Monday, May 12, 2014

What?.....A Stingray!

      It was a very hot day on the beach. We were in Destin, FL and my back was burning from the rays of the sun. This was our first family vacation and it wasn't going to be the last. I was so excited, I had not been to Florida since I was a little girl. I was happy to be spending this time with my love, and fiance, Jeff, and my beautiful blue eyed beauty, Blake.
     We arrived in Destin, after an eight hour car ride. We were so exhausted and my poor Jeff hadn't gotten any sleep. We, as in me and jeff, were ready to be at the motel room. I'm not sure why we were settling for this old dirty motel room, when my aunt had just spend about $45,000  redoing her beautiful beach front home. Truth be told she didn't care to let anyone stay the night there, but was more than willing to show off the new beautiful home, to anyone who wanted to listen. Jeff and I tried to rest, but soon realized that, with a five year old boy around, that wasn't much of an option. So, we decided to go to the beach.
     Before we could ever get to the beach, Jeff HAD to have fishing gear. He always has to kill the joy of a what was supposed to be a fun vacation. At the store we buy about $300 worth of fishing equipment. Finally, after giving Jeff "the look", one million times we leave the store and head to the beach.
     While at the beach, we set up


Joe (My imaginary friend!)

                                                                                  Joe

Hello Joe,

We met earlier this week in the hallway. I remember exactly how we interacted with each other and also exactly what you looked like. I saw you walking towards me, but you did not see me at first. As you walked down the hallway, you did not look up. You just kept looking at your phone. I saw a strong, quiet type in you.

Five words that I use often!

Dictionary
 Rachel:
 Grrrrr: Used when I'm very frustrated

 How are you?: The question asked when talking to anyone besides my best friend or my two sisters.

There ya go: a statement used when I don't know what else to say

Tuesday: Noun; An answer to nearly every question that is asked. Ex) Q: What time is it? A: Tuesday

 What up yo?: A question to ask, "How are you?", when talking to my best friend or my two sisters.

Seth:

Jacked: overly pumped or excited

Laughter: necessity of life 

Nature: unblemished beauty

Pooped: very tired

Orange: sunset; specifically the sunset in Mexico

 Tyler:
Phenomenal: description for something that is beyond good

Fantastic: good

Hilarious: extreme laughter; used often

Adventagious: to do something for personal gain

Serine: extreme calm

Chris:
Bottled: feeling that you are being pushed toward something

Chill: what I do

Drive: force that compels to do something

Stall: to procrastinate

Observe: look around







Freewriting

I see very bright colors in this picture. Red, blue, yellow, green, white, orange, and purple consumes this image. The three geckos are looking up as if they are about to be fed. I'm not sure if they are hungry or just wanting attention.

Food: Spaghetti and Meatballs

  
My grandmother makes the most amazing food. She has strong hands and puts them to use when it comes to cooking. A few recipes have been passed down the line of family members. One of my favorites among many others, is my grandmother's recipe for spaghetti and meatballs.


My grandma likes to add her own ingredients into her meatballs. The most common ingredient is love. My grandma has always cooked with abundant amounts of love. She will so humbly laugh when told that her cooking was the best, but as for us grand kids, we know the real reason it tastes so good. Along with with love are other ingredients such as ground beef, parmesan cheese, parsley, Italian seasoning, eggs, and crackers but these ingredients cannot compare to the most important one.


My grandma has always said that the mixing of these ingredients is the best part. The  
Hello Joe,

We met earlier this week in the hallway. I remember exactly how we interacted with each other and also exactly what you looked like. I saw you walking towards me, but you did not see me at first. This must have been because you were looking down at your cell phone like the strong quiet type you are.  That bald head of yours catches a lot of light in these hallways, however it seems to fit you physique. Your broad muscular shoulders plays a huge role in the way you walk. You are very good looking for an older man nearing his sixties. Your style is nothing short of fun and quirky. The blue jacket paired with the St. Louis Blue's shirt underneath looks magnificent. Your black fur hat a top your head gives your quirky personality a way of showing itself. Your long tough guy strides brings to light the amount of self- confidence that you possess. 
Setting: Harrisonville, MO
            I'm driving to my parents house from Springfield.
            I pass the sign that says 21 miles to Harrisonville.
            Driving through the neighborhoods reminds me of all of the stories from my dad's childhood.
           Harrisonville history   1975-1981