Blog Post #12

The book I am going to recommend is called One Tuesday Morning. The novel is Fiction. It is written by Karen Kingsbury. It was one of those books that I just couldn't put down. It is an emotionally gripping story of two men, one a firefighter the other a business worker. They were both in the Twin Towers on the day of 9/11. Only one of them will survive. Having lost his memory he has to try and remember who he once was. The only problem is he does not like who he used to be. He will have to reach deep down inside himself to find faith and love. I loved the characters in this novel I became emotionally attached to all of them . I felt the pain of the families who lost their loved ones. If you are looking for a nice romance book to sit and cuddle up by the fire this is the book for you. I could read this book over and over again. I feel that if you are struggling to find faith or are trying to change some things about yourself this would be a book that you might relate to.

I loved how the author always kept me interested. I am one that has a hard time staying with a book if it doesn't hook me. This book is a tear jerker and I love books that bring out emotion in me. The book took me to a different place away from all of my day to day worries and cares. I couldn't get my husband to read this book so it may just be a ladies book. One of my favorite scenes in the book is when the daughter and mom who had lost their dad and husband took bloones outside to fly away up to their beloved one. All in all I loved this novel and I would suggest it if you are looking for a good easy read.

Word count: 330

Cliche

1. Silent as a sleepy newborn baby taking a nap

2. Clean as my bedroom

3. Hungry as a vampire thirsting for blood

4. Pretty as a princess

5. Fit as a model walking down the runway

6. Easy as buying some shoes

7. Cold as a popsicle on a hot summer day

8. Smooth as my legs after a shower

9. Blind as a beggar

10. Strong as Dwayne Johnson lifting weights

Word Count: 73

How to bathe my dog

First thing is first, you will need to grab a towel, a large cup and some hyper allergenic dog shampoo. You can purchase these at Wal-Mart or any pet store. Second you need to place them by the tub so that they are in close reach. Now comes the hard part, you have to corner my dog because for some reason he always knows when his baths are coming and he hates his baths. Once you have my dog cornered you have to pick him up and carry him to the tub. Now you place him in the tub and make sure you tell him to stay by holding out your hand and saying "STAY'. If this is not done then he will jump out of the tub and run as fast as he can. Turn the faucet to the left and turn the knob until you reach a mildly warm temperature. Not to hot and not to cold or it will hurt his skin. Once you have the right temperature, grab your cup and fill it to the top with the water. Pour over his bum and move towards his neck. Once his body is completely wet, you put about three pee size drops of shampoo and lather all over his body. Once he is completely lather you fill the cup back up with water and rinse over his fur. The next step is near impossible but you have to show my dog that are the boss. Fill the cup with water and then cover his eyes with your hand and pour the water over his face. He will wiggle and wiggle but you have to hold his head steal to get it wet. Once his face is wet you put one pee size drop of shampoo in your hands and lather the hair on his face but do not get close to the eyes. When his face is lathered you then fill the cup back up with water and slowly pour it over his face while covering his eyes.

Now that he is clean and soaking wet, grab the towel and cover him like a baby and lift him out of the tub. Before he runs away hold him and rub the towel over his body. This will only last a few seconds because he will run. Let him run around the house for a bit shaking until he has calmed a bit down. Grab a blow dryer and call him over to you before you turn it on. Once he is sitting by you then you can turn it on, but do not turn it on hot. You have to keep the temperature on warm. Only blow dry his body he does not like his face blow dried. Now that his body is dry you can brush his hair with a dog brush. He only lasts a few minutes before he runs off so brush as fast as you can. Now comes the final touches, spray dog with pet spritz caramel apple scent. Only spray on his body. Now you have one clean mildly sad puppy. He hates baths.

Word Count: 523

Poetry Packet

I really enjoyed the uniqueness of the poems that were in the poetry packet. My favorite poems are the ones I can comprehend easy. The World Is to Much With Us by James Wright was a bit over my head but I really like the poem When We Two Parted, I connected with the poem because I have lost people I have been close to. I think writing poems is a good way for somebody to express how their emotions. I have always struggled when it has come to writing poems but I like reading them. I feel that everyone interprets poems differently depending on the emotions they are feeling themselves. I feel like many could interpret the Barbie Doll poem differently. I felt like the poem was about how the world views women now days. We are all supposed to look like a barbie doll and if we don't then we are not pretty but I feel that the poem expresses that many women try to change there looks to look like the image of a barbie doll.

I felt the poem To My Dear Loving Husband was really sweet. My husband wrote me a poem once and it meant a lot to me that he would take the time to write the poem for me. I like the line My love is such that rivers cannot quench. It puts good imagery in your mind of how much move the writer has for her husband. I have noticed that after reading these poems many of them have lots of imagery. The poem Resume was really simple and it felt like a darker poem.

The last time I wrote a poem was when I was in High School. I enjoyed these poems and they made me really think about what the deeper meaning was.

Word Count: 304

What am I doing this weekend?

I am not excited for the weekend. I have to work Friday night and a double shift on Saturday. I hate working on the weekends because the restaurant gets so busy and I am running around trying to meat everybody's needs but my own. I have so much homework that I have to get done by Sunday and I do not know how I am going to get that all done when I am working all the time. I bet I won't even make that good of money.

ARGH MATY, I have to go tell da capn I am sorin over sees to da island of deads man land. Capn Joe boot leg is gonna be wantin his um treasure of gold but I gonna get there first, steal that there treasure. I gonna take some purty women with me to keep me company. I bring alung sum liqur as well to satisfy these here taste buds. woh ho woh ho a pirates life for me.

I am so excited for the weekend!! I am going to the basketball game with my friends and we are going to meet up with some cute boys that we met at the mall last week. What am I going to wear? I need to go shopping! Hopefully, I can convince my mom to let me stay the night at Allies house on Friday. She always uses the excuse that she is out of gas but I saw her tank and it is full, so she will for sure have enough gas.

Mom, this weekend I want to go to Chuky Cheeze to eat some pizza and ice cream! Please!!! mom please!!! I picked up my toys from off of the floor like you asked me. I will be a really good kid!! Please mom!

Friday night and Saturday day I am scheduled to work. I am really stoked because I have Saturday night off! My husband and I are going to have our friends over to play games and eat dinner. I need to get the house all clean and the dishes done before this weekend. I hope that I can make some money this weekend in tips so that I can go buy a new shirt this weekend.

Word Count: 367

When I was a child..

I was a very happy child, which is why it is weird that I don't recall a lot of memories from when I was little. I know that I would always make people laugh and people enjoyed being around me. One of the memories that does stick out for me is when I was about three. I loved candy and I wanted to get the vitamin gummy bears that were up on the top shelf in the kitchen, so I figured out a way, I got the tallest chair in the kitchen and climbed like a monkey, opened the top shelf and pulled out the flinstone vitamins. I went in to my bedroom shut the door and locked it. I remember that after about the first ten vitamins they started to not taste so good, but I kept eating them anyways. That is the last I remember of the story, but i have been told that my parents had to find the key to the room open it up and they immediately took me to the hospital. They had to pump my stomach to get me to throw all of them up. I know that now I should probably hate candy or any kind of gummys, but I think I love them even more.

Now I can not think of what to write. I really have a hard time remembering any memories. I wish my parents had video taped me as a child so that I could see what I was like. I still can not think of anything. As I got older around five years of age, I remember hanging out with a lot of my neighbor friends. I was super shy and I wanted everybody to really like me. The timer is up! Yuppy!

Word Count:296

When I wrote this I had a hard time recalling any memories other then the one story I have been told many times. I don't know if I have a bad memory or what has happened to the details of my childhood over the years. I did better then I thought I would do, I would stop to think and remember that I need to keep writing.

A sound I hate

Wide awake, I lay on my bed staring in to the black darkness of my bedroom, tick tock tick tock is all I can here. The noise getting louder and louder, how do people deal with these clocks in their bedroom? I pull my pillow over my head to cover my ears. Panting for air, a couple minutes later I realize that covering my face is not going to work. I here the sound again, tick tock! I feel like I am stuck in the middle of a Peter Pan movie, is there a crocodile nearby? The feel of the warm covers over me, makes it especially hard to get out of bed to destroy that annoying sound. I decide to ignore it, I have to be up in three hours anyways, but there is no ignoring the sound of a ticking clock.

I pull my warm covers off of my body and step out of my bed. I stumble over the laundry basket and stub my toe. My toe feels as though it has been smashed by a hammer. Crying in pain, I venture to find the light switch. Reaching and feeling everything around me I finally find the light switch, I flip it on. "Turn off the light," my husband yells. I ignore his request, and continue on to rid my ears of this wretched sound. I yank the clock of the wall and stuff it in a cabinet under the towels in our bathroom. Satisfied, I turn of the light and crawl back in to bed.

Dozing my eyes, I start to drift away, when I hear the faint sound of a tick tock, tick tock.

Ripping my covers off I head straight to the bathroom, pull open the drawer, lift up the towels and pull out my clock. I walk outside, open the smelly garbage can and throw the clock in harder then I had planned. Finally the sound stops, peace and quiet. I crawl back in to bed for the last time. Closing my eyes I sigh with relief. I lay awake again, my husband is snoring. I put a pillow over his head and fall back asleep, five minutes later my alarm clock goes off. What a night!

Word Count:371