Look at the Bat.

I'm working on a decently good (at least to me) blog post. But it's not finished yet.

In fact, I haven't even started it yet. Why? Because my sister, Hope, can't find her camera cord.

For now, though, to keep your attention from waning, have a picture of a bat:

Its eyes stare into your soull

Adventures Before Noon

One of our cats, George, was stuck up in a tree today.

I don't mean sitting on a branch stuck, I mean:

There was also a big, black, barking dog behind a fence, basically underneath George.

That blob of grey sort of in the middle of the picture is George.

Luckily, dad rescued him before he could fall out of the tree in exhaustion and die.

So thanks, dad!

Birthdays and Excuses.

Today is my sister Lizzie's birthday (it's also my friend Marchog's. Happy Birthday, Marchog). Despite getting up on my last nerve nearly everyday, I still love her. So I made her this (cue crudely drawn me in a blue sweater):

 Also, Marchog, your birthday present is undetermined, still. You've pretty much read everything I have, and you hate Twilight--I can't blame you for that one. I'm still searching.

Happy Birthday!!

My Quest Has Begun.

(Note: there are Once Upon a Time, episode 12: Skin Deep spoilers in this post.)

I've decided that my life is severely lacking in the interesting department. All I do is sit around all day and watch old Vlogbrothers videos, and think about doing more awesome things.

NOT ANYMORE, I TELL YOU.

I spent a good twenty minutes drawing this.

I need to become a more interesting person.

 

 

 

In other words, I need to find something more interesting to do. I just spent the past hour-and-a-half creating this argument.

Still, I do love making them fight...

I'm in Love With The Moon

Last night I saw the moon and Jupiter (along with Jupiter's moons. There's quite a lot of them).

Of course, I have seen the moon and Jupiter before, but never up close and personal. If that's what you could call it, as the scope was jumbling around quite a lot in my unsteady, noodle-like arms who can't support a spotting-scope long enough for me to catch a good look at the glowing ball of light that is Jupiter.

However, I did manage to catch a pretty incredible look at the moon before my family packed up, climbed into our 2000 black Excursion and went home to watch the Oscars.

I can't even describe it, it was so lovely.

The Last Half-Hour

If you're a long-time (it was only back last September!) reader of this blog, you'll remember that this is my dad's horse, Pesky Peso.

Okay, his name is only Peso. But it should have 'Pesky' before it.

This is him eating hay.

Peso likes to eat hay.

He's getting nice and round--but not fat. If I call him fat while he's listening, which is pretty much the only time when I call him fat, he pouts and hides in the corner of the pen.

He has low self-esteem.

Here's another picture that looks about the same, but more grainy, dark, and blurry. Notice that I have not pulled this photo into Photoshop and turned up the saturation to the top.

Nope.

Not a bit.

Maybe, Ree, you should take a leaf out of my book, hmm?

Any-who, this is him eating.

This post has no plot.

Only to basically show off my dad's pretty, albeit round, horse.

Well, this is my first blogging award. I should feel honored, and surprised, and very, very excited. After all, this is an award, and should be treated as such.

Here we go:

1. Link to the blogger who gave you the award.

Musings From Neville's Navel 

 2. Share 7 things about yourself.

1. My favorite mythical creature is the Tribek. (Inside joke! Yes!)
2. I'm a human.
3. I've been to Chicago twice.
4. I live in Kansas.
5. When I was in Kindergarten I told my teacher to 'hold her horses,' and I got in trouble.
6.  I really, really want to move to a foreign country.
7. I have a pet turtle named Neville. We're pretty sure it's a girl, but since she's gone by the name Neville for the past five to six years, she's still going by Neville. 

  3. Pass the award to 15 bloggers recently discovered.

I'm only going to pass it on to one person, because that makes the award much more special. 

I Wear Milk Crowns (Kimberley Karalius)

I really, really love this person. She writes such amazing novels. I'll link you to them here (but I must say that her story Boys and Bees is my favorite).

 Kimberley's Figment Page

 4. Notify the blogger recipients.

Haha! I already did this before the post was published!


Anyway, thank you, Neville, for giving me this award, and to Kim: I'm hoping against all hope that you haven't already been awarded this already.

Have a happy Friday, and as Rebecca Black would say: