The Viennese Ball!!!

Saturday was a blast! I had so much fun! I went to the worlds largest Viennese ball (that is outside of Vienna)! I left early with Em. She had to get there early for her harp stuff. I went with all the people from church (Rochelle and Chris, Leah, Jim, William, Beth and Jacob C.) and we walked down by the river to take pictures. It was a really pretty area. We had to wait till six o’clock before they would let people into the ball. And dancing didn’t start till eight-thirty so we just walked around. Actually Chrissie and I went and sat around on the couches near wear Em was playing with the harp ensemble.
Finally dancing started! Waltzing was first. I only danced two waltz’s out of the whole time!!! That’s o.k. with me cause I’m terrible at waltzing. It was awesome watching the pro’s spin around the room. Gees, it seemed like eternity though before the band started to play! (the orchestra and band rotated every hour) I love swing dancing! The faster the better baby! Well actually polka is a bit to fast for me. Most of the swinging I did with Christine. Yeah she’s pretty good! ;)
It was so much fun seeing all the people in fancy gowns and tuxedos! There were a lot of elegant ladies there and quite a few with obnoxious dresses that only cover a fourth of their chest. That figures though. Anyways I waited all night to dance to In The Mood! …The best and most popular big band, swing dance song! That was the last song I danced to. The orchestra came back after that and it was twelve-thirty by then and Dad and Mom wanted us to come home. So we did. I guess everyone else went to Perkins afterward. Oh that reminds me; Chris and I saw this guy who had waited on us last time we went out to eat as a group. I think his name was Mike. lol! =D
But anyways…! I actually didn’t get very tired. I really enjoyed it. I’m glad I went!

This is hilarious! I laughed so hard!

The Age of Wisdom.
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Ho! pretty page with the dimpled chin,
That never has know the barber’s shear,
All your wish is woman to win;
This is the way that boys begin,--
Wait till you come to forty year.
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Curly gold locks cover foolish brains;
Billing and cooing is all your cheer, --
Sighing, and singing of midnight strains,
Under Bonnybell’s window-panes,--
Wait till you come to forty year.
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Forty times over let Michaelmas pass;
Grizzling hair the brain doth clear;
Then you know a boy is am ass,
Then you know the worth of a lass, --
Once you have come to forty year.
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Pledge me round; I bid ye declare,
All good fellows whose beards are gray,--
Did not the fairest of the fair
Common grow and wearisome ere
Ever a month was past away?
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The reddest lips that ever have kissed,
The brightest eyes that ever have shone,
May pray and whisper and we not list,
Or look away and never be missed,--
Ere yet ever a month is gone.
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Gillian’s dead! God rest her bier,--
How I loved her twenty years syne!
Marian’s married; but I sit here,
Alone and merry at forty year,
Dipping my nose in the Gascon Wine.
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WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERY

It's so true!

I found this poem pretty comical. But then again I have a strange sense of humor. It's so true though. The guys always like the really pretty girls (which is a given and I don't blame them... mostly! haha!) and the girls just dislike them even more. They always want what they can't get. (same with guy/girl situations too sometimes)
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"But you’ve as many sweethearts as you’d count on both your hands,And for myself there’s not a thumb or little finger stands... The higher I exalt you, the lower I’m cast down."

Well that's life I guess.

Lovely Mary Donnelly.

O LOVEY Mary Donnelly, it’s you I love the best!
If fifty girls were around you, I’d hardly see the rest;
Be what it may the time of day, the place be where it will,
Sweet looks of Mary Donnelly, they bloom before me still.
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Her eyes like mountain water that’s flowing on a rock,
How clear they are! how dark they are! and they give me many a shock;
Red rowans warm in sunshine, and wetted with a shower,
Could ne’er express the charming lip that has me in its power.
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Her nose is straight and handsome, her eyebrows lifted up,
Her chin is very neat and pert, and smooth like a china cup;
Her hair’s the brag of Ireland, so weighty and so fine,-
It’s rolling down upon her neck, and gathered in a twine.
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The dance o’ last Whit-Monday night exceeded all before;
No pretty girl for miles around was missing from the floor;
But Mary kept the belt of love, and O, but she was gay;
She danced a jig, she sung a song, and took my heart away!
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When she stood up for dancing, her steps were so complete,
The music nearly killed itself, to listen to her feet;
The fiddler mourned his blindness, he heard her so much praised,
But blessed himself he wasn’t deaf when once her voice she raised.
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And evermore I’m, whistling of lilting what you sung;
Your smile is always in my heart, your name beside my tongue.
But you’ve as many sweethearts as you’d count on both your hands,
And for myself there’s not a thumb or little finger stands.
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O, you’re the flower of womankind, in country or in town;
The higher I exalt you, the lower I’m cast down.
If some great lord should come this way and see your beauty bright,
And you to be his lady, I’d own it was but right.
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O, might we live together in lofty palace hall,
Where joyful music rises, and where scarlet curtains fall;
O, might we live together in a cottage mean and small,
With sods of grass the only roof, and mud the only wall!
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O lovely Mary Donnelly, your beauty’s my distress;
It’s far too beauteous to be mine, but I’ll never wish it less;
The proudest place would fit your face, and I am poor and low,
But blessings be about you, dear, wherever you may go!
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~William Allingham

Gee wiz! Well It’s winter again! How do you like that?! And it’s almost the middle of April! This is nuts. At least it’s not to windy that is what makes it the worst. I think we only have an inch of snow. That’s not to bad considering we were supposed to get quite a bit more than that.
So I was thinking, they always say that a dog is a mans best friend. I think that a calf or a cow it cause no matter how hard you kick them or hit them they still come back to suck on your finger or what ever they do!
Tonight we're going to the dance practice. That will be cool. I found what dress I’m going to wair to the ball. It’s not the most extravagant dress in the world but it’s pretty and modest. Well id better go take my shower. It's like 3:43 p.m.!

Lucky to be Me

I am not as beautiful as some girls may be
My outward appearance is not exciting to see.
My hair is not golden like the morning sun,
A midnight black, or a bright crimson.
It is not brunette as the colors in fall.
There is no specific name that it I may call.
Still I am content as to how I be,
My eyes are blue and kind possibly.
My smile is crooked but I don’t care,
I use it for conveying joy I wish to share.
And as for the young men that I have met,
I feel as though I have not come upon my hero just yet.
I practice love on those that I hold dear
So that someday my husband I may love much more still.
Some people will laugh at what I have to say
And tell me I will forget these thoughts one day.
But in the direction of the Lord I will be
And for now I am content and lucky to be me.

Clusters of Craziness?

Today we were joking around (me and my family) about situations and random stuff. We were pairing people up with characters in Pride and Prejudice too. It was rather amusing. I can’t remember who I was! I think at one point I was Mary Bennett… you know the annoying one who plays piano and wares glasses! lol! But anyways… last night was Bible study. There was a pretty good turn out. It was a lot of fun. I think the last person left our house at eleven! I went to bed this morning or mid-night! What fun. Jed is suppose to come over this afternoon with a friend so I sure well be spending quite a bit of time cleaning knowing my Mom. =) We shall see what the future brings…