I have the pleasure of having a sister. She is ten. Naturally, being a mere child. She talks all the time. (A trait we both seem to share.) Part of her growing up is her incessant question asking. Why this? Why that? Are pregnant golfish really called twits? Can ducks really breathe out of their bums? (The answer to both of those is yes) Do narwhals really exist? (Dang straight they do) See? Always asking questions. Most recently though, her questions have got down to the "nitty gritty."(Nacho Libre quote) Like...this.
"Mishae, when will I hit puberty?"
*shudder* The "P" word already?! "You're like ten Ashlin. Don't worry about that yet" *eye twitch*
"But really. I want to know. How do I know when I finally hit *&%$#!@" (censored because the fact that my little sister knows what that means, FREAKS ME OUT)
Now, when the conversation hits this part, I'm yelling at her to just go to bed already and stop asking me questions. As I roll over and have a little spaz attack. *spasm* But I have to face this. So I tell her loads of junk that is really a blur and not worth mentioning. It's a little awkard TO mention. Besides, I like to keep my blog at a family friendly rating. And I give her details and it's all very disgusting. But the reason I am blogging this, is because sometimes. Well. Life happens. And you have to deal with it. My little sister is growing up. And it scares the crunch outta me. But that is a Fact of Life. Your siblings will grow up. And it's scary. Ducks can breathe out of their bums. And THAT is scary. Sometimes you have to face the inevitable, because that's life. So my advice is to relax. Things will happen. Your little sister will grow up. She might get bigger than you. (in more places than one. *shudder*) And that's life. But you need to go with the flow. Eat some chocolate. (Heck yes I do) and when the inevitable happens, be able to look yourself in the mirror and say:
"That's my Life"
Friday, November 11, 2011
The Facts of Life.
Saturday, November 5, 2011
When I get old and lose my hair....
Everyone thinks of growing old. Plans out their life, what they'll do, who they'll become. I do this. Very often. I look forward to the future and often day dream. blah blah blah. Here is my story:
1996-Escape from womb
2009-Become a teen
2011-Write this post.
2011-2046-Live life, get married, have kids. (this timeline entry is very vague seeming how I am not a fortune teller and cannot fully predict my own future)
2046-Turn the big 5-0.
And this is my day dream part of the story I will tell you about. I will be one of those stankin' awesome grandma's that is cool enough to still run around the yard with my grand children. I will have this house: (or something that looks like it)
| sigh...... |
| Who DOESN'T love lemonade? |
As well as this stuff, I will still have a rockin' body and not have wrinkles (this statement is very bold and proves my point as how this is my DREAM)
I would also like to own a dresss like this:
| I will pair this with a gold charm bracelet and red flats. |
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Hansen Reunion
Finally the Hansen Reunion! To start off the day we ate a delicious breakfast. Then we did the Bear River parade which, as always was awesome! My cousin drove the ride on lawnmower with a wagon on the back.
Silly silly silly!
The Hansen float!
Then a while later we had lunch.
Then we just chilled!
Finally the Water fight of the century! Water balloons, hoses, and of course people! We were SOAKED to the bone!
Then we went to the dance at the park. Yes, I'm still soaking wet. I changed later.
And yes Sammy! My uncle brought a dog and my aunt kept it. I think it's now the Hansen mascot!
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Steele reunion
Well, It's about time that I did this, so. Smile!
My grandma bought each family identical shirts. I guess it showed we were a team.
After lunch we had a water fight and played a game where you have to toss the water over your back into eack other cups. I was the last in line so I made the best out of it..jpg)
The water fight.
We also played volleyball..jpg)

After that we went swimming.
There was a rope next to the diving board that you could swing on.
I was able to climb to the top of the rope. I know. I'm strong.
I know, goofy goggles.
Dinner was catered. It was soooooooooooooo good!
We had a talent show. These are some of the dresses that my aunt Mallene has made.
Ashlin and I did the Opening dance that I did for the dance festival.
After that we played animals. At the end every one had to be beached whales. My uncles sure have imaginations.
We also played Human foosball. It was awesome! 