Swedish Grammar

this post in nothing but pics. except to say that its nothing but pics...

Ha!

So I'm sitting at the library right now, using the computer in the young adult reading area.  In front of me is a sign that says "Ha! at your library"......I don't get it.  Maybe you do, any ideas?  Are they telling me to laugh, because I'm at the library?  That wouldn't be good, libraries are quiet places.  Maybe they are saying to laugh at my library, which also makes no sense.  Why laugh at something they want me to love?  Which I do (love, not laugh at).  The only other option I can think of besides a misprint that they just ran with, is that it stands for something.  Hey All! or Happy Achievements!  or something.... Hello apple!

I don't know... I just don't know....

Drop Everything And Read.... also titled: I get to see my true love

Is it true love if you are really tired and then think of them and can't fall asleep because all you can do is think of them?  Is it true love if they are 300 miles away but you can't wait to see them?  Is it true love if you plan your future around them?  Is it true love if you only want to be where they are?  Is it true love if you had to pay to be around them, you would do it?  If it is, then I have found my true love.  I wonder, would Lake Ellen Camp accept a request on facebook if I said I wanted to be in a relationship with them?

The other night... two nights ago I think.... I was super tired and ready to sleep.  AND THEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I remembered.  I remembered that on Friday, I get to go to camp.  Then I couldn't sleep because I was so excited.  I'm still trying to work out going the next week after that as well...and then at the end of the month too.  Yeah, I'm super excited.

On another note, I spent another night reading. Back up.  I will start with afternoon. No, morning.  I got up at 8:30 or 9:00 maybe, and cleaned the house.  Vacuumed,  dusted, cleaned the bathrooms, the works.  Then I ate lunch and played some Twilight Princess.  When Dad came home, he asked if I'd like to go to C-group at the Swanson's.  Feeling like being social was a good idea, I decided to go with him.  We arrived, seeing only one other vehicle.  At that point, Dad said he "hoped they still were having it".  Oh great, he didn't even know whether or not it was on Tuesdays, or if it was canceled or not.  We went to the door anyways, where Jim answered and informed us that it WAS on Tuesday nights.  However, they hadn't had it for a few weeks, and it wasn't going on this week.  He invited us in anyways and we talked for a while before letting them get back to their business.

After that little escapade, we went shopping in town.  I got a book at Target (Last Sacrifice) and we didn't get home until about 8:00.  So, not wanting to wait til tomorrow to read my new book, I heated some rice bags and started it....and finished it.  At about...say.... 4AM?  It really was a good book, and I do not regret it because honestly?  I love staying up until absurd hours reading.  Its soooo much better than staying up watching TV or anything like that.

Long story short, I stayed up reading and it was awesome.  Slept til 11:00, but still.  Books=Cool.

I have the power of the cheese

Conversations often go off on rabbit trails. You can go from Fishing to Lakes to Swimming to Sunburn to Bugspray to Spiders, etc.  Sometimes you can find your own rabbit trails.  This is the Wikipedia game.  You start with thinking of a page you have to get to.  Mine will be "Spades" since that's what game is being played right now.  You have to start by clicking "Random Article" and get to "spades" by only clicking on links.  I'll record my rabbit trail for you.

Random Article
Rebecca Alpert
U.S.A.
Yards
Golf
Golf (disambiguation)
Golf (card game)
Spades

Conversations are similar.  It keeps the conversations interesting, but a rabbit trail isn't always a good thing.  It can be very distracting, and I for one am very prone for forgetting what I'm supposed to be talking about.  I do it in my blogs too.  The other day I randomly remembered my netflix, and was supposed to fix it.  I didn't fix for a few days still because I forgot again.  But don't worry, its in the mail and on its way to Madison.  See, there was another Rabbit Trail!!  I wonder who came up with the term rabbit trail.  Some hunter who was tracking a different animal trail and kept coming upon rabbit trails and they got him so lost he didn't know where he had started and just kept finding more and more rabbit trails??!!!  Probably not. But its a theory.  Speaking of which, I think my dad and grandpa got lost today in the woods.  Surprise, surprise.  Can't send them anywhere by themselves, can we?  Guess I'll let you know where they ended up,if they ever return to tell the tale!
By the way, did know that this document has 300ish words in it? How Neat is That?!

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Our adventure started out rather smoothly.  We drove to our starting point, unloaded our water vessels, and waited for the Guides to arrange our returning transportation.  After catching a few frogs and playing with some Touchmenots, we set out.  Tom, Haley, and Matthew were in a canoe, Josh and Becca were in one, and John and I were in our own individual kyaks.  It wasn't a wild river, it was actually really calm.  It wasn't long until we were slowly making our way through a thick forest of lilypads.  It was difficult work, like rowing through mud.  Occasionally they thinned out, but for the most part it was very thick.  Finally, we reached our lunch spot.  We stopped at part of some camp, using their picnic table and outhouse.  After nearly stepping in bear poop, finding someone's underwear in the toilet, and almost getting caterpillar diseases, we headed towards the lake.  It was a large lake, and we were starting to get tired.  We got direction from some people in a boat, then headed to the river.  It was more of a creek.  A narrow, shallow creek, that steadily grew more narrow and more shallow and more buggy and mucky.  Soon it was almsot too thick to manuveur.  We were sure we'd come the wrong way, since we were traveling upstream now.  Tom and John, our guides, got out and went towards the sound of the road to see if they knew where we were.  I switche spots with Haley and we waited for them.  It couldn't have gotten any worse--that is, until it started raining.  Our guides came back, nearly getting sucked under the muck, and we started to head back the way we'd come.  We still weren't sure where we were.  It started to thunder, so we pulled off shore and headed up towards the road they'd found.  Tom, Haley, and I walked up to a cabin and asked for directions.  We found out we had gone in the completely wrong direction, heading East instead of West when we first got to the lake.  We thanked them and returned to our troop.  A decision was made:  our Guides would leave us, going alone back to the truck.  We waited for them, entertaining each other with tricky mind games.  It seemed like hours before they returned to rescue us.  We were hungry, thirsty, wet, cold and tired.  We loaded our canoes and kyaks and piled into our vehicles and returned home.  All in all, it was a great adventure, and we would do it again.