Dear Fall:
I think you are georgous.
Love Hanna.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Hello everyone!
just a little advertisement-
My school, Provo High and our choir is hosting a holiday dinner as a fundraiser for choir tour.
I don't know the exact date yet, I think it's December third. We will have a matinee showing and a dinner- the matinee is fifteen dollars and the dinner twenty. We will be performing at the provo city library ballroom, and if you would like tickets please come talk to me! the sooner you buy, the better your seat is.
I highly recommend it! We have some great songs and great choirs performing. I am also thinking of trying out for a little extra piece... playing Fantasy on O Holy Night in-between songs or choirs.... so... that makes it an even better reason to come!
so anyway if you want tickets, please talk to me!
-I'll also be giving better information later on.....-
Okay. So, I think that I want to write a little story for you because I have nothing to do.
Once upon a time, there lived a very unhappy prince. No one really knows why he was unhappy, he just paced around in his castle day after day, night after night. Oh, and he wasn't just any ordinary prince either. He was the prince of Halloween. His kingdom was always dressed up in Halloween, Jack-O-Lanterns, witches, ghouls, skeletons- whatever you could think of that had to do with halloween, that town had it. But the prince was still unhappy. In fact, everyone in the town had started to seem gloomier than usual lately.
In another town, very very very far away from the town of the unhappy Prince, there lived a very happy princess. Nomatter what was going on, no matter what happened to her, she was still happy all the time. And so were the people. Her town, was all about everything. Winter, Christmas, Spring, Summer, Fall, the town had just about everything. C street had so many Christmas decorations that you could hardly walk without stepping on some of them. H street had as many skeletons as one person could handle. But anyway, the town was happy, and she was happy.
TO BE CONTINUED!
just a little advertisement-
My school, Provo High and our choir is hosting a holiday dinner as a fundraiser for choir tour.
I don't know the exact date yet, I think it's December third. We will have a matinee showing and a dinner- the matinee is fifteen dollars and the dinner twenty. We will be performing at the provo city library ballroom, and if you would like tickets please come talk to me! the sooner you buy, the better your seat is.
I highly recommend it! We have some great songs and great choirs performing. I am also thinking of trying out for a little extra piece... playing Fantasy on O Holy Night in-between songs or choirs.... so... that makes it an even better reason to come!
so anyway if you want tickets, please talk to me!
-I'll also be giving better information later on.....-
Okay. So, I think that I want to write a little story for you because I have nothing to do.
Once upon a time, there lived a very unhappy prince. No one really knows why he was unhappy, he just paced around in his castle day after day, night after night. Oh, and he wasn't just any ordinary prince either. He was the prince of Halloween. His kingdom was always dressed up in Halloween, Jack-O-Lanterns, witches, ghouls, skeletons- whatever you could think of that had to do with halloween, that town had it. But the prince was still unhappy. In fact, everyone in the town had started to seem gloomier than usual lately.
In another town, very very very far away from the town of the unhappy Prince, there lived a very happy princess. Nomatter what was going on, no matter what happened to her, she was still happy all the time. And so were the people. Her town, was all about everything. Winter, Christmas, Spring, Summer, Fall, the town had just about everything. C street had so many Christmas decorations that you could hardly walk without stepping on some of them. H street had as many skeletons as one person could handle. But anyway, the town was happy, and she was happy.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Monday, September 26, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
"We can finally chew with our mouths open!"
I have always wondered what goes on in the mountains when all the boys in my family head up there.
They always come back with stories of, "And then they had to pour mustard down my throught!" and "It almost fell off the edge of the cliff!" (Both are true stories, get Russel to tell them sometime. :D ) And I always wonder how those guys can get so dirty and grungy and gross in 3 days. It's like they bathe in dirt!
It is a tradition for all of the Ockey/Cartwright/Abbegg guys in our fam. to head up into the mountains for three days in September.
They all shine up their four wheelers and make sure their trailers are workin and they're guns are loaded, and pack the jallepenios, then after school on Wednesday they all trek down to my house and then head off!
As a lot of you know, I have a fairy large family. So lets say, 15-20 odd 9-60 year olds plus 6-8 four wheelers, 3-5 motorcycles, GUNS, and a whole box of jalepenio peppers.
What could possibly go wrong?
And what are us ladies of the family supposed to do while they're gone? :D
SHOPPING!!!!!
So I asked Russel and James Madison what they're favorite parts of the shootout are, and guess what they said?
J.M. actually said he liked catching Salamanders and Russel said he liked the motorcycles, but guess what I THOUGHT they were gonna say?
I totally thought they would say chewing with their mouths open.
Cause here at home, that is like, my pet peeve of the century.
If they chew with they're mouths open I remind them and they're like, "When I'm at the shootout, I can chew with my mouth open all I want!"
Typical J.M. and Russel.
Pictures when they get back!
They always come back with stories of, "And then they had to pour mustard down my throught!" and "It almost fell off the edge of the cliff!" (Both are true stories, get Russel to tell them sometime. :D ) And I always wonder how those guys can get so dirty and grungy and gross in 3 days. It's like they bathe in dirt!
It is a tradition for all of the Ockey/Cartwright/Abbegg guys in our fam. to head up into the mountains for three days in September.
They all shine up their four wheelers and make sure their trailers are workin and they're guns are loaded, and pack the jallepenios, then after school on Wednesday they all trek down to my house and then head off!
As a lot of you know, I have a fairy large family. So lets say, 15-20 odd 9-60 year olds plus 6-8 four wheelers, 3-5 motorcycles, GUNS, and a whole box of jalepenio peppers.
What could possibly go wrong?
And what are us ladies of the family supposed to do while they're gone? :D
SHOPPING!!!!!
So I asked Russel and James Madison what they're favorite parts of the shootout are, and guess what they said?
J.M. actually said he liked catching Salamanders and Russel said he liked the motorcycles, but guess what I THOUGHT they were gonna say?
I totally thought they would say chewing with their mouths open.
Cause here at home, that is like, my pet peeve of the century.
If they chew with they're mouths open I remind them and they're like, "When I'm at the shootout, I can chew with my mouth open all I want!"
Typical J.M. and Russel.
Pictures when they get back!
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Swimming in the Resivoir...
I got hit with a log the other day.
It's sort of a tradition to go up to the Spanish Fork resivoir before/soon after school starts.
So on Tuesday this week our Youth Group all packed into the cars with our leaders and our towels and headed up the mountain.
After getting lost several times we finally made our way up and unloaded.
When you go swimming in cold water, like in the Provo River or a Lake or Resivoir, you need to go in fast. Slowly walking in and stopping and screaming when it hits your stomach just won't cut it! That's what I usually do. So this time I decided to do something a little different... I was about to my knees in water and decided that I would just fastwalk into the water until I got to my shoulders! Let me tell you. That water was freezing. But once you got in and stayed for a while, it was alright. After everyone had gotten in, we brought out the watermelon!
Greasy watermelon is hard to throw. Just sayin. And it leaves your fingers all sticky and gross... :D:D
Anyway, I got hit with a log. If you've ever been to the resivoir, you should know what the log is. There is this GINORMOUS log that we play king of the hill with. It's actually pretty fun, except when you get hit! but even then its fun... :D:D So yeah. This is just a random post because i'm bored. School has officially started, and I havn't gotten lost yet!
It's sort of a tradition to go up to the Spanish Fork resivoir before/soon after school starts.
So on Tuesday this week our Youth Group all packed into the cars with our leaders and our towels and headed up the mountain.
After getting lost several times we finally made our way up and unloaded.
When you go swimming in cold water, like in the Provo River or a Lake or Resivoir, you need to go in fast. Slowly walking in and stopping and screaming when it hits your stomach just won't cut it! That's what I usually do. So this time I decided to do something a little different... I was about to my knees in water and decided that I would just fastwalk into the water until I got to my shoulders! Let me tell you. That water was freezing. But once you got in and stayed for a while, it was alright. After everyone had gotten in, we brought out the watermelon!
Greasy watermelon is hard to throw. Just sayin. And it leaves your fingers all sticky and gross... :D:D
Anyway, I got hit with a log. If you've ever been to the resivoir, you should know what the log is. There is this GINORMOUS log that we play king of the hill with. It's actually pretty fun, except when you get hit! but even then its fun... :D:D So yeah. This is just a random post because i'm bored. School has officially started, and I havn't gotten lost yet!
Monday, August 15, 2011
Dreams.... again.
Okay, you know that dream I posted that was about pasta salad? (If you don't... just type in pasta salad in the search box on the right)
Well, on saturday evening I was at one of those good ole Elders Quorum barbeques... and guess what?!
There wasn't a spoon in the pasta salad.
Well, on saturday evening I was at one of those good ole Elders Quorum barbeques... and guess what?!
There wasn't a spoon in the pasta salad.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Just keep swimming, Just keep swimming...
ancestry.com has the best parties ever.
My mom works there- ancestry.com is a place where people scan old yearbooks, pictures, organize familiy trees, stuff like that. It's pretty cool.
So the parties.
I actually just got back from one, the company rented out all of Seven Peaks Water Park for just the workers and their families. Free food and everything! It was so much fun! Me, my bros, Russel and James Madison, my mooma, and her deaf friend Mel took off at around three, and we just barely got back. 6 hours of swimming! And I didn't get tan at all! *sigh*... I'm just kidding. although I still wish I got a little bit of a tan.... :P So yeah. Free food, a movie on a big screen, (we left before it started so my moms letting us stay up and watch a different movie... score!) and swimming! My three favorite things! (with the addition of chocolate... :D:D)
My mom works there- ancestry.com is a place where people scan old yearbooks, pictures, organize familiy trees, stuff like that. It's pretty cool.
So the parties.
I actually just got back from one, the company rented out all of Seven Peaks Water Park for just the workers and their families. Free food and everything! It was so much fun! Me, my bros, Russel and James Madison, my mooma, and her deaf friend Mel took off at around three, and we just barely got back. 6 hours of swimming! And I didn't get tan at all! *sigh*... I'm just kidding. although I still wish I got a little bit of a tan.... :P So yeah. Free food, a movie on a big screen, (we left before it started so my moms letting us stay up and watch a different movie... score!) and swimming! My three favorite things! (with the addition of chocolate... :D:D)
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