The Adventures of Sprinkles and Nuts!

It all began a couple of weeks ago on one of McKenna's and my weekly Sunday visits...

It was dark. Cold. Dreary. And we were tired.


Just kidding! Really, we were looking for some adventure... the itch was... well... itching!Adventure was calling, and we picked up the phone! :-)



Feeling a tad bit rebellious (if you could call it that), we spontaneously decided (because, believe us, everything is thrilling that way) to expand upon our plan to dance in the rain to run... in the rain... across the road to the farm across the street... in our bare feet! (Yeah, real rebellious, huh?)



We took off at lightning speed, feet adjusting to the sting of cold, wet gravel beneath them. Our rush of thrill and excitement was unexplainable! We hadn't told anyone that we had taken off the way we did (maybe mentioned we were going to our Mom so as not to be thought to have ran away), which added to our "rush of rebellion!" We daintily leaped across the gravel and eventually decided that it's sharpness was too lame for our prescense and decided to lunge for the *cough- softer- cough* grass below the nieghbor's yard. We raced toward the farm... feeling the rush... heart pounding... the wind (and humidity) in our face... clothes damp...

The adventure had begun!



We raced on in our barefeet, and eventually reached the path that we usually follow in the field. Once again, tip-toeing through the prickly patch of green, we laughed at our "rebelliousness" and remini---

*instantaneous stop*

We saw... someone. Someone who was obviously tresspassing (as if we weren't [we were just more welcome])... someone who was right at the end of our path.... someone who was staring right at us.

By this time big brother and little sister had caught up with us (jealous of our adventure, we suppose) and we had stopped cold. We began to well... FREAK... and ran in the opposite direction, completely ignoring the utter pain out feet were suffering.

We got about 300 yards away from where we had spotted the stranger (well, potential rapist, we think ;-) ) and believed the mountain man had fled, so why not go back and continue our adventure? We decided to continue on after a momentary break for hydration and emptying oneself, most definitely bringing along the camera.

But this time started out a little differently. We made up our minds to, instead of just walking out the door like regular rebels, we were going to climb out of a high window, one that we weren't sure would allow room for our persons.

Yeah. That one. So, adventuer still calling, we hoisted ourselves upand through, wiggling, jiggling, and giggling it all the way outside and darted off again!

We went back and much to our relief, we met no potential rap--- strangers along the way, though we were just a little bit frightened he may be hiding in the bushes... but adventure requires no fear, doesn't it?

No, it doesn't.

We went along the path and decided to put on our elf-ish identities. We caourageously battled cold, damp, sticks and prickly thingies, shielding ourselves with anything and everythign that could possible protect us on our journey. The siblings? They were on their own. And with that, we all headed into the dark woods.

Battling the unknown (illness, ogresm dargons, bloodthritsy bears, fake frog princes who don't turn into princes even when you bravely kiss their toad-y bodies... the usual...) Sprinkles and Nuts heroically reached the Tree of Life, but let our personal bodyguard handle the getting the flower of light and safety, and headed home with our light and even decided to walk THROUGH the telephone poles, not AROUND them! *GASP*

(The next few pictures are from all that)

(Nuts healing Sprinkles)

(The Phoney Frog Prince)

(Our personal bodygard/tour guide and the Flower of Light and Safety)

(A touch more of rebellion...)

And the rest is history! We ended the evening with an attempyt (on McKenna's-er, Nuts- part... Jordan's- Sprinkles- was succesful!) of climbing up on top of the big white bus, and when that failed... the roof... which failed... so we settled for the deck.

All in all, it was epic!! Another story to tell the grandchildren :-)

Hope y'all enjoyed our adventures... more to come- We PROMISE!! ;-)

But mostly (okay, all) McKenna

Every Time

Every time I think about Narnia, I get sad on the inside. I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to go to Narnia, call me crazy, but I think it sounds awesome there. Sadly, even if I could actually make it there, I've probably passed the cut of age at which Aslan kicks you out and you have to learn to live in your own world. Which stinks.

Ho ho ho, what I wouldn't give to be with them ...

Or in this forest. I get a feeling that some very nice dryads live in these trees...

And I would go and visit my royal friends who would probably live somewhere like this...

I know some of you think this is nut-zo (*cough* Olivia) but others of you will understand, I'm sure.

P.S. I would spend my free time riding a Unicorn. That is, if he/she would let me.

Reminded Me Of...

Friends. :-) love em' all!

This ones for Lalo (aka Tessa)!

Reminded me of Livvy and myself :-)

Ruby, this ones for you....

Kenna??? :-)

These people look fake, but agian, Livvy <3

Hate the one girls outfit, but hey, they look happy!

Too adorable!

Jordan (ahah, I deleted my signature AGAIN!)

TupTakes

Num Nuuumm NUMM nom nom nom, apparently I like cupcakes so much that I bother saving pictures of them! Yummy eye candy! One day I will own a bakery called "The Cupcakery" and I will make delightful individually sized cakes like this!

This icing look SOOOOOOO creamy....

I think I'm in heaven.... cupcakes AND ice cream cones?!?!?

Yum.

OOOO (hugs) :-)

~jo

(I accidentally deleted my signature on this post and I don't feel like finding it..)

Paradise

I want to be here...

I could wear my new sunglasses here....

One day...

Enjoy the warm weather!

If at First You Don't Succeed

Try something new :-) Life took over and I haven't purposely done something "new" for about a week. Whatever...



I've decided to share with you all the pictures that I have gleaned from all over the internet which are rightfully contained in a file called "Dreams."

First off, this has got to be one of the most awesome staircases ever!And in case the first one wasn't enough ^

Rainbow Hands

Today's (3-18-10) thing made Kenna and I very happy. Sometimes it's the simplest things that are the best, that was definitely the case today. Our extreme act of the day was to paint our fingernails a rainbow of colors, and boy, are they cute! I smile every time I see them! Girls, I strongly encourage doing this :-) The day was also made sweeter when we got to spend time laughing with friends and enjoying spring.

My dad and I were just contemplating the logic behind this rhyme:

Black sheep, Black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
three bags full.
One for my master,
one for my dame,
one for the little boy who lives down the lane.

And you know the rest...
What we want to know is, WHAT IN THE WORLD IS A LITTLE BOY GOING TO DO WITH A BAG OF WOOL???????????? I live with little boys, and I know for a fact that giving them a bag of wool would not turn out well... any thoughts?

Paper Cranes and Politics

They're staring at me now, all 12+ of my paper cranes. Fascinating little things they are, I'm glad that I learned how to create them. That was Mondays (3-15-10) "thing." You should really learn how to fold paper cranes (the bird, not the giant construction machines) it's very satisfying, both McKenna and I really enjoyed this simple undertaking!

And today, er, whoops, it's 12:08 am which means, yesterday, was a political day. I went with my father to a 2 hour long forum of cantidates for the congressional seat. It was an interesting experience (okay, it was a bit boring), and I'm glad I went because now these kind of things seem more multi-dimensional to me.

Something New

Out of sheer boredom and because we were sick of the hopeless monotony of our lives, McKenna and I decided to change something. A week ago we began, rather hopefully, our quest to make our lives less dull. We (er, I) decided that we should do something new or out of the ordinary everyday, and so I began dragging a willing McKenna along and the first day we wore something fancier than we would usually wear. It went well, we both thought it was interesting to be wearing dresses and skirts on days when we would usually be in our PJ's until noon. Overall a winner.

Tuesday, the 9th of March, we wrote a letter to whomever we wished ;-) Not really that crazy, but we just never make time for it.

Wednesday, was baking day. Oh boy, that was interesting on my end. I went to go bake bread, and we had no yeast. You need yeast to make rising bread. So I had a whole adventure involving yeast and a flopped first batch, and then dough that didn't seem to rise enough (no, I had yeast at this point, I don't think that was the problem :-). And Kenna turned out some really tasty banana bread. Oh, and I had some edible bread at the end too.

Thursday, we drew hands. Yep, sketched hands, you could tell mine was a hand (yeah me!) and I didn't get to see McKennas.....

Friday, we decided to be helpful and clean something that need 'special attention' to clean. I chose the refrigerator and my mom was pleasantly surprised. McKenna cleaned off the tops of some needy bookshelves.

Saturday both of us were busy and neither of us were really thinking about our "thing" of the day, so that evening we spent about 15.8 seconds and did some extraneous stretching while sitting in our computer chairs.

And today, Sunday, I visited and we threw some of McKennas stuff away, and took a career test, which I believe was a fascinatingly not-normal day.

That's the update on this "thing." Now we need a name for our "New thing of the day" thingy, comment with ideas of what we should call it!

On a side note, Olivia festively painted all of her toenails 5 different colors, in the joyful spirit of this "thing"! Brownie points to Livvy!

Updates on origami coming soon...


p.s. to those of you who are reading this on Google Reader, go to the site and look at my pretty new background!

Be Jealous...

I went to the doctors today! It was thrilling. Really, thrilling. He took another x-ray of my foot, looked at it, and was pleasantly surprised! I had gone in expecting that I would have to stay non weight bearing as-is for another month. But boy-oh-boy did I get a treat!

I'm now going to start physical therapy, and begin putting weight on my foot again! Which is really a pleasant surprise.

Thanks for all the thought and prayer, things are looking up!

Rosy Day

What I found funny today:
(from Tessa's shirt)

"I feel rosy

he loves me

he loves me not

he loves me

rose petals falling

down to the ground

today is rosy"

I just want to compliment whatever moron came up with this, don't get me wrong, it's a cute shirt, but seriously, is this the best they could come up with? I suspect someone who doesn't speak English as their primary language.

On another note, I am becoming very adept at crawling and hopping on one foot. Ask to see my mad skills sometime. I've consumed more Gatorade than any human probably ever should, and more calcium supplements every day than what you probably get in a month. Oh, and my crutches smell like beef jerky. Just saying. It's still snowing. When I get back on my feet I'm going to learn how to do a front hand spring, or at least I'm going to try.

Snow on my Mind

Snow on my mind, snow in my yard, snow on the car, snow on the trees, snow in the air, snow making my air cold. It's snowing, Ty is screaming (no, we're not torturing him), boys are home from school... again :-P

Let's give a big round of applause to...

• only 12 more geometry lessons!
• shower chairs!
• pretty falling snow!
• onions to absorb bad germs!

Now lets Booo...

• COLD.
• sniffles.
• my inability to run.
• crutches + ice = :-/

Doing cartwheels would be awesome right now.... I can't wait till I can move again! And once I'm mobile I'm going to go! go! go! go! and go some more till I'm worn out from physical exaustion.

*laughs* I'm sitting here looking out the window at the heavily falling snow.... while planning my summer wardrobe! But hey, this is when all the stuff is on sale.

Here we go again...

This treacherous circle has come... full circle. Jordan says "I'm gonna post more!" then... Jordan doesn't post. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. You'll live, I've been busy doing much less important things!

I'm still alive, thank you very much, almost all of my limited amount of energy (yawn) is being poured into school. Fun, fun, fun.

Well, faithful blog followers (if you're still out there and you haven't been eaten alive by a chimera) that's all I've got until.... I have something to tell you about!

Oh, to be Asleep

Update! These wonderful drugs I have been on did a great job at keeping me comfortable for the past few days. But, in addition to controlling the pain they also made me v e r y s l e e e e e p y *yawn* My weekend followed a pattern, sleep, take pills, sleep, take pills, drink something, sleep, take pills, be forced to eat, drink something, sleep and it goes on and on. Not a lot to report. The surgery went well and it turned out that I had 3 fractures not just the original two, so now I have 3 embedded screws that will forever be a part of me. I also have a bone growth stimulator that I have to wear for 10 hours a day. Its annoying to tote around because its got a long cord etc, etc.

On the bright side, I'm now only taking one Vicodin as opposed to my 2 and 1.5 the past few days. Oh, and I can move on my crutches by myself again, its not excruciatingly painful to stand up. I'm better, not great. But better :-) Thanks for the prayer and concern. Ill find something more interesting to post about soon.

A Boat Load of ICK

Thanks for the comments! More ramblings and seriousness and myself it is then! I can do that :-). Because of my awful injury, my world has constricted and has been forced to become more self focused. Bear with me as I talk about me, because I can barely leave this couch to tell you what the rest of my family is doing!

Update on the injury... I feel like a pile of goat poo. Not good 'tall. The narcotics mess me up and make me cry, make my stomach hurt, and make me do all sorts of goofy things. This morning my father and I traveled up to Pittsburgh to see a foot specialist. I had more x-rays taken of my foot to assure that no toes were broken or anything (they weren't) and (sadly) I won't be getting a regular cast, sorry to those of you who would have loved to sign it (cough, kenna...). The BIG news :-( (everybody BOO) The very experienced doctor sayeth that... I broke a very important, very hard to heal, very problematic, very unusual, very risk filled bone in my poor little ankle. My talus (that's the bone I broke) got broken into two pieces, and will require surgery to fix. (Boo here.) I limped out of the office on my crutches (which are going to be my best friends for at least a few months) very down trodden and with tears in my eyes (oh, wait, I still have tears in my eyes!) My loving father proceeded to let me have a semi-enjoyable afternoon, dimmed only by my impending surgery, by letting me choose Panera Bread for lunch (yum) and letting me hop around Barnes and Noble book store before being confined to my couch and only my couch for a week or two.

Sooo, Thursday morning (time yet unknown) my father and I will go to the Surgery Center in Wexford, PA. Where, the doctors will proceed to place an IV (ICK/OWWWWW) send me to the land of dreams, put a block from my knee down (aka, numb it from my knee down for 20 hr!), then make an incision down the front of my ankle, align the two unaligned pieces of my talus and put them back together with two permanent screws.

THEN I wake up, still very drugged, and I get sent home with a bone growth stimulator (usually a last resort). At that point I will suffer on the couch for a few days. Hopefully at that point, the bone will heal and not die (there's a 50-50 chance that it will die, that would be BAD) and I'll take quite a while to recover.

I think that about covers it, oh, and my foot looks like a dolphin flipper. This thing is going to need some SERIOUS bedazzling!

Now What?

Hobbled my little self to the doctors today, and still.. no cast or diagnosis yet :-p On the bright side I did get to experience my first CAT scan today! Sadly, it had NOTHING to do with felines. No cats anywhere. Just a big circle machine to get a better picture of my strangely broken ankle. Apparently I have a very rare fracture! All I can say is that if I have to have a broken ankle, at least its unique. I go back Monday for (hopefully) a decision.

For the 3 of you who actually pay attention to this blog, I'm wondering what in the world you like seeing on here. I'm fine just rambling about whatever, but if vosotros (Spanish for y'all) like to see funny stuff, life stuff, interesting facts, lots of words or pictures, tell me :-D

Back By Popular Demand

After much urging from different parties, I have decided to once again, maybe, post on my blog. (surprise.) Actually, the motivating factor happens to be a fateful sled riding accident that occurred. Lets just say my leg met a tree and I crawled away (literally) with two fractured bones in my right ankle! So here I sit. Stuck on the couch with broken ankle, and nothing to do... other than blog. Amazing how high on my priority list this is. Seeing as I have nothing else to talk about... Last night after my father and I got back from the ER, where my lovely painted toenails were complimented extensively, I was given some rather strong pain blockers left over from a Connor older than me. My body, being racked with pain and swelling, and on top of that these extreme drugs, I experienced a rather interesting sensation. In the end of it all, the drugs and my hopping around were too much and I passed out! I was so proud of myself, now I can say that I have!