Monday, June 24, 2013


 eating a popsicle

while sitting by the pool

in the rain
just because you can

That's what I did yesterday.
Photo via Pinterest

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Lots of Photos

It's beautiful here in Wenatchee (yes, I just told you where I live) so I took photos! I know people say that it's the photographer and not the camera, but I sure take way better photos with my mom's fancy camera than with my little one. Enjoy!

This is a favorite!



Hope you liked 'em! Some of them turned out very well, if I do say so m'self. I'd love it if you commented with your thoughts. :)

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Prunes and Prisms

"Prunes and Prisms": affected, primly precise, or priggish speech or behavior (Merriam-Webster)

Have you heard this quote before? I have noticed it in several books, the latest being Anne of Avonlea, where Dora is described as having a 'prunes and prisms' mouth. It is also mentioned in Little Women, when Jo is resisting the temptation of running away to Washington with Laurie: "`Prunes and prisms' are my doom, and I may as well make up my mind to it." On researching this phrase, I found that it comes out of Charles Dickens' Little Dorrit which I just so happen to have begun reading last night. The original quote is “Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism are all very good words for the lips.” and is said by a prim, snobbish, advice-giving woman (Mrs. General) who is given the task of polishing up the Dorrit girls. Here is some more interesting information from
Dickens' specific choice of words are interesting. Papa, potatoes, poultry and prunes are all mundane words, and will certainly result in the pursed lip shape of the mouth suggested as the best way to appear by Mrs. General.However, the word prism requires a bit more analysis. 
 However, the thing that most interested me about this phrase is that in Prince Caspian, King Miraz's (Caspian's uncle, I hope you all knew that haha) wife is named Prunaprismia, an obvious reference to this phrase that I had never even thought about. (In fact, when I found this out, I began to wonder if I had ever even known her name.)

You can find out more about the phrase "Prunes and prisms" here, if you're interested.

I hope you enjoyed this tidbit, and can you believe I've actually posted two non-Excerpt-of-The-Week posts this week! It's even the week I thought I wouldn't post at all, go figure!

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Guest Post on My Thoughtful Spot

Whew! I am in the midst of an extremely busy week; but the rehearsals are super duper fun!!! A couple days ago I guest posted for Jessie at My Thoughtful Spot (it's a great blog, you should check it out!). You can see the post here. Let me know what you think!

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Just So You Know...

Well, you guys have probably noticed that I don't post much; sorry 'bout that. But I still enjoy posting an excerpt each week, and posting whatever I feel like, so I guess you'll just have to deal with it; hehe. :) Anyhoo, what I wanted to let ya'll know is that this upcoming week I have rehearsals every single day, and I just got three matching dress orders in my Etsy shop, so I probably won't post this week. Of course, that's just normal, so truly you guys won't experience anything different from me lol. I just felt like you might like to know what's goin' on. :) Oh, and thanks for 7 followers!

Excerpt of The Week

Yes! I am finally posting ETW on the weekend that it was meant for! 

- Little Women by Lousia May Alcott: Chapter 16

A Song From The Suds 
Queen of my tub, I merrily sing,
While the white foam raises high,
And sturdily wash, and rinse, and wring,
And fasten the clothes to dry;
Then out in the free fresh air they swing,
Under the sunny sky. 
I wish we could wash from our hearts and our souls
The stains of the week away,
And let water and air by their magic make
Ourselves as pure as they;
Then on the earth there would be indeed
A glorious washing day! 
Along the path of a useful life
Will heart's-ease ever bloom;
The busy mind has no time to think
Of sorrow, or care, or gloom;
And anxious thoughts may be swept away
As we busily wield a broom. 
I am glad a task to me is given
To labor at day by day;
For it brings me health, and strength, and hope,
And I cheerfully learn to say-
'Head, you may think; heart, you may feel;
But hand, you shall work always!' 
This is a poem that Jo wrote in a letter to her father when he was sick during the war.

Friday, June 14, 2013

Excerpt of (last) Week (again)

Wow, this seems to be the only main thing I post, and I keep forgetting to post it!!! Oh well, *sigh* someday I will find the time to post least I do this, right?!

-The Silver Chair by C. S. Lewis: Chapter 12

    "One word, Ma'am," he said, coming back from the fire; limping, because of the pain. "One word. All you've been saying is quite right, I shouldn't wonder. I'm a chap who always liked to know the worst and then put the best face on it. So I won't deny any of what you said. But there's one more thing to be said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things - trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. And that's a funny thing, when you come to think of it. We're just babies making up a game, if you're right. But four babies playing a game can make a play-world that licks your real world hollow. That's why I'm going to stand by the play-world. I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn't any Narnia. So, thanking you kindly for our supper, if these two gentlemen and the young lady are ready, we're leaving your court at once and setting out in the dark to spend our lives looking for Overland. Not that our lives will be very long, I should think; but that's small loss if the world's as dull a place as you say."
     "Oh, hurrah! Good old Puddleglum!" cried Scrubb and Jill.
If you haven't read this book, then your life is a failure. Well, not really, but y'know...(:

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Excerpt of (last) Week

I realized this week that I forgot to post an excerpt last Saturday, so I scrambled about in my brain and remembered where a good one was. :)

Anne of Green Gables by L. M. Montgomery: Chapter 15

As much as she hated Gilbert, however, did she equally love Diana, with all the love of her passionate little heart, equally intense in its likes and dislikes. One evening Marilla, coming in from the orchard with a basket of apples, found Anne sitting alone by the east window in the twilight, crying bitterly.
   "Whatever's the matter now, Anne?"  she asked.
   "It's about Diana,"  Anne sobbed luxuriously. "I love Diana so, Marilla. I cannot ever live without her. But I know very well when we grow up that Diana will get married and go away and leave me. And oh, what shall I do? I hate her husband - I just hate him furiously. I've been imagining it all out - the wedding garments and everything - Diana dressed in snowy garments, with a veil, and looking as beautiful and regal as a queen; and me the bridesmaid, with a lovely dress, too, and puffed sleeves, but with a breaking heart hid beneath my sming face. And them bidding Diana good-bye-e-e---"  Here Anne broke down entirely and wept with increasing bitterness.
   Marilla turned quickly away to hide her twitching face, but it was no use; she collapsed on the nearest chair and burst into such a hearty and unusual peal of laughter that Matthew, crossing the yard outside, halted in amazement. When had he heard Marilla laugh like that before?
   "Well, Anne Shirley," said Marilla as soon as she could speak, " if you must borrow trouble, for pity's sake borrow it handier at home, I should think you have imagination enough."

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Great day

Well folks, I had a great day today! First off, I had my first Sound of Music rehearsal, and it was loooong! From 8 in the morning till 5! But it was fun; we sang, danced, and worked on some scenes. In case you didn't know, I'm playing Louisa in the Sound of Music this summer. Then I came home, had burgers and ice cream, and hung around outside. When Joe and I went outside, we saw the two year old neighbor girl, Kai, in her backyard, so we went to the other side of the yard to the hammock. We didn't want to play with her. Lying on the hammock, we saw that she was slyly climbing over the lower fence rail at the far end of the yard. We kept perfectly still, and noticed her looking about as if she didn't want to be caught. After her dad rode past her on his lawn mower, she started making her way toward us, in a very "sneaky" fashion. On reaching us, Mandie (our dog) started sniffing her, and frightened her a little, and then left. Kai then hid behind the tree we were facing (holding up the hammock) and peeked around it at us. We lay still and laughed quietly. She continued to peek at us, first from one side of the tree, then the other! It was hilarious! She seemed to be trying to decide whether it was really me (she adores me, but has mistaken Mom for me a couple times) and if we were asleep. She didn't quit until her mom called her, and still didn't leave until he mom threatened to do something (we couldn't hear her very well). We had a good laugh once she left. :D
Well, that was my fun day, and I did end up playing with Kai a little. I said "'ello poppet!" (In a mock Pirates of the Caribean accent) to her and she thought it was hilarious, and made me say it over and over!
Okay, that really is the end. :)