HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS!!!!!

And Merry Christmas everyone else!!!

Enjoy time with yer families while remembering Jesus’ coming to earth as a baby! But not only that, but also His life here on earth, and His death, His love, and His resurrection!!!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Peace&love

♥katie

Christmas time is here.

Christmas is almost here.
Crazy.
It seems like it came way too fast this year.
But alas…doens’t it always? hahahahaa…………..
but no seriously, it does seem like it came super fast this year.

But i’m happy, cuz i lo♥e Christmas!!! ♥

(although the whole idea about Santa is creeeepy cuz dude…he’s like a stalker. “he sees you when you’re sleeping. he knows when you’re awake. he knows if you’ve been bad or good…” CREEPY!!!! anyway…)
I’m SO excited for Christmas though! like MAJORLY excited!!! Its such a lovely time!
Like before Christmas, just being in stores and seeing all the Christmas things, and hearing Christmas songs, and singing and dancing and skipping down isles in the stores to the songs.
Helping some elderly person out by carrying their groceries for them. its lovely! and then Christmas eve is absolutely lovely.
Getting all excited for Christmas, go to a Candle Light Service at our church, and sing hymns/Christmas songs all by these little candles…its amazing! And then BAM! Christmas day!!!
I get to be surrounded by my lovely family and aunts and uncles, my grandma, cousins and 2nd cousins, share an amazing meal together, give gifts to one another, laugh, live, love, sing carols, smell all the wonderful smells of the food and pine tree, and apple cider and remember that Christ was born!!

then travel the next day to Algoma WI and see all my lovely cousins, aunts and uncles, grandparents, 2nd cousins and all of them, and share an amazing meal together, give gifts to one another, laugh, live, love, make wonderful memories, sing carols, smell the wonderful smells of the food, and pine tree and apple cider and remember once again that Jesus is the reason for the season.

Christmas is a time of JOY! but it seems like so many people (including myself somtimes) aren’t very joyful at all because we have to get things done, buy gifts for people, and we’re pushed for time…and somehow we lose our joy…but i just have to stop and remember that this is ALL about HIM, and how much God loves us that He sent His Son for us…and that brings me so much joy to know that! How much we are loved…its just incredible!!!

So I hope this last week before Christmas and Christmas day are filled with tons of JOY! Remember Him!!!! =]

Peace&Love.

♥katie♥

Once Upon A Time…

There was a family of Nerds.

They were your typical nerdy homeschooled family, but they were also a serious group of people.

Jimmy, Betsy, Mary Lou and Winston all had enough of the seriousness and decided to act like this:

but all in all, they wanted to wish you all a very very Merry Merry Christmas!!!

Bradley, the farrier.

He’s about 55 years old.

4′10″

has this nasel type voice.

and doesn’t even care a BIT about what people think of him.

and super talkative.

He came over today to trim our horses hooves.

First off, he walks into our house. And talks about the abundance of boots we have. And how he bets his dollar that “those last boots over there” never get worn.

 Then he starts picking up a hat of ours for my mom to wear.

She tells him that that one isn’t hers.

he picks up another one, and she tells him thats not hers either.

Or that one.

Or that one.

and he was like “you should have your names in them”

and my mom was like “they all know which hats are theirs”

bradley “how? they look alike to me…well i guess this one is a little lighter colored, and..”

my mom, bradley and I head out to the horse barn.

I get Dallas and bring her in, and he starts trimming her hoofs.

And starts bursting out into song “its the most, wonderful time, of the year”

and thats all he sang too. Just that line over and over and over again.

Then he would hum it, do some “do do do do do’s” to it.

Then he was talking about winter, and how its not so bad if you do some jumping jacks in it.

Which the scarriest part about that, is that I just basically said the exact same thing last night. wow.

Then he started talking about how he ran out of gas today, and he hitched hiked, and how the guy who picked him up was telling him that hitch hiking is dangerous, and then bradley says “well, how do you know that i’m not dangerous?” and the guy said he looked safe. Then bradley asked him how he knew he wasn’t some dangerous elf?

Next he went on to say how old my horse Dallas was, and that we should give her to the como zoo as worlds oldest horse.
Then my mom says that she doesn’t think Dallas is the worlds oldest horse at only being 27, almost 28.

Bradley goes on to say that of course shes not the worlds oldest, but people like to be fooled. So he thinks her age should be 38 years old. old as dirt. as he says.

Anyway…I go inside to tell my sister that she needs to come out to hold her horse.

Then a few minutes later, Bradley cmoes in the house…just comes in. No knocking, or anything…just walks right in.

Once he gets in, he looks at my sister eating chips and salsa…just kinda stares at her. she offers him some, and he says no thank you, but he would like some water. So my sister is like “i’ll get you some water” but too late, he walked right up to our cupboards opened it up, got MY cup “Fa la la? is that what it says? ha!” drinks some water and is like “Mmm…mmm…mmm”

then he says “I think i’ll go home and slap the ol’ boards on and go for a ski…i like these clear days *staring out our kitchen window drinkin water from my cup* cause when the sun sets, the snow is all pink and beautiful”

then he looks over and me, and sees me on my sisters lap-top and is like “is that a COMPUTER?!” *completely shocked*

walks over right by me, hovering over my shoulder, and was like “holy shmokes. you’re really typing that fast! how do you know all that stuff and where to put your fingers and everything? I thought you were just faking it at first, but you’re really typing. But no, thats wonderful! I could watch you type all day!”

so i’m on shoutlife and i go to my friend Joelles page, and he sees the picture of Joelle, Lizzy, Elizabeth Hunnicutt and me and is like “wait wait…*points to the picture* thats you!” then i scroll down and start typing randomness on Joelles page like “hey joelle! whats up? how are you? haha….you should laugh…” and he reads that out loud to everyone…but kinda in this mono-tone voice…and esp the “ha…ha…” and yeah. it was funny.

then he comments on my typing again, and then he asked me if he should start pushing a bunch of buttons on here.

my mom asks “so bradley, do you have a computer at home?”

bradley: “are you kidding me? of course not!”

few minutes later, I sign onto facebook, and he says something like “so what are you doing now? homework?” and my mom is like “communicating with friends…they never call anymore”

a few things.

1. its kinda random that my mom basically spoke for me the whole time bradley was here. ha. i love her tho.

2. i still do call my friends! justnot as much as facebook or myspace or shoutlife them!

ok…on with the story… 

 my mom then says something about “she has tons of pictures of her self on there” [random..why did she say that? i don't know]

and he’s like “you know, you gotta be careful out there…theres a lot of people out there who use the computer for bad, you know…and the guys will talk sexy with you. *pokes me in the shoulder three times* [if thats not weird. tell me. what is?] so you gotta be careful”

and then i tell him about my profiles being set to private and everything.

Then i sign onto myspace [you know, why not give him a nice little tour of the internet], and you know, the ALWAYS have dumb ads on myspace [i should have thought about this before I signed on] and so i click to my home page and he’s like “what was that all about? those people..?”

i was like “they’re just ads that myspace has”

and he goes “oh, cuz those people looked kind of sinister”

then I write a comment to Joanna…and he’s like “now, you’re writing them this letter, and you send it. what if their computer isn’t on? does it not go through?”
then we tell him how it will go through, and will just be waiting there until they turn their computer on.

and he goes: “really?! Now how does it do that?”

yeah…..

So his price as this farrier, what he does is his prices is $20 a hoof. But we always give him like our home raised turkies and eggs and muffins and what not.

So anyway…he’s in here, my mom goes and gets him two turkies and he’s like “i’ll take that one” and my mom is like, “no you take them both” and he’s like “What? i’m not worthy to take both of them” *totally serious!*

and my moms like “yes you are! and plus its the holidays…well, i saidi i wasn’t going to say that [my guess is that they talked about holidays and christmas and which to say out in the barn when i was in here baking muffins], cuz its Christmas!”

bradley: “yeah…why aren’t we suposed to say happy holidays instead of Merry Christmas again?”

and my mom says about it being the politically correct people and how its just dumb.

and he goes “yeah! plus its about the story. i liked that story. espcially about the manger. and how the donky and camel kept beat with their hoof” [little drummer boy song...right?]

So then my mom was telling him about Ask.com and he goes “I have a question I bet they wouldn’t be able to answer. ‘Does an elephant ever want to be a bird?’”

so i go to ask.com type that question in, and nothing came up for it, only a few things, but they did have elephant and bird bolded in the same sentence and he was amazed by that.

Then he asks another question: “can you cut cheese with a “e” string? cuz I did that once…”

so i google it, and it says something about guitar strings sounding like cutting cheese and once again, he was like “wow”.

then other randomness happened and he heads out the door, with two turkies, a few dollars, and merrily on his way to slap on those boards to go skiing.

“Oh, I better go if I wanna go skiing. it’ll be a first!”

and off he goes.

so thats my story of Bradley, the farrier. Until next time!

♥ always,

katie