This is me bowling. See how good I am? I'm kidding, though I am great. Ah, how you've probably all not missed my terrible sense of humor. It's funny because in French, when you say "C'est terrible!" it can either mean "That's awfull!" or "It kicks ass!". You have to judge the tone. Also I love French bowling shoe, they're hilarious!
These lyrics should be a no brainer to you dad! A gift from me to you.
So today I'm still sick but I went to school. Thankfully, because of my schedule and because of absent teachers, I ended at 10 o'clock after an hour of basketball and an hour of Anglais. Tough, I know.
I like being at home alone but two days in a row and I'm running out of things to do. These are somethings I've done already:
-Canadian homework
-Went to the doctors
-Read a lot of my book
- Wrote on my blog
-Checked my email a bizzilion times
-Carved a bit of this rock that I'm carving. I'm trying to carve it right through so that the two rocks fit together to form a heart. It's pretty cool
-Set the table for snack which happens once everyone gets home
-Colour co-ordinated everything on the set table (e.g. pink with pink, blue with blue)
-Searched on the internet on how to fold napkins in a fancy way
-Folded all the napkins into bishop hats (I'll take a picture, don't worry)
-Played with the two dogs
-Ran a bunch
That about sums it up. In regards to the running thing, I'm going to try to run more so as not to come home as big as a rhino. Good idea? I think so. I'm going to try to run every day but knowing me, I'll probably stop when the week's over, wish me luck!
Love Emma
xoxoxoxoxox
1 comment:
OK, first of all, I accept your gift of easy lyrics: these are from "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails (from the very appropriately-titled album The Downward Spiral, do I get bonus hugs for that?), although I expect when you chose them you were probably recollecting the awesome cover version of this song performed by Johnny Cash on his American IV: The Man Comes Around. Hugs for me, hooray!
Second, I want to thank you for your fine blogging, which manages to be both heart-warming and amusing at the same time, which is no easy thing. (Trust me, I've tried it in my office e-mails, and instead I only manage to be either "confusing" or "terrifying". Or at least that's what I'm told.) I look forward to more!
Third, I want to ask you to post the picture of the folded napkins ASAP.
Until next time...
Love,
StrongDad
xoxoxoxo
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