December 8, 2017

It's Snowing!!

My mom woke me up at 9 this morning and told me to look out the window.

That's our bird feeder. It's all hazy because it was still snowing really hard.
It hasn't snowed in December in 7 years, I think. It snowed on Christmas when I was eight or nine.
I don't think it even snowed this much last January.

Look at this!! It's so white and pretty!!

My boots.

A nervous Amber venturing into the driveway slush.

Evan is my snow day buddy.

I'm loving Google's Santa Tracker site right now. I'm a little obsessed with the Wrap Battle game. I also beat all 9 levels of Code Boogie.
Here is the link, if you want to play.

While you're here: I'm taking a break from blogging until Christmas. I had posts planned out. What I don't have is the energy to actually accomplish them. To restore creative energy, a break is in order.
Until Christmas Eve,

November 26, 2017

So I Bought A Doll

I told myself I wouldn't do it. It was a lost cause.

This is Evan, the first doll I created with AG's Create-Your-Own line. I fell completely in love. Her hair? Her eyes? Absolutely adorable.
I said I shouldn't get another doll. It was $200! I had heard bad things about the custom line having defects or sending the wrong doll.
I decided to go for it anyway, and I'm so glad I did.

Scooter is excited for a new friend.

Meet Evan Claire!

Isn't she beautiful?

She has gray eyes and freckles.

And she wears blue glasses. I decided to get the new pixie cut wig, and I'm absolutely in love with it.

She loves flowers. 

And butterflies.

And she wears a hearing aid. I think it makes her a little bit unique.

That's my new doll! She is absolutely beautiful and I love her.
I didn't have any problems with the Create-Your-Own line. Everything is AG quality and it even shipped faster than I thought it would. 
Fun fact: The flowers in this photoshoot were from my mom's birthday. 

What do you think of Evan? 
Until later,

November 19, 2017

A Former Homeschooler's Take on Public School

(Inspired by Loren)

I think most of you know that I started public high school this year, after being homeschooled my whole life. If you didn't, now you do. 
Everyone asks me if I like school, and they look surprised whenever I say that it's pretty good. I think they expect me to say that it's exhausting and draining and I wish weekends would last forever. That's partly true, but the good parts mostly balance it out. Mostly.

The first day was confusing and scary. I had never been in the same building as two thousand other people before. It was really loud. I didn't know the layout of the school or my schedule. 
We started the day with a pep rally. I decided that I hate pep rallies. It was too loud and it was kind of pointless. Next we had advisement period, and that was better. The bell schedule was changed that day, so all the classes were out of order. We had 4th period before 3rd, because of lunch. They lengthened lunch to 30 minutes instead of 20. I sat with a girl who was in dance class with me about two years ago. I didn't speak the whole time. 
I had to sit in Geography for an hour and a half and the teacher let us get out our phones because he ran out of things to talk about.
To get from French to literature I had to walk all the way from one corner of the school to the other and up a set of stairs. I was late.
In biology, there were more students than desks. I didn't get a desk and just stood for the whole period. 
I spent the whole day feeling a little out of place and disappointed because I didn't get any of the electives I wanted. 

The first day wasn't so great, but the rest of the school year has been much better. I wish I didn't have to wake up at 6:20 every morning. That's probably the worst part.
Now I'm going to talk about my classes.

First period: Introduction to Digital Technology
This was not a class I wanted to take. Art was full, so I got this instead. We're learning about computer systems and we're supposed to learn coding next semester. Mrs. N has started letting us listen to music, so at least I have Green Day to keep me awake that early in the morning. 
This class is really boring. My dad is a computer network support person, so I already know half of the stuff. Mrs. N is really strict, but I'm one of only three girls and I don't yell during class, so she likes me. Only a quarter of the class actually cares about the material, but I don't blame them.
rating: ★★☆☆

Second period: Personal Fitness
This class sucks because I hate running. That's all we ever do. If it's raining we get to play basketball. I don't know anyone in this class, so it's especially boring.
There is a group of guys who plays either basketball with a shoe or football with a bottle. Every. Single. Day. Then the coach yells at them to stop being stupid. 
rating: ★★☆☆ 

Third period: French
I love learning French. It's so much easier than Latin, which I took for two years. Mr. L tells us stories sometimes. Some are related to the class or French culture. Some are about random things like how his friend found out that not all dogs can swim. 
On Friday we basically played Simon Says. He made one girl walk around the room while he gave her directions in French. 
I do have a friend in this class! She's really tiny compared to me, also loves dance, and is really good at drawing. When I say she's tiny, I mean that I can put my arm straight out and rest it on top of her head. 
rating: ★★ 

Fourth period: AP Human Geography
Geography is pretty interesting. It gives the most homework, but leaning about cultural relations is great. It's one of those textbooks that I would read for fun if I had time. 
The girl from my dance class that I sat with on the first day (Mal) is in this class, along with a bunch of her friends. Coach J calls me by my last name sometimes, which is a little weird. Sometimes he asks his "favorite student" to answer questions, and Mal always answers.
There are two juniors in this class and the rest are freshman. I work with them on most projects because we sit together.
rating: ★★☆ 

Lunch is in the middle of geography. I sit with Mal and her friends. I don't talk a lot because I don't know them very well. It took me about a month before I was comfortable speaking at all. I don't speak much at school anyway.
Somehow the discussion topics get weird and uncomfortable more often than not. There's a lot of talk about boys and gossip about other people. I don't care very much about either of those.
The school food doesn't look very appetizing. The cafeteria has managed to mess up canned pineapple before. How does that work?
rating: ★★☆☆ 

Fifth period: Literature
Literature is very entertaining. I love the way Ms. P teaches. If what we're doing isn't too important, she lets the class get a little off-topic sometimes, and that's always fun. She says our class has a lot of character, or "chair-acter," as the class says it.
There's S, who is from New York, wears a necklace with his name on it, and may have a private jet. I can't tell if he's joking. There's T, who is on the football team and broke both of his arms.
There was that one conversation about dolphins. That was weird. 
rating: ★★☆ 

Sixth period: Geometry
I am not a big fan of Geometry. Firstly, it's boring. Secondly, I'm doing really badly on all of the tests. 
But Liv is in this class. I like her... a lot. She has the most random sense of humor and amazing fashion tastes. She makes the whole class better.
By the way, I typed Gemometry three times while attempting to write this paragraph. My hands are really cold and that makes it hard to type.
rating: ★★☆☆ 

Seventh Period: Biology
Last class of the day! Mrs. R is really nice and lets us eat in class. The work isn't hard and she doesn't really give homework either. 
Like I said earlier, there are more students than desks. I have to sit at a table that faces the wall. I can't see the board without turning sideways in my chair. It sucks when I'm trying to type something. I can deal with it, but I would rather have a desk.  
rating: ★★☆☆ 

This has been a review of Evy's high school schedule.
Overall rating: ★★☆☆ Could do better.
Leave a star review of your schedule in the comments! 

Currently jamming out to Green Day's new song! It's called Back In The USA, if you're interested. 😃
Until later,

November 7, 2017

Pumpkin Patch Pictures

It's raining and I'm cold.
There have been some beautiful fall leaves this week. I do have a few pictures, but not enough for an entire post. And now it rained, so they're all on the ground. *Dramatic sigh*

But I did go to a pumpkin patch several weeks ago. Some of these pictures were taken by Allie, but we can't remember which ones.

Look at all the pumpkins!

The pumpkins were laid out in satisfying squares.

All pumpkins should be blue and lumpy. These remind me of Cinderella.


I really love this picture.

The small corn. I think Allie took this because that's my hand.

I want to eat this. It looks really tasty.


Allie took this one too! or I have some amazing no-handed selfie skills.
I got the tiny pumpkin, but not the big one. Isn't it cute?
By the way, that is my favorite dress. 

This is the bottom of the gourd I was holding.

 I'm sorry this was late, but my birthday was Thursday and we celebrated this weekend. Song recommendation of the post: Action Cat by Gerard Way. It's fabulous and repeat-worthy. Until later,

October 31, 2017

A Watermelon Halloween

Today was Halloween. It didn't seem particularly more spooky than any other October evening, Dria thought. Her roommate had gone on and on about skeletons and fake blood for a few weeks while trying to convince Dria to attend her friend's Halloween party, and Dria had almost decided to spend the night alone in her dorm. Then Laura had asked her to go to the school's Halloween festival.
    They met up outside Dria's dorm. Laura greeted her with a quick peck on the cheek.
    “The festival's at the science building,” Laura said. “It's close.” Dria nodded. They chatted as they walked. Laura complained about a paper she had to write. Dria elbowed her playfully.
    October felt very different here, amidst paved sidewalks and manicured bushes. At home, the house was almost completely surrounded by trees, and when the wind blew it added an eeriness to the chill in the air.  Grace's neighborhood had the best decorated houses in town, largely contributed to by Grace's mother.
    Her college's annual Halloween festival was looking like it might beat Mrs. Lewis, though. She forgot which club organized it, but they certainly went all-out. The fliers posted all over campus had advertised apple cider, games, and a costume contest, which Laura was particularly excited about.
    Dria hadn't worn anything spectacular. She accompanied Laura as a plain black cat. She had on a black shirt and leggings and a beanie with cat ears. Laura had insisted that she draw some whiskers on her face.
    Laura, on the other hand, was dressed in a strapless black-and-green dress, black tights, and a black witch hat. She had done her makeup to match and even decided to wear heels, making her about an inch taller than Dria. Dria wasn't sure how Laura would survive the chilly night, but Laura was confident in her costume. She was willing to sacrifice almost anything, especially comfort, to make an entrance.
    Inside the festival gates, they were greeted by a man in a zombie costume. He handed them each a packet of M&Ms.
    “Nice costume,” he said to Laura. Laura beamed.
    “Thank you!” Compliment number one. Dria was keeping count.
    The pair continued, hand in hand, down the pumpkin-lined sidewalk.
    “Want to paint a pumpkin?” a girl called from a booth. Laura turned.
    “Hey, fellow cat!” the girl greeted Dria. To Laura, she said, “Sweet outfit, but aren't you cold?” Compliment number two.
    Laura shrugged. “I'm ignoring it.” They picked up a pumpkin and a few cups of paint.
    “Do you want to do something romantic, or typical Halloween?” Dria asked.
    Laura thought for a minute. “A witch and a black cat?” she suggested. “Best of both.” Dria handed her a brush and a cup of black paint.
    “You do the cat on one side,” she said. “I'll do the witch on the other. No peeking.”
    Laura giggled. Dria carefully outlined a bright green dress and some yellow hair and made two green dots for eyes. She stole the black paint from Laura to add a small hat.
    “Hey!” Laura said when she noticed it was gone. She grabbed it back, and Dria's brush splattered the side of the pumpkin with paint, smearing some of the witch's hair.
    “Hey yourself,” Dria said, flicking a drop of paint at Laura. Laura leaned over to see the painting.
    “It's cute!” She smiled. “Even with the paint.” Laura's side of the pumpkin appeared to be a large, black blob with ears.
    “I suck at painting,” she explained. Dria laughed at it and traced a nose and whiskers into the still-wait paint with her finger. They returned the paints to the table. Laura carried the pumpkin carefully so the paint wouldn't smudge.
    “Good luck with your dress,” the girl at the stand called after them.
    “Are you sure you aren't cold?” Dria asked when they were out of earshot.
    “A bit,” Laura admitted. “But we match! So it's worth it.”
    Dria hadn't considered their costumes matching, but she supposed they were. She had never matched costumes with anyone before. Not with Jack, her ex-boyfriend, or even with Grace, her best friend.
    “It's almost six,” Dria said, checking her phone. “Do you want to find the contest?”
    “Yeah!” Laura's green eyes shone in the light. Dria's heart fluttered.
    A makeshift stage had been set up in the middle of the lawn. The costumed man who had greeted them earlier tested the microphone.
    “Thank you all for coming tonight,” he said. “My name is Lucas, and I am president of the Drama Club. We put on this festival every year to raise money for our shows because costumes are expensive, you know?”
    He said some more about the club that Dria didn't hear. She watched Laura fidget with her dress.
    “--If you want to enter the contest, please come up to the stage calmly,” Lucas announced, and Dria looked up. “I forgot to say 'calmly' last year, and things got a tad crazy, so let's keep it down, okay?” A few people laughed. Laura stepped away towards the stairs.
    Dria surveyed the people onstage. There were forty, maybe fifty, all with rather elaborate costumes. She saw a few people she recognized from classes, but thankfully, her roommate was not one of them. Lucas passed around the mic. Each contestant said their name and what they were dressed as. Laura's reply was, of course, brimming with excitement and confidence.
    The judges came around and inspected costumes. Dria got excited when Laura made it to the top five, but she was eliminated in favor of a Harley Quinn costume. Laura came down from the stage and watched with Dria as the winners were awarded prizes.
    “You look amazing, even if you didn't win,” Dria said.
    “I know,” Laura replied. “But I could have been more original.”
    “Let's walk around and look at the decorations,” Dria suggested. Laura took her hand and they continued. Laura's fingers were chilly.
    “Are you warm enough?” Dria asked. Laura nodded.
    By the time they stopped for apple cider, eight people had commented on Laura's dress. Both of Dria's pockets were full of candy.
    “Are you sure you aren't cold?” she asked again. “You look like you're shivering.”
    Laura shook her head and took a cup of cider off the table. She held it to her chest, inhaling the steam. Dria put her hand around Laura's shoulders.
    “Babe, you're freezing!” she exclaimed. Laura took a sip of her cider.
    “I can hang out a little longer.” Dria squeezed her shoulders.
    “We can watch a movie in my dorm.”
    They made their way back through the festival. Laura waved to the girl at the pumpkin painting table and Dria opened a package of sours. In a few minutes they were snuggled on the couch in Dria's dorm room. Laura had on a pair of borrowed pajamas.
    “Warmer now?” Dria asked.
    Laura smiled. “Yeah. Thanks.” She wrapped her arm around Dria's waist. Dria leaned over and kissed her. 
    “Should've worn a jacket,” Dria said. “A sweater wouldn't have ruined your outfit.”
    “Maybe so,” Laura said, laying her head on her girlfriend's shoulder.
    “What would I have done if you froze?” Dria asked.
    “Microwave me,” Laura mumbled. Dria laughed.
    “I was thinking more along the lines of 'hold you 'till you warm up.' It sounds a bit less deadly.” She twirled one of Laura's curls around her finger. “Cutie.”


This is the third installment of the Watermelon series. I guess it's really a series now. 
I want to draw Laura's costume. It might be a while, but I'll get to it sometime.
Comment if you enjoyed!

October 21, 2017

Woods and Waterfalls

I went on a trip to a state park for fall break two weeks ago. We were up in the mountains and the view from the lodge was beautiful.

These were taken from the back porch of the lodge. I spent a long time staring at the mountains.
Just a disclaimer: I only have my phone camera, and it hates direct sunlight. That's what's going on with the top of this photo. It hasn't affected most of the pictures, but there are a few like this one. 

We got there on Wednesday afternoon and stayed until Friday. On Thursday morning we went on a hike. This trail was the access to the beginning of the Appalachian Trail, and there was a creek. It was in the woods the whole time, but as we got further up the mountain the trees changed.

Some more pictures of the creek.

I looked at this and thought, "Trees are weird." 

This was about the point where we turned around.

These trees look a bit like a fantasy forest, don't you think?

On the way down we stopped to have a snack and wade in the creek.

Allie was telling Mr. Turtle not to step on the rocks.

The water was cold, but it felt good to take my shoes off.

A little waterfall.

I call this angle "gaging how deep the water is because I am not keen on falling in the creek." It would have been up to my waist. I didn't step down.

Later that day we went on a walk to see a waterfall. This one had a path that ended in a lot of stairs that we did not climb.

The creek flowing from the waterfall.

The internet could always use more pictures of my feet.

This water is so peaceful.

Rocks and shiny water.


I thought this sign was really pretty.

This is the view from the overlook where I stopped.

Here is the top of the falls. Allie went all the way up to the bridge, but everyone else was too tired to climb that many stairs. There was a lot more waterfall below the bridge, but it wouldn't focus. This is a prime example of my phone hating direct sunlight.

That night I sat outside and watched the sunset.

This was the last picture I took on this trip. I had so much fun and I would love to go again.

Where is your favorite place that you've been on vacation?