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  • July 30, 2012

Hey, it’s Hannah! I’m chillin’ at the comp right now ’cause I just finished my school for the day and all my chores.

Today’s been fun because I went to a group called Handmade Blessings at my grandma’s church today (something I’ve been doing for a while now.) and one lady brought an awesome lemony-cake-thing for a snack. I had, like, five slices. ūüėÄ But it was kinda hard today because my arms are sore from tubing yesterday (see next paragraph) and the ladies always ask me to do stuff and carry things for them. As soon as I got there, there was a problem with the coffee machine (’cause something just had to go wrong :P) and I had to pick it up and move stuff around. Then I had to look for the coffee grounds; and when I finally finished and brought it back to the crafting room, Helen tried to get coffee and nothing came out. I had left the stupid pump out. *facepalm* Then I helped Marlis carry some stuff into the attic and Julie needed help with the birdhouses. Now my arms are even more sore. *heavy sigh*

Now to explain why my arms are sore. Hehehehe!! Yesterday we took the boat out on Lake Sammamish and hooked the¬†inner tube¬†up to it. I was the first one on, by popular vote. As I sat there, floating away from the boat, I began to doubt whether or not this was going to be any fun. Then mom sped up… ’nuff said. My mom is VICIOUS¬†when she drives the boat. She has this whiplash technique that is very painful but so much fun!!! She turns a hard right and you go flying off the left side of the boat, then she turns left and you whip the other way and gain so much speed that by the time you’re on the right side, the inner tube starts flipping and sends you crashing into the water. Sorry no one got any pics. ūüôĀ

We must do this again next weekend!!!

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  • October 6, 2010

As Fall gracefully leaves, the beautiful Winter stalks out quietly. She gently covers buildings and cars with a thin, pure layer of frost. The winds blow colder and the animals scurry to their shelters to sleep through it. Winter leans over and touches the waters, freezing the top of every river and stream and brook. However, she frowns at the oceans, for their wildness she cannot tame. She sends the clouds to cover the sky and scatters snowflakes o’er the lands below. She stacks the snow either inches or feet high and covers the ground. She watches as the young children play in her creation and she witnesses the older ones gazing in awe at the magnificence of her work. She sends gails and winds to shake the trees and send the children inside before she makes her most favorite thing of all. Blizzards. The winds pickup speed. The ice on the roads and the hail in the air make it difficult to see anything. But Winter sees. She smiles and laughs at her creation. Some days she let the wind loose and it whipps around trees and buildings. But most days everything is peaceful and lovely. She’ll continue her work till Spring arrives and begs her to leave. Occasionally Winter can bride Spring into letting her stay longer but not in this scenario. Winter’s tears freeze in the snow as she melts away slowly, not to see her beautiful work for a long while.

He he!

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  • August 30, 2010

Falls coming up and I’m going to describe it. Don’t know why….

¬†Summer’s brilliance slowly fades into the distance and Autumn shyly peeks her head out. She is seemingly inferior to Summer’s glory and radiance at first. She starts small.¬†Wispy breezes¬†¬†float down from the mountains.The leaves¬†change color slowly at first, only¬†gradually becoming a soft yellow green. She gently urges the animals to collect food before Winter comes. The days turn chilly and Autumn watches in silent joy as young people cuddle together in front of the blazing fire. The leave continue slowly changing, the winds pick up speed. Then¬† Autumn glides gracefully out of hiding. The leaves fall from the trees in magnificent shades of ambers, and yellows, and oranges. She tenderly drapes the land in a thick fog, engulfing the horizon with the clouds. A gust scatters to the wind the pile of leaves a child had gathered together. Some days the sun shines, but some days the rain comes pouring down. It drips through the gaps in the trees and soaks the ground in it’s wake. Autumn peers down at the children skipping in the mud. She giggles in glee and continues her work. The rain soon stops and she brings out the sun as she strolls through the grain field. She adds a breeze for good measure and watches in bliss as the stalks wave in the wind. She observes the harvesters and their machines picking the grain. After four months of delightful labor the branches hang bare, the animals begin hibernation, and all is prepared for Winter’s arrival. In sadness, Autumn bids farewell to Earth and greets Winter as he approaches to begin his work. With one last longing glance, Autumn departs, yearning for the day when she may come again….

K’ay, so, that’s about it…. hope y’all like it.

~N

I have no idea what I’m doing… I guess I’m posting on my dad’s website. Um… Oh ya, Photography, that’s right. Ok, so, I’m currently interested in photography. I’m not that good but I’m working on it and I hope to become better than papa-san someday. I’m going to atempt to post some pictures now, but I don’t know if it’ll work.

So there’s that one.

 It's taller than me...

And that one.

I recieved an e-mail this morning about Mr. Moore. He is a judge in Alabama who was sued by the ACLU for refusing to remove the Ten Commandments that were hung in his court room foyer. After he was removed from office he wrote the following poem:

America the beautiful,

or so you used to be.

Land of the Pilgrim’s pride;

I’m glad they’ll never see.

Babies piled in dumpsters,

Abortion on demand,

Oh, sweet land of liberty,

your house is on the sand.

Our children wander aimlessly

poisoned be cocaine

choosing to induldge their lusts,

when GOD has said abstain.

From sea to shining sea,

our Nation turns away

From the teachings of GOD’s love

and a need to always pray.

We’ve kept GOD in our temples,

how callous we have grown.

When earth is but His footstool,

and Heaven is His throne.

We’ve voted in a goverment

that’s rotteing at the core,

Appointing GODless Judges;

who throw reason out the door,

Too soft to place a killer

in a well deserved tomb,

but brave enough to kill a baby

before he leaves the womb.

You think that GOD’s not angry

that our lands a moral slum?

How much longer will He wait

before His judgment comes?

How are we to face our GOD

from who we cannot hide?

What then is left for us to do,

but stem this evil tide?

If we who are his children,

will humbly turn and pray;

Seek His holly face

and mend our√ā¬† evil way:

Then GOD will hear from Heaven;

and forgive us of our sins,

He’ll heal our sickly land

and those who√ā¬† live within.

But, America the beautiful,

If you don’t then you will see,

A sad but Holy GOD

withdraw His hand from Thee.

~~Judge Roy Moore~~

I humbly ask for prayer for him, please bless him as you go about your day.

Your sister in CHRIST

~Hannah

I would like to recomend this site www.thewarriorempires.proboards.com It was created by my friend. It is an appropriate site that is progressing to a role playing game based on the story we are writting. If you have any sugestions or coments please say so and contact us. I hope you enjoy it allthough theres not much there.

Hannah aka Kioshi

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  • January 28, 2009

At a bridal shower ,my mom and I went to on saturday,it started snowing. Of course we didn’t find out until one of my freinds, with dark brown hair, went out side. By the next morning there was¬†snow all over.¬†A day later there was ice on the ground and roads. Luckily no one got hurt. Snows fun, but not right now.Abi I hope it won’t countinue.Whaa?

Thats all,

Today Dad decided to take a 3-gallon bucket half filled with coins to First Tech. When he put it on the counter the banker said “Wow thats a lot of change!!!!”. Turns out there were 2,838 pennies, 766 nickels, 1,376 dimes, 1,556 quarters, and 1 half dollar. That comes to a total of $593.78 . Which is almost $600. I think it’s safe to say we had a fortune right under our noses and after about¬†five years¬†we finally realized it.

See’ya

I’m new at this so go easy on me.

For¬†my birth day¬†I got a series called The¬†Power of Three. It’s a story about three young, recently aprenticed, cats called Jaypaw, Hollypaw, and Lionpaw. After the Clans travel to the lake, three cats are born to Squirrelflight and Brambleclaw. These cats hold all the power of the Clans combined. From chasing foxes as kits to traveling to the mountains, all the way to arguing over skills; these cats get in and out of trouble every where they go. This is a truly interesting series that I would suggest for any animal or action loving person. These are so good I can’t get my nose out of them.

See ya!!