Sunday, November 30, 2008

Book meme #2

Mom over at Nine Texans tagged me for ANOTHER book meme.

These are the rules:
Pass this on to 5 blogging friends. Open the closest book to you, not your favorite or most intellectual book, but the book closest to you at the moment, to page 56. Write the 5th sentence, as well as two to five sentences following that.

(this is Jack's history book by the way.)

His maxim, "know thyself" was the subject of endless discussions. Aristotle was another famous philosopher. He is regarded by many as one of the greatest thinkers of all times and wise men nowadays believe in many of his ideas.

I tag.... hm. Mom already tagged Freddy and Miss Carol, so who am I left with? Rae and.... nobody. Well I'm going to borrow Miss Carol's idea and say if you read this, you are tagged and you can do it in a comment. You don't HAVE to but it would be fun.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Randomness... and a fun day!

So, Christmas music has started playing on the radio. I'm going to go ahead and put the Celtic Woman Christmas on my iPod. That is absolutely the best Christmas album EVER. It's so beautiful and, on some songs, fun! I LOVE LOVE LOVE that CD. But it's all scratched up so I can't listen to it on a CD player, which means we can't put it on while we're decorating the tree like we did last year. :(

Today I got my ears pierced (finally)! Yayeth! Hannah, Emma, Mom, Tristan and I went to Claire's to get them done (where we discussed the history of the store with the girl working there- did you know that it's been around for 60 years and started as a wig store?). Hannah poked fun at me: "When the first one is done Katie, you can't back out." They all laughed at me because when she did it my face went red and my eyes filled up. Heartless, unfeeling people.
Before doing that we went to the Hobby Lobby. It's my first time going there and it's my new favorite store. Mom needed some crafty stuff to make a new Advent wreath, among other things. I might add that the new wreath looks great! Hannah got a present for her mom there and I got a present for a friend (I won't say who). After the big ear-piercing whoop-de-doo we went to Tar-jay, just to get some random necessary items. Then we had lunch at Panda Express (woo!). So we all had a fun, productive day! Fun except for the painful part, lol.

Advent starts tomorrow! For Catholics, it's the beginning of the liturgical year. So, happy new year everybody!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

An award! Yay!

Katie tagged me with this award!

*sniff* I'm honored! My first ever (and likely my last) blog award!
Now I'm supposed to tag other people with it but I can't because she already tagged whoever I could have. :)
I'm puttin' it on my sidebar!

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Changin' up the blog!

Yes, I changed it again. I did like the brown but it was too dark. My eyes were getting tired. This looks pretty nice. And it's going to look even better! There will be a bee-utiful banner in the page header soon, much thanks to the incredibly artistic and creative, Photoshop whiz, KAYLA!! *applause*

I added a poll, just for fun. You can vote for more than one thing. If you picked other, comment and say what it is!

Also, check out the links and blogroll, I added a couple things there.


Monday, November 24, 2008

Memes are definitely the thing now.

I just got tagged for a book meme by Katie, whose blog you can get to from my blogroll (Shakespeare and Showtunes). This'll be fun!

1. pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages)
Farewell to Manazanar (which was not the nearest book to me but it was the first one I noticed on my bedroom floor).

2. Open to page 123

3. Find the fifth sentence.

4. Post the next three sentences
I didn't know where he was going or understand quite why. When his bus pulled out I only knew that if anything happened to him the world would probably be coming to an end, because nothing could happen to Woody. He had always been so solid.

5. Tag 5 people.
Whoever reads this and feels like doing it, go ahead. Have fun!

Life at the moment: reading, Twilight, a day at work, Christmas and Thanksgiving

Now I would like to relate the recent events and thoughts of my life coherently, in order and conjunction one with another, but such is impossible. I am unlike other bloggers in so far as I am incapable of presenting my thoughts, opinions and stories in a manner pleasing to the skilled writer. So, again, I am forced to let the random swirling thoughts in my head direct the flow of my post.
(writing like that is so much fun! it seems sort of dignified, in a certain Katie-is-trying-too-hard-to-sound-smart manner. it's deff the influence of my reading, since a lot of what I read was written at least 90 years ago. aren't I such a geeky, unsocialized, homeschooler. awesome.)

I finished the Fall of the House of Usher. Maaaaaaajor creepiness! It was great.
If you look to the right of the screen, you will see on my fantastic sidebar that I'm reading John Adams by James McCullough. I'm still on the first chapter (it's one of those books with super long chapters that are divided into parts). It's pretty good. More and more I find myself liking this guy, and more and more I find that I can relate to him. For example, it says he would constantly be making resolutions to study harder and daydream less, and break them. Me all over.

I'm almost finished with Farewell to Manzanar. Pretty good book.

On Thursday I had a doctor's appointment at Christus Santa Rosa, which is the hospital downtown. So I got to spend the day at work with Dad. Sounds boring, right? Not so. I of course brought along plenty of schoolwork and got more done than I usually do at home. Really, how can the Persian and Greek wars be boring? Cool stuff, I tell ya. Besides, I like any chance I get to go downtown. I don't know why, but I love the city. Just overall, it's a really fun, cool place to be.
I met several people, of course, and saw two who I had already met. Mom was all worried because she thought Dad might give me a crummy lunch. FYI: Daddy is in the grocery business (his company helps stores with their store brand stuff. so he works with H-E-B, our local grocery store) and there are shelves in his office filled with the stuff he deals in. Mostly canned/jarred/dried veggies and fruit, and beans and rice too I think. Occasionally Dad will just eat some of that for his lunch. And while I love dried fruit as a snack, it wouldn't make much of a meal. But Mom's commanding Dad to feed me real food was needless. As it turned out, some of his workmates invited him to lunch at a very nice restaurant. It's a few doors down from the Majestic Theater, which is where all the big shows are. People eat dinner there before going to their show, which is what Mom and I did on the night we went to see Phantom. All the meals and such are named after musicals and composers. It's a fancier restaurant then I'm used to. When Mom and I went, I had NO CLUE what to order. A lot of it was seafood, something I'm not a big fan of. The waitress must have noticed my perplexity as I gazed, somewhat wide-eyed, at the menu. This, added to the fact that I probably looked like and 11-year-old (where height is concerned) must have made me look totally lost and inexperienced. Not that I wasn't, but we couldn't help being a little amused when the waitress kindly told me that if I wanted, they could make some spaghetti with regular marinara sauce on it. Eventually I ordered some lemon-chickeny-thing, which was very good. The waitress must have been surprised when I asked for tiramisu for desert.
So when I went with Dad, I planned on getting the same thing. It didn't hit me that the lunch menu would be different from the dinner menu. I was even more confused than the last time, and took an extra ten minutes to decide after everyone else had ordered. Then, when I DID decide, the waiter teased me by saying sorry, they couldn't make that salad that day. I totally believed him and replied with "umm, OK, can I have the tomato soup instead?" But no, he was teasing and I could have the salad. At least I wasn't the only one who believed him. Dad and (hopefully) a couple other people were also fooled.
When we left the office Dad expected me to bored out of my skull, for they were going to talk business. The business conversation wasn't boring, as I enjoy hearing about Dad's work and all the little pros and cons about working with H-E-B. Mostly cons, from what I hear. The conversations about Wii (yoga and karate), Guitar Hero, and Mary Kay were even less boring. Dad works with some pretty nice, fun people.
As for the doctor's appointment, it went well. I'm alive, healthy, and they had to take blood but I survived. They were very efficient about it, the blood I mean. I don't think I sat in the chair for more than 30 seconds. So the whole thing went off well.

The worldwide Twilight obsession is growing constantly, as you no doubt already know. Even my best friend has been lost to it. It happened with Harry Potter. It will pass... eventually. As for myself, I'm not terribly interested. It's not that I think it's creepy or anything. I know the storyline fairly well, from various sources, and I'm aware of the fact that it's not Dracula-level vampireness or anything. It's just not my thing. I've heard the books are good, but it doesn't seem like something I'd enjoy much. It's fine if other people do, of course. I'm just not going to go and buy all the books and go crazy about Edward, etc.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas....
But I can't help wishing it weren't. Can't people at least wait until December? Really! And then the commercials, the sales, the constant pressure to BUY BUY BUY BUY BUY. I'm with Charlie Brown here. The materialism surrounding Christmas bugs me. Although it's great to give and receive presents, the most important gift is the one Jesus gave to us: Himself. We should be trying at this time of year to give what gifts we can to Him, and they can't be found in a Wal-Mart. Little deaths to ourselves, acts of charity, saying an extra prayer, you get the idea.
I love Christmas. Who doesn't? I love the lights, the songs, the old claymation movies, the overall feeling that something wonderful is going to happen/is happening. But that wonderful thing isn't the Guitar Hero game or the Blackberry phone that everyone wants in their stocking. It's the birth of Jesus, coming to us in all meekness and humility, in a stable, in a manger, surrounded by animals and his loving, saintly parents. It's the glorious gift of God's love, for which we can only give so much in return. For Advent this year I'm trying to get my parents to turn off the TV, except for movies (Gotta love Elf!).

Thanksgiving this year promises to be fun and delicious. Mom goes shopping tomorrow, and you can bet that as soon as everything is put away she'll start cooking. She plans to start with the pies. Pecan, pumpkin, apple, you name it. Cheesecake too. On Thursday our table will be groaning. It should be on a weight loss program, I think. Sitting in the middle at our Thanksgiving dinner. Passing stuff back and forth, back and forth, will be a workout. There'll be any number of delicious things to eat. Everybody says it about their own mother and I'll say it again; my mom is the best cook ever. I think I'll fast on Wednesday...
Our cousin Gabriel is in basic training at nearby Lackland Air Force Base. They have a program called "Operation Homecook" in which cadets can go to a friend's or family's house for Thanksgiving dinner and bring a friend. So we'll be hosting Gabriel and his friend Mark.

I should here say something nice about the meaning of Thanksgiving. I'll just say that we ought to be thankful for God's love, for the blessings He's given us, and that He even bothered to create us in the first place. I know I am. Deo gratias. Thankful to our friends for being our friends, and thankful to our family for whatever. I should end the post here, on a nice, sentimental note, but I have one more thing to be thankful for.

Macy's! What would Thanksgiving be without the Macy's parade? *Mr. Green*

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Yet another quiz. It's Jane Austen, ok?!

This is from a different website.

My results were, "You are Catherine Morland, the overly imaginative, novel-obsessed heroine of Northanger Abbey". Who'd have thunk it?

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Avatars by me!

Sometimes I make avatars. Once or twice somebody has actually used one, and when that happens I feel like I've been honored immeasurably. Here are most of the good ones I've made:

These I made a loooong time ago, with PhotoStudio (which is like a simpler, lamer version of PhotoShop):

The rest that I made with PhotoStudio were pretty crummy-looking. It had an annoying tendency to blur things. (gr.)
Then (tragedy!) I accidentally deleted that admirable application from our computer. For a very long time, no avatar-making. A few months ago, however, I discovered that I could make them with PhotoBucket! yipee! And since then I have made all these:
(not in any order)

Jane Austen quote!

This is more like a wallpaper I guess...

Aren't these two so cute? "You're the nicest faun I've ever met!"

First one!

Yay for randomness! This one is pretty goofy, but I'm just cool like 'dat.

Carrie Underwood lyrics.


I do, I really do.

This is the tire swing in our backyard.

Friday, November 21, 2008


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Friday, November 14, 2008

I just felt like posting. I'm just aimlessly pouring out a stream of thought that will not necessarily make any sense...

So, I discovered that the word arete is not a Latin word like I thought. Last night Mom, Dad and I were puzzling over the word. We were trying to figure it out. It sounded something like this:

Dad: "It's French for stop."
Mom: "No, Christopher, thats *says French word which is probably spelled the same but I'm not taking any risks*"
Dad: "Well what language do you guys think it is?"
Me and Mom (simultaneously): "Latin. (duh)."
Dad: "Katie, you're the Latin student. What does it mean?"
Me: "I don't know! That's what I'm trying to figure out!"

So we pondered over it for while and came up with nothing. I looked in the Latin-English dictionaries in both Jack's and mine Latin books. Nada. Today I looked it up online under "Latin-English translation" on Google. Zip. Tried Greek. Greek-English translator site drew a blank. Then it struck me. "What if it's actually English?" thought I. It was on
We thought it was pronounced "ah-RAY-tay" as it would be in Latin. Turns out it means combination of qualities that make up a good character.

I am again reading a Shakespeare play.
"Does she ever read anything else?" quoth the reader.
Yes, I do. I'll get to that in a minute. I'm reading The Tempest, Shakespeare's final work. It is so far very enjoyable. I knew the story but I never realized how funny it's supposed to be. And it is.

I'm also reading Farewell to Manzanar, the true story of a Japanese-American family living in one of the Japanese internment camps during WWII. Now, I've read books taking place in WWII before but this is a part of that period which I know very little about. The injustice of holding all those people, when not a single one of them had the slightest intention of harming America or assisting the Japanese army. Totally unfair.

Speaking of WWII, it's amazing how many of the movies about it were made DURING the war. A story comes out in the paper or someone writes a book and BANG 6 months later it's a blockbuster. We've watched tons of WWII movies. You wouldn't believe how many of them star John Wayne. Everybody says he's famous for his Westerns but I haven't seen a single one of them except The Alamo. I have, however, seen him in 4 or 5 war movies.
Among my (few) favorite WWII movies are Twelve O'Clock High, Mrs. Miniver, Since You Went Away, and So Proudly We Hail. All good movies. Most made during the war. All about women except Twelve O'Clock High. I'm not sure why I like that one.... I guess because it's more about the soldiers (or pilots, I should say) themselves and the things they go through. It's more personal. Also probably because I was so relieved that John Wayne wasn't in it. XD I do prefer Gregory Peck myself. John Wayne always plays the same guy in these movies- the rough and tough commander. His characters are all the same. In every movie I've seen Gregory Peck in, the people he plays are completely different.

Somehow my mind has reverted back to good ol' Willy. William, that is. I don't think I even need to tell you his last name.
Lately for some reason I've been banishing boredom (amazing alliteration, you agree?)
by picking up A Midsummer Night's Dream and reading the lovers' fight scene. That play is truly hilarious, especially that particular scene.

"Get you gone you dwarf, you minimus
Of hind'ring knot-grass made,
You bead, you acorn!"
-Lysander. Who knew that the dashing, handsome, poetic guy could be so mean?

"I dare not stay longer in your curst company, not I
Your hands are quicker than mine for a fray
My legs are longer though, to run away" [exit]
-Helena. lol. Gotta love it.

I have made no progress in my Poe reading. Still stuck in the middle of The Fall of the House of Usher. It's starting to get creepy though.

Well, I can think of no more to say! If you actually read this whole post, I applaud you. You get a sticker. Comment and check where it says "Yes! I would like Katie to send me or my friend [insert name here] a sticker!"

Adieu! (wow, I really have been reading too much Shakespeare!)

(Adieu! To you and you and you! Adieu!)

In case you were wondering, knot-grass means some sort of weed which supposedly stunts growth. "Of hindering knot-grass made".... get it? Haha! Get it? You're in stitches, I know. Just don't hurt yourself.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Arete in Irving and My Attempts at Poetry

Hello again!
So at the University of Dallas there are three really cool summer programs. "Latin in Rome", "Shakespeare in Italy" and "Arete in Irving". For those first two you actually go to Italy. Pretty neat, right? As much as I'd like to study Shakespeare in Italy, Irving, TX is definitely a more affordable place to go.
So I'm applying for "Arete in Irving", a summer program that takes place on the UD campus. Basically it's two weeks of reading stuff like Shakespeare, Sophocles, Aristotle and all those other old Greek guys, and writing papers and having discussions and such. Definitely my scene. To apply I have to have a reference form and letter, and write an essay which either praises the virtues of or blames the vices of a historical or literary figure. I have already written a paper about the pride of Antigone for school, which is perfect as it not only fills out the requirements but is also similar to what I'll be doing at the actual summer camp, if I go. So I'll fix that up a bit and send it in. Now even if I get accepted we may or may not be able to pay for it, because Europe or no it's pretty expensive. Please pray that I can go!

I'm not terribly good at making posts with related topics, am I? Because I am now about to talk about poetry. No, fear not, there won't be any Shakespeare this time. My all time favorite poet is Emily Dickinson. Her poems are so imaginative and they are about every topic under the sun, anybody can find a poem by her and relate to it. My favorite is probably:

There is no frigate like a book,
To take us lands away
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!

Sometime I'll post more of my favorite Emily Dickinson poems.

Sometimes when I'm feeling particularly creative, I'll jot down a poem. They usually aren't very good. Here's one I wrote when I was about 7:

Spring, spring,
It's almost here!
Beautiful flowers are coming near
A rose here, a tulip there,
Green grass everywhere!
Spring's coming!

I was so proud of that poem! Today I wrote a poem about my very favorite thing to do: reading. Don't expect anything amazing, it doesn't really follow any of the different forms of poetry, but here it is.

I'm staring at the shelf
Not sure what to choose
A familiar tale I've read before?
Or something altogether new?
Shall I laugh and cry with the characters I know,
Friends I've always loved?
Or should I embark on an unknown path
And embrace whatever comes?
I grab the new book, ready to sail
On a strange and unexplored sea.
Ready to make new acquaintances
With every chapter I read.
I sit down in my favorite chair
I can smell the fresh, unturned pages.
I read the first words, I'm already there,
The scene unfolds before me
And as I become enveloped by fancy
I'm lost to the world
Deep in another,
No one can reach me...

It feels unfinished. Suggestions for a last line anybody?

*Katie the Koolest*


Anybody there? *knocks on screen* Well if you're actually still reading my bloggy here you might be amused by this. Especially if you've heard my mindless ramblings about Shakespeare...
Last night I dreamt that all the kids at my church (FYI: I only know a couple kids there) decided to do four Shakespeare plays. FOUR. The little kids were going to do Romeo and Juliet and A Midsummer Night's Dream, and the older kids were going to do The Merchant of Venice and Love's Labour's Lost. I don't even know how LLL goes! Anyways, I was cast as Portia in MoV and somebody handed me a piece of paper that had the dates for the performances on it. We had JUST decided to do these plays and the piece of paper said we were supposed to perform on November 14th! So I was getting super panicky because there was so little time to put everything together and learn my lines especially in a play I didn't know anything about, while being rather flattered that I was chosen to play Portia (AKA lead female role in The Merchant of Venice!)

Then I had a weird dream concerning Knight Rider and somebody not even remotely related to that show getting married in my church and for some reason I was there although I didn't know the person..... very odd...

Post comments people! I feel lonely and unloved when I go to my Blogger dashboard and there's no comments! Sad... lonely... confused... lost.. empty inside...
Come on! Bombard me with comments! I never get to see you guys so getting comments from you sort of reassures me that you still exist.
*Katie the Koolest*

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Kind of cool!

You’re St. Melito of Sardis!

You have a great love of history and liturgy. You’re attached to the traditions of the ancients, yet you recognize that the old world — great as it was — is passing away. You are loyal to the customs of your family, though you do not hesitate to call family members to account for their sins.

Find out which Church Father you are at The Way of the Fathers!

Monday, November 3, 2008

Our Odyssey Performance

So I just felt like watching the video of our stellar and amazing performance at Worlds. Then I had the sheer genius idea of posting it here! MUAHAHAHA!

Aren't we just amazing? Mind-blowing? Stellar? Fantastic? Shall I go on?

For the information of any non-OMers who watch this, the performance is not everything. Behind the scenes there is a lot of technical work. In fact, most of the points come from the technical stuff. We had two Rube Goldberg machines. One to pull back the curtain and reveal the "peaceful clearing", and one to turn on the lights of the escalator and start the music. Not to mention the motor on the escalator. Bravo to everyone for all of that! You guys are all so smart! I didn't help much with the machines. Except the sewing machine. I think I was the unofficial team seamstress. :-)

BTW at Worlds we tied with several other teams for 11th place out of (I think) 42. Not bad! I'm so glad we went to Worlds. It was so much fun and a great experience.

Sunday, November 2, 2008


In case you people didn't know, this is my first time posting a picture. On any blog. Ever. Yay me!

New Look and Halloween

Like the new look? I liked the dots but I wanted to try something where I could play with the colors a little more... you can only do so much with green and yellow. Besides, this template seems to be pretty popular, and it's changeable. I think I'll keep it.

Halloween was fun!
Lucy- Cheerleader. "I pretty!"
Ben- Spiderman
Emma- Pirate. And a pretty snazzy pirate too, let me tell ya.
Grace- Cat
Ian- Wore his BDUs (CAP camo uniform)
Jack- didn't go t-o-ting but wore a Scream mask that he bought with his own money. I. Hate. That. Mask. Just wanted to say that.
I- wore nothing. Just gave out candy. When one kid said, "What are you supposed to be? You're nothing!" I replied, "I am the Ghost of Halloweens Past."

Everybody had a great time and got TONS of candy. I mean TONS. Ben was crying that his arm hurt because his bag was so heavy!

As for me, I hung out at home dispensing candy to VERY hyped up kids. Around here, trick-or-treaters come in big groups. We're talking 15-20 kids on a hay trailer with their moms, being pulled by their dads in a pickup truck. We didn't have much candy. On the 30th, Mom bought two bags of candy. One bag contained Starbursts and Skittles. The other contained chocolate such as Reeses, Milky Way, etc. All the chocolate was gone by Halloween. So Jack started out with Skittles and Starbursts. We also had popcorn balls. When he decided I should give out candy, I went out there and there were no Skittles. (note: only one or two people had showed up so far) So by the time Dad came home with the gang (they were in the Bus, of course, with the sliding door open) we were running out. Along came an enormous group and we ran out after having given candy to maybe half of them.
"Jack, go inside and get Ian and Ben's candy! RUN!"
So the people hung around for a minute while Jack ran for candy. He came back and we gave some to the various vampires, Jedis and princesses. As they left they threw a glow-stick at us, which I grabbed. So I got something besides candy (we have so much I can eat some and nobody notices muahaha). I'm so special!

Oh, one slightly funny incident: some dad told me, "Don't give her any candy, she has tons." I assumed he meant the female vampire who approached me then. I held out the last piece of candy (this was before we called for backups) and was about to hand it to Obi-Wan Kenobi and it somehow ended up in Draculette's bag. "He said I wasn't supposed to give any to you!" I said. I don't think she heard me.

One more thing:
Katie and Sarah's Shakespeare group is doing Macbeth! OMM! I LOVE MACBETH! They are all going to be fantastic! I wish I could see it! *sigh*