Tuesday, September 20

*smile*

Today is going to be a full, but good day. I have had a wonderful morning, and though I am having great troubles trying to concentrate on my school work, it will be a good day. Margs and I just talked about how we have so much work to do, but that we just stare at the page trying without travail to comprehend the hundreds of words before our eyes.
The little boys all got Mohawks yesterday. I cut them, and they look so cool. I'm a huge supporter. Luke tagged me with that game thing that everyone has been doing, but I will not fill it out right now because I am trying to get school done.
Now that lunch break is over I need to get back to work. I will be on here all day off and on, so perhaps we should get a game going.

YES! I have a wonderful idea. Ok you know that sentence game, where you write a sentence in a story, and then the next guy does and so on and so on. Ok well ideally you aren't able to read what the other people wrote, but I don't know how we would be able to do that. So here are the rules. The sentence has to begin with the next letter of the alphabet. Examples:
After seeing the movie Jane was too scared to sleep.
Before she went to bed she had to sing a song to keep from screaming in the dark.
Carefully she slipped under her covers.
etc.

Ok guys, don't be mean, make the story interesting, and no crude humor. Please do this with me; it will make the day go by faster.
Oh and you can write as many sentences as you want, just not in order. So like I can go, then say... Margs, then I can go again. Ok?
This will be great fun.

38 Comments:

At 9/20/2005 5:18 PM, Blogger Becca said...

An old legand has it that there is a place far away where men and woman actually understand one another.

 
At 9/20/2005 8:05 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bob and Annie thought that nothing could go wrong with their perfect life.

 
At 9/20/2005 9:20 PM, Blogger Becca said...

Darkness suddenly came one evening and the car just didn't stay on the rainy road.

 
At 9/21/2005 12:06 AM, Blogger Becca said...

Fake cheese was stuck to his shoes, and that is how she knew he really hated her.

 
At 9/21/2005 9:16 AM, Blogger Becca said...

I sorta like yours better... well anyways.

 
At 9/21/2005 11:35 AM, Blogger Jen said...

Getting close to her now was nigh to impossible. She couldn't say a kind word to him, and he was tired of getting beaten down.

 
At 9/21/2005 12:25 PM, Blogger Becca said...

However they diod find common ground, because she thought:

 
At 9/21/2005 12:49 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Just in time, John posted on Rebekah's blog. This was followed by the an avalanche of peanuts that that destroyed the castle leaving the couple swimming in a lake of peanut butter.

 
At 9/21/2005 2:08 PM, Blogger Jen said...

Kicking for all they are worth they swam through the lake of peanut butter. With peanut butter and tears running down her face Annie looked at Bob and said, "I am so happy that peanuts have brought us together once again."

 
At 9/21/2005 4:04 PM, Blogger Becca said...

"Me too," Bob said adoringly.

 
At 9/21/2005 4:32 PM, Blogger Jen said...

"Oh Bob please promise you'll love me forever! Don't let this branch come between us. We can make it through life and peanuts, but can we make it around this branch? Oh tell me we can." cried Annie

 
At 9/21/2005 4:35 PM, Blogger Becca said...

"Pink leaves? This must be a prank. Annie, someone is trying to keep us apart?!"

 
At 9/21/2005 9:02 PM, Blogger Becca said...

Suddenly a large wolf appeared from the peanut butter river.

 
At 9/21/2005 9:52 PM, Blogger Jen said...

Tearing through the woods, the wolf came running towards them covered in peanut butter. "Hello," he said, "I am here to remove this division between you."

 
At 9/21/2005 10:05 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Usually wolves don't talk, but this one was for some reason. I gues it's ok since it came out of a lake of peanut butter.

 
At 9/21/2005 11:45 PM, Blogger Becca said...

"Wow, thanks wolf!"

 
At 9/22/2005 11:44 AM, Blogger Jen said...

Brilliant... that was SO much fun! I am all for doing it again! We could do it by email, another post, or another blog if we want to change it up. Love you all.. I think we should become story makers.. oh right... they are called authors! silly me.

 
At 9/22/2005 11:45 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

this time, you have to have the first two words begin with the same letters. So it would A____ A___ (rest of the sentence), then B____ B_____ (rest of the sentence)

 
At 9/22/2005 4:19 PM, Blogger Becca said...

Another arranged marriage took place in the land of Gargotha.

 
At 9/22/2005 6:02 PM, Blogger Becca said...

*please just move on and start with B___ B____ etc. Luke was a little confused.

 
At 9/22/2005 6:09 PM, Blogger Jen said...

Bewildered by her parents decision to carry out the ancient tradition, Cassandra arrived at her wedding sweating like crazy.

 
At 9/22/2005 9:26 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Cassandra craved for one thing only. That one thing was to marry her bodacious boyfriend John-Jacob-Jingle-Heimer-Schmitt

 
At 9/22/2005 10:21 PM, Blogger Becca said...

Eventually everyone was there, but John-Jacob had a final word:

 
At 9/22/2005 10:49 PM, Blogger Becca said...

Graciously giving Cassandra's father a nod, John-Jacob tried to be supportive of his love's wed to another.

 
At 9/23/2005 3:13 PM, Blogger Jen said...

However, he felt as if his heart was being ripped out every second he stood there at her wedding. Suddenly her father turned to him and said:

 
At 9/23/2005 4:23 PM, Blogger Becca said...

"Is it wrong to give a woman to a man when her heart belongs to another?" He asked John-Jacob holding Cassandra's waist.

 
At 9/23/2005 4:57 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

John-Jacob-Jingle-Heimer-Schmitt replied:

 
At 9/24/2005 10:26 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Kings, knights, and many others in the past have married people that weren't right for them. If Cassandra's heart belongs to another, then let her life be happier by letting her choose who she loves by herself."

 
At 9/24/2005 10:42 AM, Blogger Jen said...

"Let love determine who she marries? Why that is preposterous! But... I do see your point." Replied Dr. Dinkle

 
At 9/24/2005 1:40 PM, Blogger Becca said...

Norris nodded- (he is the groom.) "Dr. Sir, I have had it laid on my heart to become a monk, but of course I did not want to break my promise to marry Cassandra. I believe God is calling me to a life of solitude. Let it be known, if I were to marry, Cassandra is the only woman I would consider." He said with a gracious smile towards the trembling bride.

 
At 9/26/2005 12:58 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Preposterous! Punk, you can't be a monk."

 
At 9/26/2005 9:26 AM, Blogger Becca said...

"Quit quarreling!" Cassandra had had enough.

 
At 9/26/2005 10:55 AM, Blogger Jen said...

"Red rover is a fun game, lets play that at the reception" piped up Cassandra's little brother. His remark struck everyone as funny and laughter filled the once tense air.

 
At 9/26/2005 6:24 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Tis true," said John-Jacob-Jingle-Heimer-Schmitt,"I am part of the family. In fact, I'm your cousin. It looks like we'll have to move to Kentucky if this thing is going to work out."

 
At 9/27/2005 12:26 AM, Blogger Becca said...

*um am I missing something or did we just jump back?

 
At 9/27/2005 11:14 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Vivacious visitors were very confused by the entire situation

 
At 9/27/2005 1:31 PM, Blogger Becca said...

"What was it that you wanted to tell me?" Asked Cassandra as John-Jacob-Jingle-Heimer-Schmitt with a gentle pleading as people began to leave the church.

 
At 9/27/2005 3:33 PM, Blogger Becca said...

"Yesterday you were a forbidden love, now... " Cassandra gazed after him the sunset. "He will return, in his own time." She thought out loud.

 

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