:00

Okay. To give a full report about our trip is going to take a long time. And a long post. So I'm going to split it up into 3 posts - Fishing, SlidySlide?, and The Conclusion. All will contain pictures. And, fo the grand finale, I will post a video slideshow I made of our trip. That should satisfy, right?
Let me get started...

We're Having Fun With The Graham Crackers

2009-09-05T11:07:00.000-07:00

We decided to go visit some friends of ours who recently moved to away this weekend. I have quite a story about our fishing trip at the lake behind the Graham Crackers trailer, but that's a story for another time. I'm too tired to write the entire story!
We're renting a trailer across from the Graham Crackers trailer, so we're nice and close. The trailer we're renting is teeny-tiny. Really. It's less than 30 ft long, and I have 6 younger brothers. Loud younger brothers. Then we babysat the Graham Crackers kids, they have 5, one being a baby. I'll post that picture later.

Well, that's the quick update. I'll do the whole post about this adventure later. Bye!

Sarah and the M and M

2009-09-04T06:59:00.000-07:00

My co-op Friends

2009-09-02T15:11:00.000-07:00

Here is a video I've spent the last two days making this video, two whole days. It's taken forever. But it's finally done. I have many more co-op friends, but these are my closest and the ones I actually have pictures of. Enjoy.

P.S. Fixed the problems: Enjoy!

Tim On Church and Junk Food

2009-08-28T16:17:00.000-07:00

The Goverment Can!

2009-08-27T16:21:00.000-07:00

I know I just posted one of these, but I saw this new one and couln't not put it on here! Enjoy!

Tim Hawkins Trailer

2009-08-27T16:14:00.001-07:00

The Awesomest Comment I've Ever Gotten

2009-08-27T11:49:00.000-07:00

UPDATE: I've found the culprit! He tried to trick me, but Taylor can't keep a straight face, so when I asked him in person it was easy to tell. That was great, Taylor, but you didn't fool me none!

Okay, this is awesome. I wrote a post asking this question: "If you saw me in the back of a police car, what would you think I was there for?" This is the only answer I got.

"Leading the World's Governments on a chase around the world for trying
to steal top secret information (which, if exploited, could lead to a
planet-wide invasion by a species of extraterrestrial beings that are obsessed
with harvesting planets for their resources) which lies 100 kilometers
underground in Switzerland, surrounded by the most technologically advanced
computerized weapon systems known to mankind, and an army of ninjas."

Obviously it's someone who knows me quite well, because it's definitely what I'd be there for. I have a suspicion, a friend of mine who has a high sense of humor and it sounds just like the person, but I can not know for sure who wrote it because it was left as Anonymous. Umm, if you left this comment, please let me know who you are. Or else face the consequences...

This Post Shall Be Called...

2009-08-24T17:17:00.000-07:00

Boys 101. Glorify God With All Of You Thought, Ways, and well, Ways!

The other day, actually night, 2 friends of mine were sitting in the back seat of our van talking about what we want in husbands, which was completely appropriate because it was about how the first thing was a passion for God. We were talking about what kind of a personality we'd like, too, but mostly about what the best quality is, which is of course a love for their Maker. I mentioned how I dreamed about what my wedding would look like, and who it would be with. Not specific people I know, but just what kind of a guy in general. You know, like what he'd look like, and what kind of inexpressible joy we'd have that day, junk like that. One of my friends agreed that she did that, too. I think at one point in a girls life she does do that. That is perfectly fine, God gave us an attraction to young men, which means that it's obviously not a bad thing. It gets bad when dreaming of your future becomes your world, and I admit that I came very close to doing just that about a year ago. At night my mind was filled with thoughts of future and love. About 3 months ago the realization that there was more to life struck me like a brick to the head. Let's play dodgebrick...Just kidding. That's a joke for a friend of mine. But, anyway, I decided to start reading a chapter of the Bible every night. I felt it was important to start doing that because I thought it would probably help to know some good places in the Bible for if I ever needed to help someone with a problem in their life, or to help explain something to someone. I had no idea how it would change my life. Jesus, He died. For me. Me. Evil, lying, disobedient, selfish, me. I've always known it, but never really understood completely. I've read about Jesus' death and resurrection many, many times. But, after I watched The Passion, and started reading the new testament, it just finally hit me. The glory really is God's alone.

To God alone, be the glory.
To God alone be the praise.
Everything I say and do, let it be all for you.
The glory is Yours alone.
- Aaron Shust

I still did think about what my marriage would be like, and what kind of a man my husband would be like, but now it was number 2 in my thoughts, at least I was trying to make it my 2nd. I felt like I was doing pretty good. Last night after chatting about how we can't wait, and how we want love to come to us, I went home thinking about our talk and how blessed I was to have friends who believe in the same things as I do. But that night as I was laying bed listening to the radio last night, I was thinking about my future, and how I thought I was still putting it too far before God. Then I heard this part of Tenth Avenue North's song, By Your Side.

Why are you looking for love?
Why are you still searching, as if I'm not
enough?
To where will you go, Child?
Tell me where will you run?
To where will you run?

Then I had to ask myself, "Why am I still dreaming about love when I have God?"
I decided right then and there that I would never allow myself to dream about the future again. God needs my full attention, and boy does He deserve it! Last night I did not fall asleep wondering about what color my wedding dress would be, but praying that God would help me to be strong enough to withdraw from my thoughts and focus on Him completely. It's going to be hard, I know it! Gee, I'm only 14 and it's hard enough. Imagine when I'm 17 or 18 and I'm really interested in someone, trying to keep him out of my thoughts! That's gonna be tough, but I trust that God will help me though it. He always has, He always will.

Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength.
Deuteronomy 6:5

2009-08-21T17:29:00.000-07:00

If you saw me in the back of a police car, what would you think I was there for?

2009-08-11T09:37:00.000-07:00

I'm not going to say anything. Just watch it, and leave a comment telling me what you think. For me, I couldn't stop laughing.

So more of Tim Hawkins...

A Forever Long Post About My Birds & Squirrels

2009-08-10T09:39:00.000-07:00

Okay, here we go. At least there are pictures to keep you occupied during this post. It's more for me to remember the neat animals I saw here, but I thought you guys might enjoy it, too.

Some friends of ours gave us a bird feeder and I hung it on a tree in our backyard. It's in a perfect spot because it's viewable from our kitchen window and from our backdoor, so I can watch it easily. To my surprise, it's been a big hit, and we have had a purple finch, a female and a male red cardinals, some sort of wren or finch, and a chickadee, which I spotted just this morning. I have pictures of most, but not all. Most of the pictures were taken threw the window, so they aren't the best quality. The house sparrows and Sheila, surprisingly, were the only ones who would let me got outside. I think that once you see Sheila you'll be surprised she let me take pictures of her, too. Here are the ones I have.

This is Phoenix. She is a female red cardinal. You can tell she is female by the color of her feathers. A male cardinal has extremely little to no brown spots on his feathers while a female is a wishy-washy mix of red and brown. Cardinals feed in trees as well as on the ground, and eat both seeds and berries. During the breeding season they can also be found eating insects, too.

Though cardinals are normally aggressive birds, and unwilling to share their food, Phoenix didn't mind if Sophie, the house sparrow, ate some seeds to on the other side of the feeder.

Well, to a limit.

This is Alfred. I can not say whether it is a he or she because both male and female have the same coloring and markings. Alfred seemed to fit, though, so Alfred he is. Blue jays, I have learned, are very noisy. They live in groups in the fall, and are known to attack a predator when they feel threatened. Though I was un-able to catch a picture of him on the feeder, he was there. As soon as I started taking pictures he flew off.

This is a male purple finch named Frito. He visits quite often, and is semi-friendly to the other birds. Frito is a gorgeous bird, and is starting to get used to people watching him. Male purple finches can be identified by their colorful chest and head. Where they got the name 'purple finches' is a mystery to me because the chest, head, and back of the male finch are red, not purple. Anyway, the female purple finches are mainly gray and brown.

Angie and Jenny are both house sparrows, along with Sophie who was mentioned before. These birds are practically fearless when facing humans, and as long as we don't venture to close, they will stay on the feeder during our talking. Both of these sparrows are females. The males have a black stripe that runs half-way down their chest, and auburn colored feathers rather than the grey and brown. They also have a grey patch on their heads.

I have a feeling these are fairly young sparrows. They have a younger look and are smaller next to the full grown sparrows who come by every once and a while.

This is Sheila and Sky. We don't see much of Sky because he stays in the trees most of the time, which is how he got his name. He stays as close to the sky as possible!

I was very surprised one day when I opened the creaky door that scares every animal off and saw Sheila sitting in the tree staring at me. I had the pleasure of taking pictures of the pretty girl.

Sheila is a very cute squirrel, and she has a very unique way of getting her food. Because of the bird feeders size, the squirrels have a very hard time eating out of it. So Sheila finds her own way to get what she wants.

Step 1: She climbs onto the top of the feeder.

Step 2: Sheila leans as far over as she can without falling off, tipping the bird feeder so that seed falls out.

Step 3: She climbs down the tree and eats the fallen seeds.

All in all, I've been very pleased with the animals that I have seen eating out of the bird feeder. I love sitting out on the porch with a good book and watching the birds fly down and have a party in the tree, where I have hung the bird feeder.

We're A Homeschool Family...

2009-08-10T09:25:00.000-07:00

Here's us, well not really. But when I saw this video by Tom Hawkins, I couldn't help putting it on here. You'll probably see more of him on here, too. He's a hilarious Christian comedian.

Anyway, this reminded me so much of our family, there are 9 of us.

Enjoy!

The Long Awaited News That Is Way Late!

2009-07-31T08:02:00.000-07:00

My dad selected last Thursday, yes I know that was a whole week ago, and we found out the news that we've been waiting for -Will my dad be flying helicopters or jets?
The answer is...Helicopters!! Yipee! I was so happy, and I happend to be with my friends at volleyball practice so we all had a mini 30 second long party. We were all very happy we were not moving away in a week!

We finally have settled into our new house, what a relief! We have been so busy the last week, I can hardly keep up! But, now we are all comfortable and love the house. The dogs love the ability to run around in the backyard, we havn't had a fenced-in backyard in a while. So, they are getting lots more exercise, which of course is very good.

Co-op starts up again in less than a month, exciting! We have some really neat classes. There's Church history, tennis, volleyball, and drama, just to name a few for my age group. I can't wait to meet back up again with my friends.

Well, that's all for now!

Long Time, No Post!

2009-07-20T16:03:00.000-07:00

Well, I'd better fill you in on what going on in my life.
My dad is doing his second-to-last-flight right now, and he selects on Thursday. Translation: He learns what he's going to fly. Helicopters: We stay here, yay! Jets: We move away, sob. But, I know God knows best. I just hope His plans flow with my desires! :)

We are moving to a slightly bigger house this Saturday. It's a lot closer to my dad's flight school, and it's a lot cheaper.

I've also gotten into photography lately, I've been having a lot of fun with that! You can go here to see my pictures.

Jesse is 6 months old now, and about the largest baby I've ever seen! He's HUGE! His eyes are also the bluest and clearest eyes I've ever seen, too!

With me as far as school, homeschool works a little different. I'll probably be done with high-school in about a year, depending on how hard I work.

Well, that's the latest scoop!

Our Dizzy Bat Tournament

2009-07-01T13:42:00.001-07:00

Yup. That's what we had, and it was a lot of fun. Thanks to Kim and Jason's great idea, we had a great hour of fun on Saturday. Well, I had better not spoil any more of the fun, everything is explained in this video I've made. Enjoy!

Oh, I accidentally in the credits said 'Themselve' instead of 'Themselves', but it would have taken it forever to upload again and I didn't feel like waiting.

Fun At The River Walk

2009-06-25T17:28:00.001-07:00

For the last 2 weeks my friends Katie, Lizzy, and I have been trying to get together to get some pictures of each other. Eventually, we scheduled a day to do it - Today, June 25th.
It ended up being Lizzy, Josh, and their younger sister, Anna, and Jessica, Katie, Danny, and their 5 younger sisters. I took TONS of pictures! Katie brought their camera, so they took some pictures, too. But, in between the pictures, there was lots of laughter...and funny un-known shots! Like this...

Don't ask me what was going on here, but apparently Katie was taking break time to teach her older sister and Lizzy some of her kung-fu magic.
Or perhaps this...

Katie's Class: How to use a camera 101

Tri Pod Head???

See the pictures I got at Candid Kait!

Technical Difficulties..Again!

2009-06-22T14:58:00.000-07:00

Urrgg! Sorry, but my banner isn't coming up. Hopefully it'll be back up soon!
Webhero's gonna drive me mad...

Sorry It's Late!

2009-06-22T14:16:00.000-07:00

Today's writing prompt comes from Our Blessed Arrows. If you decide to participate in The Creative Word please leave a link to it in my comments- don't worry about grammar, no body's gonna judge you. It isn't about perfection. I encourage you to write, even if it isn't online. Write with a pen and paper. Write in the sand and then wipe it away. Be funny, be serious, open up your heart, be you and just write.

Here is today's writing topic -Write about the biggest, or one of the biggest life changing events in your life.

Well, I think it was probably our move here and the most wonderfulest, influential, friends I've made since then.
We moved in at the end of June, 2008 and I was so upset that we were moving. Why, I have no idea. I hated Colfax, I guess it was family and my one friend, Megan, that I was going to miss. But anyhow, I was not happy. We got here, I loved the area, but was disappointed to see that there were no familys in the neighborhood with children over the age of 9. We searched around for Churches, and after many tries finally found a good church family. Our first visit there was awesome. After the normal potluck lunch, we hung out and met a bunch of people. In this group of many people, I met my great friends - Sarah and Victoria, We learned of and started going to a co-op, where I quickly made friends with Danny and Alex, and after having to stand in front of the entire co-op to be sung happy birthday to with Josh, who I didn't know then, I met my now good friend Josh, and though Josh I met his sister, Lizzy, and through Lizzy I met her best friend, Katie. We're all now great friends, and during co-op are never far apart. Lizzy is the great influence that taught me how to be in this world, but not of it, and Victoria's influence has taught me that femininity is very important, and Katie taught me that you can still have fun even if you are a girl and wear skirts all time. :) And all those girls brothers have taught me what I need to teach my brothers!
So, I guess to sum it all up, I want to say thanks to all of my great friends who have and still influence my life every day. I love y'all!

Volley Ball...

2009-06-22T07:35:00.000-07:00

Okay. I really need to catch up with my updates on volley ball.

Well, it isn't a game anymore. And, it isn't always fun anymore either. We are now a team, and a couple games of volley ball is now practice.

9:00am - 10:30am
We start out by running 2 laps around the small backyard of the church where we play. Then we do stretches, then we do exercises like lunges. 30 second water break. Then we do drills. You mess up, your running a lap. 30 second water break. Then we do more drills. You mess up, you do 5 push-ups. 30 second water break. More drills. 30 second water break. Then we play a single game. Done. Now we put up the net.

Now, as I was informed on Sunday, we have practices on Friday, too. Apparently they did more than practice. I heard about swimming, and kayaking, and paddle-boating. I never even knew. Too bad. It sounds like I missed a lot. :(

Well, I actually like the tough exercises. Though it is steaming hot, and you feel like your going to die of heat, I like it. Well, maybe I'll ask Mrs. Smith or someone to take pictures of us during practice so you can see what we do.

My Dream Vacation

2009-06-18T10:46:00.000-07:00

I'm starting a once a day 1 minute writing assignment because my mom says so. So, here we go.

Today's writing prompt comes from The One-Minute Writer. She encourages us to write for just a minute. If you decide to participate in The Creative Word please leave a link to it below if it's a blog or go ahead and write your response in the comments - don't worry about grammar, no body's gonna judge you. It isn't about perfection. I encourage you to write, even if it isn't online. Write with a pen and paper. Write in the sand and then wipe it away. Be funny, be serious, open up your heart, be you and just write.

Here is today's writing topic -Tomorrow you get the mail, and in it you find the best letter you can imagine. What does it say?

Dear Ms. Kait,

It is my privilege and honor to inform you that you have
just won an all paid for trip to Nevada for your family and 5 other families of
your choice, and $10,000 to give to a charity of your choice! You and the
families of your choice will be staying in large ranch house in the heart of
Nevada where you will live for a full 2 months! Along with the ranch house will
be a stable full of horses for you to ride when ever you please and trails to
the river where you will find a large rope swing that swings over the river,
mini-water fall, and more! All meals and room maintenance provided!

Sincerely,
RPWGSS
(Rich People Who Give Stuff Society)

I encourage you to do the same thing because it's a good thing for a girl to learn! Go to my mom's blog to read about today's assignment.

In But Not Of?

2009-06-15T11:48:00.000-07:00

Yup. That's me. In, but not of. It's my motto. The thing that defines me. What does it mean? Let me tell you.

In, but not of is a saying which means that I am in this world, but refusing to be part of this world. About 3 months ago, a friend of mine, and the rest of her family, gave me a different perspective on life after telling me that saying.
The world is evil and I, being a Christian, should do my best to push away the evil. I figured that I don't have much of a choice about being in this world, but I most certainly do have a choice about whethet or not I will be a part of the world. Don't agree with me? Here's another reason. - I want my light to shine. I want to be able to walk down the street and for people to just look at me and know that I am different, not normal. Here are a couple of ways I do that.

I wear skirts 95% of the time. Except for sports like Volleyball, and the occasional horseback riding, I almost always wear skirts. I have only 1 pair of jeans, and I don't even feel comfortable in them because I never wear them.
I keep my hair long and un-colored.
I do not wear makeup, except for the occasional light eye shadow for a slight sparkle and lip gloss.
I do not wear high-heel shoes. Ever. Never have and never will. They are also very bad for your back.
At 14, most teens are a looking forward to, or are already dating. I will not be participating in the casual dating, but will be courted in the proper way. My knight will ask my father to court me, when most parents have really no idea what their kids are up to. My father, on the night of my courtship, will know exactly where I will be at what time and when I will be home.
I do not participate in Facebook, MySpace, or Flickr, where I am open to evil. In fact, I don't even use chat. The reason I don't use Facebook and MySpace is that they put not-so-appropriate adds on, and I would be open for any person to come and talk to me, therefore not being able to choose my friends as wisely as I would if I met them in person. As our pastor put it a couple weeks ago, "Why should we participate in something that Christ is excluded from?". As for Flickr, your open to bad pictures left and right. You never know what your going to find on there.

There are a lot more ways that I refrain from this world, those are just the main ones. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that you should throw every pair of jeans you have into the trash, it's just my way of saying "Hey, I'm different.".

Tether Ball, Lizards, and A Bit of Fun!

2009-06-12T09:00:00.000-07:00

At first glance, your probably thinking "What on earth...", Yes. That is a monster, blow up tether ball, but I can tell you that that there tether ball is about the neatest outside toy we've ever gotten. My brothers found it fasinating when they learned that there was a game where the objective was to slam the ball into the opponants face, facinated and extremely pleased. Though I am not in any of the pictures, mainly because I was the one taking the pictures, I enjoy it also. A game where I can hit a ball as hard as I can? You can't even do that in volley ball!
My parents are fun to watch while they play that game, because my mom always laughing to hard to hit the ball and win herself, and my dad loves my mom too much to not let her win, which is why the game takes practicly 3 years to end. It's awesome.

And then there's the lizard. Riley, is his name. He's a really pretty lookin' lizard when he's green. Joe's green anole made a perfect picture as he stuck out his bright red dewflap.

Photography

2009-06-08T09:50:00.000-07:00

Hey guys! I just wanted to let you know that my photography site is up, and I'd love it if you guys would go check it out and let me know what ya think!
CandidKait.com

More Pictures...

2009-06-05T09:45:00.000-07:00

Here are some more pictures! There in order from least favs to favorite, to me. What do you think?

Pictures...

2009-06-02T09:16:00.000-07:00

I decided I was going to put my favorite pictures that I have taken and put them up here today. Here they are. Maybe I'll post some more later.

Spencer's Surprise? Party

2009-06-01T08:22:00.000-07:00

Well, it wasn't exactly a surprise because unfortunatly someone's tongue accidently slipped. Actually, he just didn't know it was a surprise. "Imagine his sirprese" - Count Olaf
Well, even though it wasn't exactly a big surprise for him, it was a LOT of fun! We played volley after Lizzy, Josh, Katie, and Danny showed up. We had played for about 20 min. when Christina, our head bopper, showed up. She joined the opposing team. We played for probably another 40 minutes when we were all called to sit down while Spencer recieved his birthday present, a sword, while Mr. Spencer's father did a ceremony type thing. It was really neat.
After that we went back to vball while the adults and younger kids got hot dogs. We played for a little while, and after the birthday boy's many plees, we decided to stop and get food. We got settled down and ate, making jokes about each other between mouthfuls of food. Everybody was giving their plates after they were done to Danny, I tried. He said he wouldn't take. So I walked up to him and dumped my full cup of ice-cold water on him and continued walking toward the house. He wasn't too far behind with a half-empty cup of lemonade. I broke into a run. I got to the house and put my plate in the trash. I peeked out the door. I didn't see him so I walked out. He was waiting for me around the side of the house, and as soon as he saw me he took off. I'm a faster runner then 'Old Dan', so it was quite impossible to catch me. I ran and sat by my mom, knowing that Danny wouldn't dare poor anything on me with the chance of getting it on my mom. I was wrong. He just very calmly poored it on my shoulder. Not only that, but he was an influence to his younger sisters, and they later soaked my back with a cup of water. Lovely.
We went back to volley ball after a few "circle warm ups", that's where we stand in a circle and see how many times we can hit the ball before it hit the ground. We didn't do that for very long. We started a game, and before long it was , Katie, Lizzy, David(Lizzy & Joshua's older brother), Victoria and I against Danny, Josh, Mr. Spencer's father, Mr. Christina's father, Spencer, Christina, and Bethany. Later my dad joined our team, and Matthew(Lizzy & Josh's older brother) joined the opposing team after Katie and Danny left, I think Spencer left too. It was 17-10, us with 17, when they said we had to take the net down, and that the next team who scores a point wins. Lizzy was serving. She served, and it went over the net. Josh hit...too hard. Out of bounds. We win! We all run in to get some water. By now it's almost dark outside, about 8:00pm, and everyone's leaving. We say goodbye to everyone, and leave.

It was tons of fun, and I definitely will plan to do something like that at my house soon.
Well, that's about it! We had fun, and laughter filled the air the entire time. Pictures to come soon!

Technical Difficulties...

2009-06-01T08:11:00.000-07:00

Hey guys. Webhero's having some problems with their images, so my pictures aren't showing up. Hopefully it'll be back up soon!

Changes, Changes, Changes!

2009-05-30T07:47:00.000-07:00

I'm messing around with my template right now, so for a little while it might look a little strange. Just wanted to give you the heads up!

Kait

Volley Ball Pictures

2009-05-27T09:45:00.000-07:00

Here are some pictures Katie gave me of volley ball yesterday.

Other team, first round, 1st game.

Other team, first round, 1st game.

My team, second round, only game.
I'm in the red shirt, Katie's in the gray, Lizzy's the green, and Josh is of course the gray.

Other team, first round, 3rd game.

Other team, first round, 3rd game.

My team, first round, 3rd game.

My team, first round, 2nd game.

My team during time-out.

From right: Me, Katie, Josh, Lizzy, and Bethany.

My team, first round, 3rd game.

Alex is in the yellow, and Victoria is in the blue.

Group picture.

Back row from right:Coach & her daughterm, Kevin, Spencer, Bethany, Christina, Victoria, and Mrs. Smith.

Front row from right: Katie, Lizzy, Josh, Alex, and me.

Volley Ball - Part...Oh Forget IT!!

2009-05-26T13:08:00.000-07:00

Well, it turns out that we're playing volley ball through the summer. Whoopie!
Today we played earlier then usual, 12-2 instead of 2-4. It was fun, and VERY hot. We had 10 people, so we divided up evenly, me being on a team with Alex, Christina, Victoria, Josh, and me, of course, and the other team was Katie, Lizzy, Kevin, Bethany, and Spencer. Pretty good teams, if you ask me. Kevin and Josh were team captains. After we got put in our positions, we served. I can't remember the exact score, or how exactly the game went, but I know that we won the game, switch sides, lost the next one, switched sides, and won the last one. After that we had a water/icecream break. The icecream was too sweet for me, so I only had a couple of bites. We went back outside after about 10 minutes, switched teams around, and did a single game to 25. Now it was Lizzy, Katie, Bethany, Josh, and I against Spencer, Victoria, Alex, Kevin, and Christina. We were on the side 'bad' side, the one that whoever was over there lost. With a rough beginning, it looked like that side was going to hold it's ground with its 'you can't win' streak. Half way through the game it was a sad score of 7-18, us losing. Coach called a time out and gave us some pointers, which apparently worked. We did 4 serves in a row, which got us up to 10-18. They served, it either went out of bounds or we hit it back, I can't remember. But anyhow, we got the ball. 9 more great serves, done by the fantabulous Katie, got us to 21-18. They're ball. They get to 22 and miss. Our ball! My serve. Now, just to let you know, I'm not a great server, and usually miss. I hit it...over the net! They hit it back and Katie and Joshua dive for it. One of them actually hit it over the net, but I don't know which one, but it doesn't matter because the other team didn't hit it back over. I served again...over! Again, over! Last time. If I get this ball over and they don't hit it back, we win! I close my eyes, and concentrate. I open my eyes, take a step forward, hit the ball...it goes over the net! After several attempts to get it back to us, the other team dropped the ball. We win!

It was fun, I enjoyed playing. In 2 weeks we'll meet back up again, I can't wait!

A sweet video

2009-05-16T16:16:00.000-07:00

I posted this a year ago, but I love it so much that I wanted to post it again. It's so sad and sweet, it makes me cry.

Updated 100 Things About Me

2009-05-14T13:00:00.000-07:00

Ok, I'm re-writing my 100 weird, interesting, and perhaps quirky things about me because as you know, people change...so here's an update

I have 6 brothers.
I'm the oldest child in my family.
I'm the only girl.
I have my own dog, a Jack Russell.
I think that Ranch in mashed potatoes is good.
Batman is totally sweet-awesome.
I've played piano since I was 10.
I'm not a huge fan of video games...unless of course I'm playing them.
I love animals of all shapes and sizes, except naked mole rats.
I can't decide who my best friend is, so I have many.
I'm very talkative. Don't believe me? Ask my friends.
I love going to church.
I think that the pastor of the church we are going to now is the best preacher I've ever heard.
I can't wait to get married, and I have big, big plans.
I want to live in Florida forever. No really.
I really want a Orange Mini Cooper.
I've always wanted blue eyes.
I have long, blond hair.
I've wanted a rat since January 31, 2009
I used to wear glasses, but haven't for about 6 years.
I'm 14, and am almost in the 10th grade.
After taking a test, I found that I am only 22% girly.
My dad is in flight school right now.
Horses are cool. Way, cool.
I have a electric Guitar.
I've always wanted the person I marry to call me Kaity-Girl...don't ask me why, 'cause I have no idea.
I love taking pictures.
Black and White pictures are my favorite.
My middle name is Elizabeth.
My favorite number is 7.
I love chocolate.
I belong in the south. Definetly.
I don't like snow. I despise it, in fact.
I've never broken any part of my body.
Never had stitches.
I'm sure that now I've said that I will break something.
I'm going to get braces.
My nickname is "the kid".
I love the color orange. L-O-V-E I-T.
I plan on having lots of pets, my poor future husband.
Converse rock.
My favorite meal is Beef Stroganoff.
I love listening to music.
I am VERY hesitant about spending money.
I babysit a lot.
World War 2 is my favorite thing to learn about, besides animals.
I love to read...a lot...and I'm fast...really.
I'm learning Sign Language at the moment.
I really want a Wired-haired Visla.
Jesus is my Hero.
My favorite band is Casting Crowns.
I can't decide on a favorite song.
I don't like the beach, yet I love Florida.
The Dark Knight is one of my favorite movies, but The Village is my all time fav.
The greatest romance story I've ever seen in a movie was "The Village"
I think it would be cool to live like the Amish,
I love to swing on a swing set for some reason.
It would be cool if I had freckles.
I have amber, not brown, eyes.
I wouldn't choose to marry someone who's in the Navy, Marines, Air Force, or Army, yet of course I would if I was in love.
I've always said, since I was like 7, that I'll marry someone who lives on a ranch, and breeds horses for me, and goats for my mom. Now, he has to live in Florida too.
I think that the most romantic setting is at a lake at about 10:05pm, sitting on a wodden bench where trees can be seen on the other side.
I am very strict about the fact that I will be courted.
I don't like moving.
I love to shop at Christian Books.com.
Janette Oke is my favorite author.
My favorite animal is the Burrowing Owl.
I only like hot dogs when they have ketchup smothered all over them.
I want to be a Stay at Home Mom when I am older.
I have my own Laptop.
I love learning things about people.
I love dogs.
It would be fun to have a bird.
I love the smell of rain.
I hate laundry, but somebodys got to do it. That's why God gave us siblings.
Dishes are lame. Everybody should use paper plates.
My favorite candle scent is Birthday Cake. Yes, it's a real scent.
I collect spoons.
Hay smells good.
I can't wait to fall in love.
I had memorized the book "Are you my mother" by the time I turned 3.
I was born on January 28, 1995
I have a friend who's 364 days younger then me, being born on January 27, 1994
I am SO ready to be done with this.
I'm enjoying the summer.
Winter is like a hollow pile of Bologna...what ever that means.
I very much enjoy Mac 'n' Cheese.
I love to get e-mails.
I wish I had a horse. A painted mare, in fact.
One of my closest friends is a smart alick and wears glasses.
My favorite kind of jewelry to wear are rings.
I usually listen to Christian music.
I LOVE PAINTBALL!
I have 4 green Anole Lizards that I caught myself...in my backyard!
I could look at the stars forever.
I hate weeding.
I have a 4 month old brother.
I've been to Waffle House in Pj's.
I love cooking.
My favorite thing to do is have fun.

Well, there's a hundred!!!! I encourage you to write 100 things about you!! If you do, please leave me the link so I can see, but if not, leave a few interesting things about you in my comments!

How Animal Smart Are You?

2009-05-14T11:51:00.000-07:00

The Thomson's Gazelle is a native of...?
a. East Asia
b. South Asia
c. South America
d. East Africa
The Large Munsterlander is a type of what?
a. Bird
b. Cat
c. Deer
d. Dog
The animal that kills the most humans every year is a...
a. Deer
b. Tiger
c. Horse
d. Hippo
The small marsupial, known as the koala, feeds on what leaves?
a. Oak leaves
b. Elm leaves
c. Eucalyptus leaves
d. Chirkamirge leaves
The Okapi is known for its deer-like body, zebra-like striped legs, and ____ tongue.
a. Long & Black
b. Large & Slimy
c. Blue & Long
d. Green & Large
The Bonobo is a type of...
a. Dog
b. Monkey
c. Deer
d. Bird
What do you call a female ferret?
a. Female
b. Mary
c. Jill
d. Mare
What do you call a baby hawk?
a. Hatchling
b. Egglet
c. Eyas
d. Finu
A Grizzly bear can live up to how many years?
a. 15
b. 25
c. 7
d. 45
There are over ___ species of snakes.
a. 1,400
b. 5,000
c. 800
d. 2,400
Chowder, is a word used to describe a multitude of...
a. Cats
b. Crows
c. Turtles
d. Monkeys
A tiercel is used to describe a male what?
a. Ring Tail
b. Hawk
c. Tiger
d. Opossum

Bible Verses

2009-05-12T11:17:00.000-07:00

Here are some of my favorite Bible verses.

Listen to advice and accept instruction, that you may gain wisdom in the future.
Proverbs 19:20

Behold, I(Jesus) am sending you out as sheep in the midst of wolves, so be as wise as serpents, and as gentle as doves.
Matthew 10:14

As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God.
Psalm 42:1

He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities, the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His wounds we are healed.
Isaiah 53:5

Let the little children come to me(Jesus) and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.
Matthew 19:14

Some boast in horses, and others in chariots, but we will boast in the Lord our God.
Psalm 20:7

Random Happenings...

2009-04-30T08:37:00.000-07:00

Well, I haven't posted in a while, sorry. But, hopefully I'll be able to post more often now. We've been pretty busy. First, I'll tell you about the Southern Ball I went to!

I had heard about the Civil War/Southern Ball about 2 1/2 weeks before the event, and from the moment I read the email my friend Katie sent me, I knew it was a must go event. I was unable to attend the practice, where they teach the dances, but luckily I had a couple good friends who willingly taught them to me. I spent the next 4 days getting ready for the ball. Figuring out what I would wear, teachiong my brothers, Gabe(8) and Matthew(5), the 2 dances I remembered, and tried to pursuade my father to take us. After was seemed like years, Friday came, the day before the ball, and I was told that we would be going! I finaly could uncross my aching fingures and relax, or so I thought. My father insisted that if we went to this ball, that the house would be spotless, and so it became. We cleaned and swept and wiped for hours on Saturday, and in between cleaning the house we had to cut all of the boy's hair, do my hair, my mom's hair, get the boys clothes sorted out, and get dressed, and during this time my dad was golfing with the men from our church. At about 4:00, we stared getting everyone dressed. By 4:30 everyone except for my mother was ready to go(she was smart and waited until last minute to put on her black & white dress). We were planning to leave at 4:35, so that we could be there by 5:30 when it started. Dad didn't get home until 4:50. By 4:53 we were all in the car and pulling out. I was so excited I could barely sit still! We were almost there when we got stuck in traffic over a bridge. That was fun. When we first pulled up, we saw no cars. I got nervous, I was in charge of printing out the directions. We pulled around the back, and I knew we were at the right place. If it wasn't the Civil War dressed men, it was the all to familar green van that we parked behind, my friends Elizabeth and Joshua's van. When we got inside, I joined my little circle group of friends - Katie, Lizzy, Danny, and Joshua, along with Katie's younger sisters. The then explained to me how it worked. I don't know if any body noticed, but I was shaking because I ws nervous, which is not normal for me, but after the first dance, which I did with my father, I was comfortable. My father and I did the American Sashay, and if you've ever done that dance, you'll know it is confusing. The people that we danced with(you do this dance in a group of 4) didn't really know what they were doing either, but we figured out the pattern right before the dance ended. The next dance was the Sweetheart Prominade, during which I watched the kids so my parents could dance. After that there was the Patty-Cake Polka, which I did with Matthew(5), but you change partners, so I only started with him. After that was the Carolina Prominade, which I did with my brother, Gabe(8), that one you also switch partners. Then I was asked to do the American Sashay by a good friend of mine, Joshua, which was a complete waste of a dance. We had no idea what we were doing, but oh well, I still enjoyed dancing with 'em. After that another friend, Spencer, asked me to dance the Spansh Waltz with him. That was fun. Then we did the Virginia Reel, I did that with Gabe again. By that time it was about 8:30, so my parents and family left, leaving me there. I was going home with some friends of ours. I didn't get asked to dance again, but still had fun half-dancing with my girl friends. It was a blast!
I really enjoyed myself.

Co-op is almost over. Sob, sob. Luckily, we will still do volley ball through the summer, so I'll still be able to hang out with some of my friends.

Well, that's about it for now! Bye!

The Pit

2009-04-17T08:52:00.000-07:00

A man fell into a pit and couldn't get himself out.

A subjective person came along and said, "I fell for you down there."
A objective person walked by and said, "It's logical a person would fall down there"
A Pharisee said, "Only bad people fall into pits."
A mathematician calculated how he fell into the pit.
A news reporter wanted a exclusive story on the pit.
An IRS agent asked if he was paying taxes on the pit.
A self-pitying person said, "You haven't seen anything until you've seen my pit!"
A fire-and-brimstone preacher said, "You deserve your pit."
A Christian Scientist observed, "The pit is just in your mind."
A phychologist said, "It's your parents fault your in that pit."
A self-esteem therapist said, "If you believe in yourself you can get out of that pit."
An optimist said, "Things could be worse"
A pessimist said, "Things will get worse."
Jesus, seeing the man, took his hand and lifted him out of the pit.

-Church bulletin in Australia
From "More Holy Humor"

Volley Ball - Part 5 ~ Hurrah!

2009-04-16T14:10:00.000-07:00

Waiting...

Ready Position

Not So Ready Position - This Is My Position

Play Ball! Oh Wait...

Wrong Sport

Yipee! Back to Volley Ball we go! I was very upset that we haven't been to P.E. in a week(spring break), and even more worried that we weren't going to play Volley Ball because of the rumor that we were going to play soft ball instead that was going around. But, fortunately, it was changed. Now we will play Volley Ball until the end of this part(next week), and then when we start up again in September(I think) we'll play either softball(elick) or kick ball(yipee).

Anyway, volley ball has been fun. When I had some of my closest friends over for a mini-party at my house a couple of weeks ago, I actually got the hang of it. As long as I'm paying attention, I can usually hit the ball...in the right direction.

This week we learned how to spike a ball. I CANNOT do it. I'm okay at it when there's a net in front of me, but when I'm trying to practice in my backyard, I can't hit at all. It's terrible. Oh well.

Well, I'm soaking up the fun like a dry sponge. I enjoy it so much! I can't wait 'till next week to join up with my friends and play a last game!

Pictures, Pictures, Pictures...

2009-04-10T08:13:00.001-07:00

A couple of weeks ago me and my friends Victoria, Jordon, and Rachel went to Benny Russell park to get some pictures for a project Jordon had at school. I took some pictures too! It was really fun. Here are some of the pictures I got.

Apparently, I'm Addicted

2009-04-08T15:27:00.001-07:00

74%

I would have never known. Wow.

God vs. Science

2009-04-07T14:25:00.000-07:00

Here is a really good forward I got -

'Let me explain the problem science has with religion.' The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.
'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?
''Yes sir,' the student says.
'So you believe in God?
''Absolutely."
'Is God good?"
''Sure! God's good.''
"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?''
"Yes''
"Are you good or evil?''
"The Bible says I'm evil."
'The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!' He considers for a moment. 'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?'
'Yes sir, I would.''
"So you're good...!''
"I wouldn't say that."
''But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't.'
The student does not answer, so the professor continues. 'He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?'
The student remains silent.
"No, you can't, can you?" the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.
'Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"
''Er..yes,' the student says."
'Is Satan good?'
The student doesn't hesitate on this one.
'No.
''Then where does Satan come from?
The student falters.
'From God
''That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?
''Yes, sir.
''Evil's everywhere, isn't it ? And God did make everything correct??
'Yes''
So who created evil?'
The professor continued, 'If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil.'
Again, the student has no answer.
'Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?'
The student squirms on his feet.
'Yes.'
'So who created them?
'The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. 'Who created them?' There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.
'Tell me,' he continues onto another student.'Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?
The student's voice betrays him and cracks.
'Yes, professor, I do.'The old man stops pacing.
'Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?
''No sir. I've never seen Him.
''Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?
''No, sir, I have not.'
'Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelled your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?'
'No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't.'
'Yet you still believe in him?'
'Yes'
'According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?'
'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'
'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'
The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of His own
'Professor, is there such thing as heat?'
'Yes.'
'And is there such a thing as cold?'
'Yes, son, there's cold too.'
'No sir, there isn't.'
The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested.The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain.
'You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.'
Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.

'What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?'
'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night if it isn't darkness?'
'You're wrong again , sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?'

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester.
'So what point are you making, young man?'
'Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.'
The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. 'Flawed? Can you explain how?'
'You are working on the premise of duality,' the student explains. 'You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as asubstantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it. Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?'

'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do.'

'Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?'

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?'

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.

'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean.'
The student looks around the room.
'Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?'
The class breaks out into laughter.

'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelled the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir. So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?'

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable. Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers.

'I guess you'll have to take them on faith.'
'Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life,' the student continues. 'Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?'

Now uncertain, the professor responds,
'Of course, there is. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil.'
To this the student replied,
'Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.'

The professor sat down.

The student was Albert Einstein. Albert Einstein did write a book titled God vs. Science in 1921.

Fix-It-Friday!

2009-04-05T15:24:00.000-07:00

This weeks picture was called "Dimpled Darling".
I thought it was adorable all by itself! Here is the original.

See what I mean? Extremely adorable all my itself. But, the fun is going in and messing with it.

I used Adobe Photoshop 7 for my editing. I upped the contrast to my liking(about 40) and the brightness(15). After that I made it black and white. I then cropped it at a slight angle, and upped the contrast and brightness again by about 10 each. This is what I got.

Well, I had fun! It was very simple. I do enjoy messing with photos in Photoshop.
Head over to I Heart Faces and do one yourself! It's fun!

A Review On Katie McCurdy's "Journey Of Faith"

2009-04-03T09:42:00.000-07:00

Here is a review on a book that a good friend of mine wrote.

Journey of Faith by Katie McCurdy
Legacy of Purpose Series - Book 1
Rating: 5 out of 5

14 year old Faith Martin is just a normal, Christian girl living Birchwood, Missouri during the 1800s. Her faith in God has always been strong, but is suddenly tested when her father unexpectedly announces that they are going to move 1,000 miles away to Praire Grove, Wyoming. Faith starts wondering if God really knows what he's doing, and if her dream of becoming a nurse is possible in such a small community so far away. Yet Faith still holds on to Romans 8:28 - 'And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them that are called according to his purpose.'
Not knowing what future lies ahead, Faith and her 7 siblings, along with their parents, set out on a wagon train to Prairie Grove, where Faith makes many new friends.
After arriving in Prairie Grove, Faith is holding on tight to what she believes is right: That God knows what he is doing, and that all things have a purpose.
But Faith has a tragic testing in faith when her and her 12 year old brother, Ben, are kidnapped by outlaws. Will Faith be strong enough to stand firm in her faith as she goes through such hard times? Find out in "Journey of Faith"!!!

The Positive -
First of all, it's a Christian book placed in the 1800s, my favorite timeline.
The story was very well told. I wasn't ever confused about what was going on, or where someone was. It was all explained very thoroughly, yet at the same time the author did not over explain 1 simple subject.
The adventure in this book was very nice, and a tad bit of a sweet relationship made this book a great one.
I really enjoyed that fact that Faith had a huge family. Her relationship with each of her siblings, especially Ben, was one of enjoyment and love. She helped her siblings through each of their troubles, whether the troubles be large or small, with an attitude of eagerness.
Faith was very respectful to her parents, and to all her elders. She was willing to help wherever and whenever it was needed.
Faith, although around many boys during the wagon train, was not flirtatious by any means. She quickly pushed away any talk that might have been flirtatious, and when unable to change the subject, she simply walked away.

The Negative -
There was a character in the book that I think should have been spoken, or thought, of more, but that's just me. I'm a romance person, which is why I'm dying to read the next one, which is about Faith's courtship.
The time went by very quickly, but I guess that's understandable considering the wagon trail itself took 4-5 months!
Although I stated some cons, I really had to scrounge for them. I could not think of anything!!

To Sum It Up-
Journey of Faith was a great book. The adventure was great, the characters were great, the story was great. It was great!
I must warn you though, once you pick up this book, you will not put it down until you have finished it!

To buy this book, or learn more about it, go to Amazon.com, or Barnes and Noble!!

Review and Book Description written by Kait Culbertson

Rogue Post

2009-03-27T09:25:00.000-07:00

Umm. Hmm. What should I post about. Hmm. Umm. Am I boring you? Sorry.

Oh!! I just remembered that I got some pictures of us at co-op on Tuesday! Though some of my friends might kill me, I'm going to put them on here.

Victoria

Josh and Spencer, cameraphobic?

Every week after lunch the boys come out and play football.

This is our Creative Writing class. Starting on the left end and going clock-wise, we have Katie, Kesha, Kevin, Kaleb, Nathan & Jake(you can't see them), and Dylan. At another table are Spencer and Joshua, and at the table I'm sitting at is Victoria, Bethany, Alex, and me, of course.

Victoria teaches a ballet class. Starting at Victoria and going clock wise is Anna, Tabitha, Cadence, Katie, Kesha, and Makenna.

And last, but far from least, is Anna. Anna is the cutest kid there!

Her and Nora make a beautiful picture, I just wish it wasn't blurry. :(

My Easter Presentation

2009-03-23T08:54:00.000-07:00

For co-op, me and the other older kids(11 and up) had to write an Easter presentation, with whatever we want on it. We can team up with a friend, or do it by yourself. I haven't been to co-op for the last 2 weeks, so I didn't get a buddy, which is probably a good thing because I have a tendency to take over the project, by accident.
I thought that since almost none of you go to my co-op, I 'd go ahead and put my Easter presentation on here. I just finished it about 20 seconds ago, so your the first to see it!

Easter Today by Kait Culbertson

"I will start by reading Matthew 28:1-10

Matthew 28:1-10 - After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.
The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."
So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me."

That is the story. The rising of the dead of our LORD Jesus. The one who died a terrible death on a cross was risen again on the 3rd day. He is alive! He is sitting at the right hand of God the Father Almighty, alive! It was, and is, good news!!
So, why have people forgotten the true meaning of Easter? It is such good news, how could you forget something like that? It must have not been forgotten, but chosen to be disregarded. Why? Okay, some people forgot about Jesus, and what he went through to save us. But where on earth does the Easter bunny come in? I looked around and found a site called Goddess Gift, and sadly, this is what I found.

Easter is named for a Saxon goddess who was known by the name of Eastre. She is a goddess of the dawn and the spring, and her name derives from words for dawn, the shining light arising from the east.
Eastre was a fertility goddess. Bringing in the end of winter, with the days brighter and growing longer after the vernal equinox, Eastre had a passion for new life. Her presence was felt in the flowering of plants and the birth of babies, both animal and human. The rabbit (well known for its propensity for rapid reproduction) was her sacred animal.
Easter eggs and the Easter Bunny both featured in the spring festivals of Eastre, which were initially held during the feasts of the goddess Ishtar Inanna. Eggs are an obvious symbol of fertility, and the newborn chicks an adorable representation of new growth. Brightly colored eggs, chicks, and bunnies were all used at festival time to express appreciation for Eastre's gift of abundance.
(Found on : Goddess Gift)

Here is a poem I found that I thought would go perfect with this subject.

What is this day all about? by Johnny Hart

What is this day all about?
Hiding eggs for kids to rout?

Cakes and cookies shaped like lambs?
Pink chapeaus on pink madams?

That is not what it's all about.
Who got buried and then got out?
Leaving no one any doubt?
"He is risen! Here them shout"
That it was this day's all about.

That is what this day should be all about. But sadly, it isn't. It isn't at all. Easter was named and made for a Pagan goddess before Chirst, which means it didn't start out as the rising of the dead of Jesus Christ. What happened was Christian missionaries tried to go and change pagan beliefs. The pagans didn't want to change, so the Christians decided to try to coax them into believing by telling them they could keep some of their celebrations, but by adding a little bit of Jesus made it okay. The pagan were then "won over" and the Christians could feel good about themselves for turning pagans into Christians.

So now we have mythical bunnies, painted eggs, and candy treats for Easter. Jesus is just a side character is Easter for most people now days. That is not how it should be. It should be a day where everyone praises and worships Jesus, because only He is worth worshipping."

Happy Birthday To You...

2009-03-20T07:53:00.000-07:00

Today is my mom's birthday! She'd probably yell at me if I told you how old she was(just kidding), but I thought I'd say happy day anyway! Head over to Our Blessed Arrows and tell my mom happy birthday! Thanks!

Happy Birthday Mom!!!

Volley Ball - Part 4?

2009-03-18T10:19:00.000-07:00

Sadly there is no 4th volley ball post because I was sick this week and was unable to attend co-op and P.E.. It started last week, but it was only a mildly sore throat. I thought that was all I was going to get, but I was wrong. I woke up 3 days ago with a cough and a stuffy nose. It had died down a bit today, but I still am coughing every once and a while. Every single one of my brothers has gotten it, and both of my parents. It has been 2 weeks since we went to co-op last, and I am missing it. All of my brothers are feeling better today, so hopefully we will be able to go to co-op and P.E. next week. Since we only have 7 weeks of co-op left, I plan to enjoy them as much as I can.

Well, since I don't have to write a 5 page story about v-ball, I guess I'll just ask you guys a couple of questions about the fun you like to have.

What is your favorite sport to play? - Mine is Volley Ball.
What is your favorite thing to do? - I love to ride horses, even though I almost never have the chance.
What summer activity do you enjoy most? - I like it when we set up our giant water slide in our back yard and have our friends come and play on it with us.

I Also Wonder...

2009-03-17T09:09:00.000-07:00

Once you are in heaven, do you get stuck in the clothes you were buried in for eternity?

Why does a round pizza come in a square box?

How is it that people could put a man on the moon before they put wheels on luggage?

Why do people say they slept like a baby when babies wake up every two hours?

Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast into a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat?

Why do we press harder on the remote control when we know the batteries are going dead?

Why does someone believe you when you say there are a billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?

Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?

Why is it that whenever I attempt to catch something that is falling from the table, I always manage to knock something else over?

Teenagers Can Have Fun Too...

2009-03-16T12:59:00.000-07:00

Hmm. You must be thinking after seeing that picture "What on earth...?"

Here's the story -

Rain. It was all I could see. Pouring, rain. I sat on the back porch with my Jack Russell and watched as the rain ran off the roof and made a small stream along the back of the house. The small stream ended in a puddle by the back door. It was very clear water, and since here in Florida dirt is replaced with sand, it looked like the beach. I put Jack's leash on him and opened the back door. My brother sat in a folding chair inside the porch, playing with some little do-hikky.

I hooked Jack up and sat under the outside part of the porch, still under the roof. I ran my finger through the puddle, and watched as my finger made ripples run through the crystal clear pool. I looked over and saw that my brothers still hadn't filled the hole that they dug a couple of days ago. I started taking some of the loose sand out of the bottom of the clear puddle, and put it into the hole. I kept doing this and realized I was making a hole myself my filling in my brothers hole. That would get me nowhere. I went down a little further, now in the mini stream, and took some dirt from there. My hands were now somewhat dirty, but were easily cleaned my putting them into the puddle. I called my brother out to mess around with me, and after much persuading he joined me. Now we weren't filling holes, we were just making a mess. I was still pretty clean. I had some dirt on my hands, and part way up my arms, but my pants were clean and all that. Then it happened. I was sitting next to the puddle, and I reached over to grab a stick, and I lost my balance and fell over. Right into the pile of mud I had made. It still wasn't that bad, it was mostly on my behind anyway. But, while trying sit up without slipping again, my lovely Jack decided it was time to dig, and send the dirt right at me. Now I was dirty. Very, dirty. The picture above does not justify how dirty I am, because you can not see 1 side and my back. I decided right then and there that I was not going to try to stay neat. I even threw a lump of mud at my brother, and then used the excuse that I was trying to toss it into the puddle. I don't think he believed me, nobody ever does. I "played in the mud" for another ten minutes and then I was done. You should have seen my dog. He was dirt from the nose down. Dirty, and very cute. I put him in the shower with me, which he didn't like, and washed him 3 times(it took that many times to get the dirt off of him).

Now if you think about it, how many 14 year olds do you know that would play in the mud? 1, 2? Would you? Why is it that you hit a certain age, and that age means that you can't have fun any more? It's funny that people may laugh when they see a 14 year old playing in the mud like a little kid. But hey, the Bible says "...and become like the little children, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." Perhaps Jesus didn't have playing in the mud in mind, but I really do think that we need to be more like them. Don't kids seem happy? If a child is under the age of 10, he smiles more then he frowns. But golly, if your over the age of 13 you have to be Mister/Misses serious. It's like you hit a "No fun" age. If that's the problem, let's just get rid of the age factor. Who needs it anyway? All it seems to do is add more troubles in the world, and less fun. Let's just become like the little children, and be done with it.

I'm Bored, So Here Are Some Random Questions

2009-03-16T11:06:00.000-07:00

Tell me what your opinion is!

Is Jack Sparrow a good guy or bad guy?
Is cheese dead milk, or is it more alive then ever?
Does the chicken come before the egg, or is it the other way around?
Which is better? Apple or Microsoft?
If we poured red dye into the ocean, would it turn the sky purple?(Wouldn't that be ugly Sarah?)
Why does the moon look orange sometimes?
Are the tiny stars that I see every night really billions of light years away?
Are pigs really as stupid as movies make them out to be? I don't think so.
Is it possible for somebody's eyes to change colors, or is it just me?
Why did we decide to make the flag red, white, and blue.(Spencer, I'm sure you can answer that for me)
Why do people get less and less good looking as they get older?
If a tree falls in the forest, and there's no one around, does it make a sound? Or do the other trees just laugh at him?
Do parents really think that they're cool, or are they just oblivious?
Is 14 a neater number the 13? Why?
I wonder if when God told Adam and Eve to name the animals, if Eve wanted to name them "Ahhh," and "Your Adorable"?
Did Adam have to persuade her otherwise?
Why is it that a dog growls at you when you blow in his face, yet hangs his head out the window when your driving?
Am I wasting time?
Are the owners of Coke and Pepsi friends?
Do fish think like this? "Water, water, water, water..."

Volley Ball - Part 3

2009-03-14T13:21:00.000-07:00

Sorry its a little late. :) Click one of these to read part 1 & 2 of the Volley Ball series.

Hmm. How to begin?
Well, Tuesday my mom was sick, as well as 2 of my younger brothers. So, unfortunately we did not go to co-op. :( We were kind of bummed out, but understood and excepted why. Still hoping to be able to make it to P.E., we started asking if she would just take us then(P.E. starts at 2). "Maybe" was her answer, but then Ben(4) became feverish and we knew it wasn't going to work.
Then my dad got home at around 1:00, surprisingly. I asked him if he wouldn't mind taking us to P.E., expecting the answer no. "Sure!" was his reply. Ok, wasn't expecting that, but hurray!! We got ready to go, and left at around 1:45. We got there about 10 minuets early, and talked to the few people who were there. People from co-op showed up in the middle of stretches(as always) and joined us. We did the normal push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, and the mile run. Finally it came to the time that made P.E. worth it, Volley Ball. Us girls finished our run before the boys, so we started out practicing our passes, and such. When the boys finally showed up, we did the same thing with them. At 3:30, we started our first game, which we won barely. This time I could hit the ball, but I was still having trouble on my aim, so usually it went flying over to the right. Whoops. All of the sudden Coach says "Alright, this side has 23(us), this side has 24(them). We'll go to 25 and then switch sides."
So we serve and it goes over the net and nobody hits it. One more point for us. Then they serve. I'm at the front-right corner, not a very good place to be when you haven't ever hit the ball over the net. I say "Don't come to me, ball" under my breath. It must of not heard me 'cause it came flying right at me. "Oh great", I think. I take a step back, get in position, and hit it...over the net it goes! They hit back over and Joshua(middle) jumps over and hits it back over the net. Spencer goes for it...miss! We win!! Now we switch sides and what-not. In the very beginning of that game Katie leaves, and shortly after that Lizzy and Josh leave too. My dad joins in, and we win again. I learned how to serve correctly in that game. That's good.

I had a lot of fun, as usual. We'll do it again on Tuesday, and may be I'll be able to get the ball over the net. Maybe...

The Zip Line - Total Fun

2009-03-13T15:42:00.000-07:00

Today we had a 4-H project to work on at our 4-H leaders house. She lives about 15 miles outside of town, and has a very nice country home. We went with some friends of ours who also picked up Ele and Korbin who live down the street from us. We get there a half and hour early and nobodies really there, so us kids go in the backyard and start messing around. They have a mini zip-line in their backyard which was about 20 feet long and 9 feet high at the starting point. So we're all messing around on it, and people keep showing up until we have about 20 kids lined up for this tiny zip-line. I went on it twice and was done, it was kinda boring and definitely wasn't worth the 10 minute wait. Eventually everybody got there and we did our project(we made a compost pile) and everything. Afterwards we were told that there was a surprise out in the barn.
The surprise was a zip-line that started in their barn loft, about 40 feet off the ground, and ended about 90 feet away. Of course I was at the end of the line, and just ahead of me was Joe(brother), Andrew, and Spencer(Andrew and Spence are brothers). We're chatting about random things, mostly about how high the zip-line is and making jokes about it and stuff. One of the people who was running the thing said that if you wanted to you could go without the harness. There were a couple of boys who were like "I can do it!". Guess how long that lasted. Those "tough boys" got up there and immediately said they wanted the harness. Wimps.
I watched Spencer and Joe go down. I eventually got up there and got the harness on. I grabbed the handle, looked down, and jumped. It was SO FUN!! It felt so good to have the breeze in your face, considering it was about 83 degrees and we had just put together a pile of compost.
Afterwards, I decided that I was going to go down that thing with no harness. I went back up, grabbed the handles, looked down, and hesitated. Then I went down. It was even more fun! I was the 2nd person, I think, to go down without a harness. After I did it, Spencer decided he was going to do it too. I followed him up the stairs and stood behind him in line. After a little waiting it was his turn. He stood up there and eventually went down. I followed suit.

After that I went and hung out with Victoria and Christina who were taking pictures of random stuff. That was fun!

It was a lot of fun, and we learned a lot about compost. Whoo. I had a good time.

Made a compost. Zipped the zip line. Hung with friends. Laughed a laugh.
All was good.

The Office Theme - Piano

2009-03-13T06:21:00.000-07:00

Although I'm not allowed to watch these shows, my parents do through the computer(we don't have cable) and I often hear the theme song. I love it.
I decided I was going to try to find the piano sheet music for it on the Internet. I couldn't find it, at least not free anyway. So I watched a couple of YouTube videos, and learned it myself.
Now I can play all of it except the very last part, so it ends kind of suddenly.

Here is a video of me playing this totally sweet-awesome song.

Smile, There's A New Smiley!

2009-03-12T13:46:00.000-07:00

Hey there! Check out this new neat blog!! I really enjoyed taking her challenges and such.

Template Geek Templates...

2009-03-09T14:49:00.000-07:00

Here are some of the templates you can get at Template Geek. I'm adding more right now too.

Oops...

2009-03-09T12:12:00.000-07:00

Sorry. Livie just made me realize that I forgot to post the answer to the last question - Is there a 4th of July in England?

The answer is...yes. Big suprise. :) There is a 4th of July in England, they just don't celebrate Independence like we do.

I will post the next question in a couple of days, I'm working on Template Geek right now. Thanks!

New Template Blog

2009-03-08T14:45:00.000-07:00

I made a blog just for testing and messing with templates. I will put a post up for every one that I like with the link to it, and how to make it work on blogger. Right now I'm messing with it, but I'm going to start posting the ones I like. Go to templategeek.blogspot.com to see what I'm talking about. Thanks!!!

Back To Normal...

2009-03-08T13:32:00.000-07:00

Ok, I think we got things back to normal. http://www.kaitlynology.com/ should work now, and from now on. We're still working on just kaitlynology.com working, but if you put the www before it it will work. Thanks!!!

Kait

What I Wish I'd Known Sooner

2009-03-05T08:22:00.000-08:00

This is kind of goes with my 100 things about me post. I got the idea out of one of my Chicken Soup For The Teenage Soul books. I thought it sounded fun, so here it is. Please leave a comment, or a Mr. Linky to your a post on your blog, telling me what I should add to it from your experience.

NEVER, under any circumstances tell your mom your bored when there is a sink full of dishes.
Don't praise the Lord by throwing thousands of tiny beads in the air, it never turns out too well. Praise the Lord in a slightly less messy way.
Santa Claus scissors are bad luck when it comes to cutting hair, at least when you 4.
Don't let your 2 year old brother play on your piano after eating pancakes.
Whoopie Cushions are not the greatest presents to get your 10 year old brother for Christmas.
Starting a fire in your backyard with a magnifying glass is not the best idea.
Jack Russells and Ragdoll cats don't mix well.
Fresh Rhubarb is gross.
Worms don't make the greatest pets.
Never wish upon a star...you might just get what you wished for.
If someone yells "Look at that huge bird", don't look up. It only ends in disaster.
Fish food tastes gross.
You have to pay attention when playing Volley Ball.
Never, ever let your brother play with your beads.
Never let your brother play with your guitar.
Never let your brother play with anything that is valuable to you.
Assignments don't have to be 5 pages long.
Cows are boring to watch. Moo.
Take the time to look at the stars in the country, for they disappear as soon as you enter the city.
Rock climbing is not as easy as it looks.
Ocean water is disgusting.
Jelly fish are not as dead as they look.
If it hurts, DON'T do it again!
If at first you don't succeed, try again. Then give up, there's no reason to be ridiculous about it.
White dogs, and black pants DO NOT mix.
If you can laugh at yourself, your going to be fine.
If you allow others to laugh with you, you'll be great.

Volley Ball - Part 2

2009-03-04T14:02:00.000-08:00

This week I went to P.E. again, of course, and had a lot of fun. I really enjoyed volley ball. It's this game where you have to hit a ball over the net, for those of you who don't know. :) Half the time I can't even get the "hit the ball" part right, and of course when I do hit it and it flys over the net it's just the other team passing the ball to us because it's our turn to serve.

Oh, and I was told by Spencer that he wasn't laughing at me, but with me. Uh, yeah right. Saying "Go Kate"(I'm sure you thought my name wrong, Spence) while laughing and throwing your arms up in the air as the volley ball hits the net instead of going over it is not laughing with me. Please, somebody tell me if I'm wrong.
Anyway...
What's confusing for me is being up by the net. I have to make split-second decisions about how to hit the ball(under handed or over handed), and I'm not the best at split-second decisions. I usually do it backwards, hitting it under handed when it needs to over handed or the other way around, and am usually promptly told by either Christina or Josh that I did it the wrong way. Woops.
There is good news in this post, but I like to savor the best for last(which is why I eat my sandwiches from the outside in). I actually was able to get the ball in the air and eventually over the net when serving. Our coach taught us the way not to break our fingers and wrists during the game by showing us how to hold our hands. I was serving way wrong. I'm still not that good at it, but practice does help...a lot. I asked my mom to pick me up a volley ball, and she said she would next time she went to Wal-Mart, so hopefully I'll be able to practice passing and serving in our backyard. I want a yellow one with a smily face on it, but I don't think we'll be able to find one like that. :( Oh well.

Volley ball is my new favorite sport(it used to be swimming), and hopefully by next year I'll be able to play on a team. :)

Haha. :)

2009-03-03T16:23:00.000-08:00

"If your parents never had children, chances are... neither will you."
- Dick Cavett

There Was A Man Who Had A CRAZY CAT!!!

2009-03-02T12:08:00.000-08:00

That would be us. Wazzu, our $600 Ragdoll, is probably the weirdest animal on the planet. Seriously. He's also quite annoying too. When my friends come over for our monthly get together, they all rave over the cat. They obviously aren't here when this "calm and beautiful kitten" meows his head off at 2 in the morning 'cause he wants his back scratched.

Oh yeah, he's a charm.

Calm. Ha! You should see him go into hunter mode. He attacks your feet and does this weird half-a-back-flip thing as you walk into the room. 10 seconds later he's asleep on his "multi-level-climby-thingie", as Tiger would say(Over The Hedge).

Beautiful, ok I'll give him that. He is a gorgeous cat. That's probably the only reason he's alive today. :)

Kitten? Not a chance. He's a 20 pound, 5 year old pest. Not a kitten.

What's really funny is when you give him a bath. He turns into this howling, wiggly, skinny, Siamese looking animal. It's really sad, but hilarious at the same time. Here are some pictures of our crazy cat.

¿No es él un gato hermoso y magnífico?

(Lo puse en español apenas para ti Jordon)

Hunter Mode Eyes

Isn't he pitiful? He's hates baths.

Technical Difficulties...

2009-03-01T12:47:00.000-08:00

Hey peoples. Just letting you know that I'm having problems going through Kaitlynology.com, so for now you have to go through Kaitlynology.blogspot.com. Sorry about the trouble, hopefully I'll be able to fix it soon. Thanks!!!

Running and Other Boring Stuff...

2009-02-27T11:33:00.000-08:00

Running.

I hate it.

I've been running almost a mile every day for 4 days.

Why?

Because of co-op.

First of all, you should know that our family doesn't go to P.E. after home-schooling co-op because by the time P.E. comes around, mom is worn out. I don't care really, I get to have fun for a couple of hours anyway.

So, last week half of my family was sick. So Joe and I went to co-op with some friends of ours, they go to P.E. We said we would go with them. That might have been a mistake.

It was going good, having fun, hanging with friends, going to fun classes, and then it came...time for P.E. I should have seen it then. I'm the one who said I wanted to go. P.E., how hard could it be? All you do is stretch and to sit-ups and stuff right? Wrong. First you get to the park and you do a bunch of stretches, mind you I'm wearing jeans. After that, you split up into 4 groups. Older Girls, Younger Girls, Older Boys, and Younger Boys. So I'm left with a bunch of girls I don't know. Luckily, Victoria was there, so I wasn't all alone.

So we get to this bar thing and we start doing pull-ups. That was about the easiest thing I've ever done. Then us and the boys trade places. So now we're over at this small little concrete slab. We run and grab these little blocks, and run them back and drop them at the line. I did it in 10.58 seconds, pretty good I guess. Then we do these little stretch thingies, I don't know what their called. And then we join the boys at another concrete slab. They do push-ups, we do sit-ups, and then we switch. I did 26 sit-ups in like 45 seconds(I don't know what the time limit is). Then I did 7 push-ups. I know, it's sad. They said half of the push-ups I did I didn't go down far enough. What they must not realize is it hurts just as much doing half as it is does going all the way down.
By then your pretty tired. Then they make you go run a mile. I didn't know that. I start out in first, not even running hard. I almost get around the first lap(there are 4) and I have to really slow down. By the time I'm half way around the second, I feel like I'm going to die. What's really embarrassing is when these little girls, Anna, Anna Marie, and Julia, turn around and walk with me, telling me to hurry up. These girls are the little girls that stick to my heels and argue about who gets to sit next to me at co-op. Now they're arguing over who gets to hold my hand and drag me along. It was very sad. I finally got past the finish line. Then, to my relief Christina gives me a bottle of her water. That water was half gone within 2 seconds. I joined the rest of the kids for volley ball. I had never played before. I'm on a team with Joshua, Katie, Justin(just met him, funny guy), Bethany, and Christina. We're against Victoria, Spencer, Alex, and Benjamin(another new face). It's my turn to serve. Great. I'm trying to get this ball in the air. I have Christina and Josh yelling across the...volley ball field?...trying to teach me how to serve. Finally I focus on what Christina is saying and hit the ball. Over the net it goes! Lucky first try. We shift around.
I've found 2 positions I really don't like. Middle, and server. I'm not the greatest at getting the ball over the net.
I'm getting confused as Joshua(he took the team captain role) is yelling "Katie, hit the ball" as it sails over the net. I start running towards it. Wrong Katie. I almost collide with "other" Katie as she turns around. Spencer's on the other side of the net laughing at me. The little pest. The balls rolling and I try to step on it to stop it. Bad move. I end of on my behind after slipping on it. I'm trying to get up as I laugh. Eventually I get up. Joshua and Justin tell me it's my turn to be in the middle. I just give them a funny face and move toward the middle.
It's really confusing playing volleyball, at least with these kids. Because I can't tell when they're just tossing the ball over the net to the other person cause it's our serve, or when I'm supposed to actually hit the ball. It still was a lot of fun. At least I got to hang with my friends for and extra hour and a half.

I get home and I just fall on the couch. I thought my legs were about to fall off. I found out the next day that we were going to start going with the Whites to P.E. every week. Great. I figured that if I had to run a mile, I should work so that I don't drop dead afterwards next time. I've been running almost a mile since Tuesday, and it gets easier every time. By next Tuesday I'll be able to run how I wanted to the first time - With Pleasure.

Next question

2009-02-27T11:30:00.000-08:00

Do they have a 4th of July in England??

Yes
No
Only During Leapyears

Answer to last weeks - #5(look at wingsofwwii/Spencer's answer here)

Totally Sweet-Awesome T-shirt!

2009-02-26T10:04:00.001-08:00

The other day I recieved a t-shirt from Kim and Jason! I left a comment on their blog after they had tried to decide if ketchup was a food, answering the question for them, which of course was yes!! I DO NOT like eggs or hotdogs unless they are smothered in ketchup. Thanks to K & J I can proclaim it to the world, through a t-shirt at least. Here is a picture of me wearing my new favorite shirt.

Thanks Kim and Jason!!

Meet Flynn, Pixie, and Oscar.

2009-02-25T09:03:00.000-08:00

Hi!!

Here is a very cute picture of my friend Maddi's dog, Flynn. He is adorable!!

After Maddi(10) requested that I put a picture of him on my blog, I decided to go ahead and do it. He's only going to make my blog cuter!!

Flynn is a black lab and golden retriever cross(I think). He is very friendly and very adorable. He even watches his weight by running on a treadmill. She also has 3 other dogs. Here are Pixie(my favorite) and Oscar. They are cute!

They have a dog named Mimi too.

Flynn

Pixie

Oscar

Darth Vader

2009-02-25T08:29:00.000-08:00

This is the best YouTube video ever! Thanks to my friend Taylor for showing it to me, I can now share it with all of you.

P.S. Taylor, this is the same video you showed me but with a more appropriate name. It's called Darth Vader Spoof instead.

Question

2009-02-23T08:58:00.000-08:00

Here is the next question, sorry it's late.

The Spanish Civil War was fought between which countries?

Spain and Germany
Mexico and The United States
The Allies and The Axis
Spain and Italy
None of The Above (please say what you think the answer is)

The answer to the last one is...Lee

No Name

2009-02-19T09:13:00.000-08:00

I got this quote from Katie, and I thought it was funny so I'm going to put it here. I'm not short, but I still thought this was funny.

"I am not SHORT everyone else is FREAKISHLY TALL."

Question Of The Day

2009-02-19T08:49:00.000-08:00

I've decided to do a question of the day for a couple of weeks. Here is the first one.

Lee's parents emigrated from China. They have 5 children. The first 4 are named La, Le, Li, and Lo. What did they name the fifth child?

Lu
Ley
Jenny
Lee
Anna
They didn't have a 5th child

F is for Friends...

2009-02-17T13:23:00.000-08:00

I'm sorry, but I have to put the Sponge Bob song on here -

"F is for friends who do stuff together,

U is for you and me,

N is for 'nywhere at 'ny time at all down here in the deep blue sea!!"

That's about what it was! I had a party yesterday at my house just for the fun of it, and it was so much fun! My best buds, Taylor, Sarah, Jordon, Victoria, and Spencer, came over at around 1:00pm, and we filled out these little quiz thingies I made, and then we decided to play charades. Sarah had to act out an obnoxious teenager(which was hilarious) and a rubber duck, Taylor was trying to do Sarah Palin(that was also hilarious), Jordon did Monk, but that was really easy because we talked about what someone would have to do if they had Monk, but she also tried to do a cactus(which was hilarious), Victoria was told to do a pretzel(that was hilarious), Spencer had to a couple of really funny ones too(which was hilarious).

Well, obviously it was hilarious, and we had a good time. After stealing the rope from a ropacholic, we played tug-of-war, at least until Spencer let go of the rope and Sarah and I fell backwards onto the ground. That was fun. Sarah and I could not stop laughing. After that I think it was Taylor who suggested to play Monkey in the Middle, but who ever suggested it got what he/she wanted because we played a very awkward game of Monkey in the Middle. In the middle of Taylor, Spencer and I trying to get the ball, we were called in by Sarahs mom saying that she was there(really?) and that Victoria and Spencer's mom was there too. So, we all went inside, and Jordon decided it was time for her to go home too, so they all left. Everybody left at the same time, so I said bye to them at the door and went and sat down on the couch. After a few seconds I looked around and saw Taylor sitting on the other side of the couch. Ok, I guess not everybody left. It was 4:15, 15 minutes past ending time, and I was bb-sitting down the street a 4:30. So we sat there waiting for his mom to show up. Waiting...

Eventually I had to go and bb-sit. I felt bad having to leave my guest and go down the street, but what choice did I have? I was later told that his mom pulled up as I was leaving. I also was informed that Taylor's mom called and told Jordon that she would be running late. Jordon probably told us, and we just forgot or something. Oh well, at least he ended up getting home!!

To sum things up, I had fun. I hope everybody else did too. Here are a couple of pictures that I've gotten recently.

Sarah

Taylor's Eye

Victoria

Andrew, Victoria and Spencer's, little brother took this one.

Pictures

2009-02-06T10:48:00.001-08:00

Here are a couple of pictures. You can see a lot more at Kait Snapped! I've posted a bunch of more pics over there.

Ben(4)

Joe(10)

Matthew(5)

See more at Kait Snapped!!