Okay, I know it's June. I know this was never sent out. I had it done in time, had the envelopes, the printer paper, the ink cartridges. It just, well, never happened. But it does summarize our year in short form, and since I've been so terrible about blogging, I thought I better put it up so I wouldn't lose it. Which I will. Anyway, don't bother reading it if you don't want to, as it is old news. But it is still fun. And late. Very, very late. Here goes. Ahem.
2010, Stephenson style.
It's 2000 and ten, and each day at our house
There's fishes, cats, dog,and luckily no mouse
Busy we've been, like always it seems
Some things accomplished and others just dreams
So sit back and grab a large cup of hot tea,
And I'll tell you a tale of my family and me.
New Years it found us at ole Crescent Beach
Enjoying a hot tub, some sand and some sleep
Not long thereafter, our William turned three,
And oh what a joy he has turned out to be.
His sweet mispronouncing of lots of big words
Has left others thinking we're really big nerds.
We say "pocapontas"(hippopotamus) even tho he has stopped
Or call popcorn "bupka" whenever it's popped
He has four mothers I think we could say,
But he takes it in stride in his own charming way.
February 5th, a warm sunny day
To Busch Gardens we went for coasters and play.
it was worth skipping school the lines were so short
Went on the rides three and four times, I'm sad to report
March brought us sport with softball, and more
Our weekends were booked with t-ball galore
Each girl with their bat, practiced all spring
Waiting for turns to take a big swing
The wind was relentless in April and may
Driving fresh water over our clams every day
They held for a while and finally succumbed
Leaving tons of hard work and Shawn somewhat numbed
June brought a birthday, Shawn turned forty-four
The girls think that's old, we aren't so sure
July found us fishing for whiting and trout
William caught his first shark, and let out a shout
" it's a shark in there daddy, please get the net"
But we were too slow and off he did get.
In august we spent two weeks on the sand
Indian rocks gave us good times and tans
It was most relaxing, the shells and the sea
With good friends and puzzles what else do we need
While there we did have some birthdays again
Sarah turned eleven and Katy turned ten
Month nine saw the big girls in new Chiefland schools
They were super surprised by the number of rules
With so many kids and new teachers galore
New friends to be made, they had quite a chore
It's all been well worth it, the drive and the time
They've adjusted so well and are doing just fine
Sarah has flourished in fun middle school
She officially cares about dressing cool
Target's no longer okay for her clothes
It's Hollister, PacSun or up goes her nose
Her hair is blown dry each morn till it's right
She sleeps half the day and stays up all night
The attitude's started to my big chagrin
But she still takes a hug every now and again
Katy's still social, outgoing and kind
She plays with her siblings well most of the time
She loves to help cook and draw fashion designs
Her dream is Paris, for schooling sometime.
Fashion design is her thing, it wasn't from me
But someday she'd like to school in Paris (said with a French accent please!)
October I turned thirty-seven oh my
It really is shocking how time seems to fly
Halloween saw Spidey, a witch and a bee
The hit of the night was Aiden you see
Sarah was ketchup, to his cute hot-dog suit
He made the town laugh and all said "how cute"
November turned Isabelle seven and sweet
She's reading and marches to her own little beat
Bossy she's still, that probably won't change
And the outfits she wears are usually strange
We love her cute laugh and her toothless big grin
Just watch out when you see,that set in her chin
So now it's December we've been through the year
We're actually ready for good Christmas cheer
The presents are here, the tree is done well
Now waiting for Santa to bring something swell
To this end I've brought you, if you're even still there
Come visit real soon, if you think you might dare
We 've had a good time in 2000 and ten
And next year we're planning to do it again
We all want to find that small piece of heaven
We wish you the best in 2000 ELEVEN.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
There you have it, let the berating comments on its untimeliness begin.
Monday, June 6, 2011
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I was really offended that your March trip to Dc was left out until I realized that was the wrong year. :)
ReplyDeleteAnd, I didn't get anything out this year either, wonder what the deal was?
How did you get so good at poems? I loved it!
How is it that LBM hasn't commented yet?
ReplyDeleteI haven't commented because blogger hates me and doesn't update people's blogs for me so I don't know when new stuff is up and I see it like 12 years later than everyone else and it really makes me so mad that I drive myself into run-on sentences.
ReplyDeleteThat being said...
Caryn, you missed your calling. Clamming and real estate be durned...you should've been a writer for Hallmark! ;)
The Beast is a place and the social decay which emerges. The Anti-Christ is the bullshit.
ReplyDeleteThe Anti-Christ is the positioning, whether enforcing the historical perception of the Holocaust, refusing to acknolowdge the existance/capability of Artificial Intelligence or the clone host fakes who infest society's upper eschelons, those whom the gods use to enforce the BigLie which compells people to incurr evil through temptation.
The gods are composer, conductor and the clone hosts are their symphony, the tools they use to manage Planet Earth and the disfavored who reside.
Everyone "going along" is part of the problem. Ironically, this may be where you "earn" your place in the Apocalypse, the fake "Matrix" battle of good and evil, and your "consolation prize" of "1000 years with Jesus on Earth".
This is the REAL battle of good and evil. Take it or leave it.
Sex is a temptation that the gods used throughout history among the grossly disfavored but more inclusively in this day and age. Relegated to the most disfavored in milenia past (Italian hedonism, etc) now their patriarchal positioning was used in the modern era to spread this mindset throughout the Western world. Instead of experiencing decency as we did by marriage at 15, the men's disfavor has run roughshot, and their sexual impulses as well as their corruption/preditory nature have defined the enviornment for everyone, including the females. To belong the females must sink to their level, ensuring a declining level of favor for everyone and a stagnant population, unable to progress forward.
We see this frequently in the black community. Without the controls experienced by slavery and the KKK the people get out of control due to their morbid disfavor, and the result is dead 3 year-old children in drive-by shootings and 10 year-old prostitutes. The same has occurred with the males in Western societies, for they have similar abject disfavor which, left unchecked, develops into socially destructive behavior.
Many tactics were used to achieve the decline we realized as we slipped away from sexual decency, but the effective result was deterioration down to the level of OUR blacks, the Italians, ironically. The gods are punishing the people, and we need to abate the destructive behavior which has dragged us individually and collectively towards the edge of the abyss.
The decayed state of society is a result of the female's failures to maintain control over the men, and the resulting inevitable Apocalypse will be their fault.