Ugh. I am absolutely miserable. My stomach started hurting yesterday (Tuesday) night, and it progressed until I threw up at about 11:00 PM. I threw up at about 3 AM after that, and I still feel pretty bad. Please pray that I feel better, especially because tomorrow's my 14th birthday and I really don't want to be sick then. If you could also pray that I won't get grumpy and take it out on my family, that would be super awesome.
You know, watching a cooking show didn't really help. We were watching the Nationals lose to the Cardinals (that was kinda funny when Niger Morgan lost his glove, even though it cost us two runs =) and our go-to channel was, as usual, Food Network. Usually I really like watching stuff such as Iron Chef, Ace of Cakes (it's hilarious, although sometimes it can get kind of weird), although I honestly think that Unwrapped is boring. But anyway, Chefs vs. City was on, with the two main chefs facing Duff and Geoff from Ace of Cakes. I was rooting for Duff and Geoff =)
Well, in this episode of Chefs vs. City, they had to go cook an ostrich egg sunny side up, and then they had to eat a whole, hard-boiled ostrich egg. That's equal to 24 chicken eggs. It was disgusting, and it completely ruined my appetite and caused my stomach to feel even worse. =(
You know, actually I do feel a bit better then last night. I've taken ginger, which I think helped. And when I usually get stomach bugs they only last half a day or so. I think this one's starting to go away.
Unfortunately, this means I'll be missing soccer. At least it wasn't a game day or something. And I also don't have to do schoolwork! Lol.
This is nothing compared to about five years ago, though. It was Sunday, the day when our family was going to become members of our church. During Sunday School, I started to feel really nauseous. And then, right in the middle of a hymn, I threw up. All over my poor mom. Erestor basically scooted over to the next pew. =) But I was completely miserable.
And then I got the flu when I was 3. Oh man. That was...horrible *shudders*. I still vividly remember throwing up into my tomato soup.
Not to mention the 3 day stomach bug Mom, Erestor, and I caught once. That actually wasn't too bad.
Well, I should probably get off the computer now. Sorry if I ruined everyone's appetites! lol.
Izori
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Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Our St. Patrick's Day Adventure and Announcement
OMGoodness! The Celtic Woman Concert was amazing! They all have absolutely spectacular voices! We got to hear 'Danny Boy', 'Dulamon', 'Isle of Hope, Isle of Tears', 'Galway Bay' and more! I had no IDEA Lynn could be so funny! She was absolutely HILARIOUS! Compared to Chloë, she's more reserved and quiet, but I never knew that she was a comedian! And she sang 'Dulamon', which I've always considered Mèav's song but she did an astounding job.
Oh, and you should have seen Maìrèad twirl ten times in the center of the stage really fast, and then leap really high...holding a fiddle. She's amazing.
And we also saw 'At the Ceili'. It's a very interesting song about three lassies who go find men. Surprisingly, it was one of my mom's favorite songs! ;)
All of the songs were wonderful, and all of the girls looked like they were having so much fun! Seriously, it made ME want to go up there, too. And then we got to sing along to 'Spanish Lady'.
So in short we HAD AN ABSOLUTE BLAST!! Almost as much as the performers were! lol. No really, they looked like they were enjoying themselves sooooooooo much. That is one of the things I like about them--they enjoy performing.
Afterward, outside the famous bagpiper (I absolutely LOVE the bagpipes!) played for everyone to take pictures of and to listen to. We listened to him for a little (he played very well).
Ah, but the night couldn't be complete without a wee fiasco.
After the performance (it ended at ten at night, but it went over, I believe) Mom and Luthien and I walked all the way from where they were doing it to the parking garage. Luthien was really sleepy, and I was feeling kind of tired too.
So when we got to the car, we were both waiting for mom to unlock it. Mom was digging around in her purse, but she couldn't find the keys! (Yeah, we were all like, 'uh-oh...') The only place we could think of where we left them is the performance area. Yep, way up high in the seats, maybe in between two of them...the keys were black so it would take a longish time to find them.
That is, if we got there before they closed the building.
Actually we didn't. We got there right after it closed. But then the guys inside opened the doors for a lady who was also going to look for something, and Mom seized the chance to ask him real quick if we could go in and look.
"Oh, you're missing car keys?" he asked, and then described them perfectly.
"Why, yes! That's them!" Mom exclaimed as the man pulled a set of keys out of the lost-and-found box. And so after thanking him we raced out of there as fast as we could go, without asking how on earth did he find them!
It was only after we were walking back to the car (at over eleven o'clock PM) that we began to wonder how he found them. We still have never figured it out, but we probably never will.
All I can say is that it was a St. Patrick's Day Miracle.
Okay...so we've determined that St. Patrick is the saint of Ireland and car-keys. :)
And my announcement...
I have decided to take a small Easter break from blogging. I haven't had time to write anything except a script in a long while, and I would like the time to do that. I will probably come back a week after Easter. And by gone, I mean gone. I won't even check on it or moderate comments (although still feel very free to comment!). Usually, if I don't post I'll at least look at other people's blogs, but I'm not going to do that. Also, I'm hoping to cut down on my computer time.
So, Happy Easter in advance!
Izori
Oh, and you should have seen Maìrèad twirl ten times in the center of the stage really fast, and then leap really high...holding a fiddle. She's amazing.
And we also saw 'At the Ceili'. It's a very interesting song about three lassies who go find men. Surprisingly, it was one of my mom's favorite songs! ;)
All of the songs were wonderful, and all of the girls looked like they were having so much fun! Seriously, it made ME want to go up there, too. And then we got to sing along to 'Spanish Lady'.
So in short we HAD AN ABSOLUTE BLAST!! Almost as much as the performers were! lol. No really, they looked like they were enjoying themselves sooooooooo much. That is one of the things I like about them--they enjoy performing.
Afterward, outside the famous bagpiper (I absolutely LOVE the bagpipes!) played for everyone to take pictures of and to listen to. We listened to him for a little (he played very well).
Ah, but the night couldn't be complete without a wee fiasco.
After the performance (it ended at ten at night, but it went over, I believe) Mom and Luthien and I walked all the way from where they were doing it to the parking garage. Luthien was really sleepy, and I was feeling kind of tired too.
So when we got to the car, we were both waiting for mom to unlock it. Mom was digging around in her purse, but she couldn't find the keys! (Yeah, we were all like, 'uh-oh...') The only place we could think of where we left them is the performance area. Yep, way up high in the seats, maybe in between two of them...the keys were black so it would take a longish time to find them.
That is, if we got there before they closed the building.
Actually we didn't. We got there right after it closed. But then the guys inside opened the doors for a lady who was also going to look for something, and Mom seized the chance to ask him real quick if we could go in and look.
"Oh, you're missing car keys?" he asked, and then described them perfectly.
"Why, yes! That's them!" Mom exclaimed as the man pulled a set of keys out of the lost-and-found box. And so after thanking him we raced out of there as fast as we could go, without asking how on earth did he find them!
It was only after we were walking back to the car (at over eleven o'clock PM) that we began to wonder how he found them. We still have never figured it out, but we probably never will.
All I can say is that it was a St. Patrick's Day Miracle.
Okay...so we've determined that St. Patrick is the saint of Ireland and car-keys. :)
And my announcement...
I have decided to take a small Easter break from blogging. I haven't had time to write anything except a script in a long while, and I would like the time to do that. I will probably come back a week after Easter. And by gone, I mean gone. I won't even check on it or moderate comments (although still feel very free to comment!). Usually, if I don't post I'll at least look at other people's blogs, but I'm not going to do that. Also, I'm hoping to cut down on my computer time.
So, Happy Easter in advance!
Izori
Monday, October 19, 2009
Pinching your ears really does work! (not)
I was passing by a mirror earlier today, and was very surprised to find that MY EARS WERE POINTY!! I had been pinching the tops for a while, trying to get them to look more Elven, but I didn't really think it would work!
After a closer look in the mirror, however, I found out that it was a false alarm :(. My hair was covering part of my ear, making it look pointy. But it wasn't really.
Oh, well.
After a closer look in the mirror, however, I found out that it was a false alarm :(. My hair was covering part of my ear, making it look pointy. But it wasn't really.
Oh, well.
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