"When you change the way you see things, the things you see change." - Author Unknown


Goodbye Florida!

The Universe Within

We strolled to another Universe - Our Body exhibition at a museum. I was thrilled by the idea, since I was told the exhibit consisted of ACTUAL HUMAN BODIES and ORGANS which give us a true look at the inner workings of our body. And also, it perfectly complements what I'm learning in Anatomy for SciOly!

At the entrance of the exhibit hall, there was a huge glass cabinet with a human cadaver sliced into vertical cross-sections (I don't understand the purpose of slicing the specimen... maybe to show alignment?). Upon glimpsing which my father coolly and "inadvertently" averted his eyes. Gulping silently with a solemn countenance, he suggested that he would like to take a seat outside the exhibit hall waiting for us while my mother and I went in to see the show, which was what happened. I felt very grateful to and hereby proceeded to eulogize my fearless mother, who considered this exhibit being of cardinal importance to my stage of study in anatomy, stoically took the honorable job of accompanying me into the vicinity full of real human specimens.

The museum displayed actual human bodies preserved, dissected, and with pictures and labels showing the parts in a highly educational, scientific fashion. They included specimens and snippets of information on most of the MAJOR body systems, such as cardiovascular, respiratory, digestive, reproductive, nervous, skeletal, and muscular. (They didn't have integumentary or immune. I wonder why. O_o)

Seeing as the bodies were all desiccated, in my opinion it wasn't too bad. My tip when dealing with cadavers and stuff is to just consider them as scientific specimens or 3D models, rather than thinking of them as real, and then it'll be fine. And besides, if one is to be a future medical student, one must be brave and imperturbable to this kind of stuff. *pounds chest and flexes (nonexistent) bicep*

My thoughts about it? For some reason, I think the exhibit was meant more so for the general public than medical scholars. Much of the information on the walls was quite rudimentary, though the labels and diagrams were expatiated in detail, and some of them were unfamiliar to me. But seeing REAL LIVE cadavers is totally a new and precious experience for anyone who hopes to understand our body and its functions, especially those who will pursue a medical education. Because, like, no matter how many detailed diagrams you examine, it's never really the same as seeing a real specimen in person, which is 3D and true in size and gives you a sense of what anatomical parts ACTUALLY look like and what their positions are in relation to one another.

I learned about a special preservation process called polymer impregnation, which involves drenching the specimen in liquid plastic. The plastic replaces the fluids inside the cells and hardens, preserving the specimen for a very long time. This was how most(if not all) of the bodies and organs in the exhibit were preserved.

Also, by observing the specimens and reading labels, I found that the nerves, tendons, arteries, and veins look very much alike in the real human body. Nerves are not bright green, arteries are not red, and veins are not blue. They are all a creamy white and stringy, looking very similar. I wish things were as clear in real life as they are in diagrams and textbooks! One placard on the wall said that the Greek philosopher Aristotle had distinguished between nerves and tendons in the human body many hundred years BC. But how?? Does it have to do with their relative position, or their texture... ?

According to the museum, they used all real human cadavers for the exhibit, but I think at least some things were artificial. The blood vessels in the displays were oddly stringy and shiny. The capillaries and nerve endings were extremely fine and fibrous, and reminded me of a man-made sponge. Something tells me that the nerves and blood vessels would not have been preserved so delicately after dissection. Also, they were painted bright reds and blues and yellows, which were obviously imitated for demonstrational purpose.

Also, I was thinking, where did the museum obtain all these bodies from? There was a total of at least 15 different individuals (over 200 specimens), not including the embryos and fetuses. Who were they? What did they do in their lives? Were they regular people whose families were heroic enough to donate their bodies, or prisoners, like the bodies studied by Andreas Vesalius? I especially wondered about the embryos and fetuses, which at their earliest stages were no bigger than the tip of my thumb: how did they get those?

The most amazing and unforgettable experience.

Believe It or Not!

Believe it or not - a fun museum I kept haunting these years, just like how I haunted zoos. It has a gargantuan collection of the weirdest artifacts, puzzling and peculiar facts in pictures, movies and recordings from all over the world.

In these photos my mother says there're messages she wants me to grasp, whatever that's supposed to mean. Hmmmmm...

Stingray Chiropractor

Mwahahaha I also petted a stingray!! :) They had this large pavilion-like with a platform about three feet or so high, and it had a huge pool of water very shallow like a foot or two deep. Inside lived A BUNCH of stingrays, some were as small as a dinner plate and some were about three feet across. We were allowed to stand at the sides and reach into the water to pet them, but only with two fingers. I think the zoo staff are afraid some "malicious" tourists would claw at them or try to pick them up out of the water. ANIMAL HARASSMENT.

Rays are amazingly flat, almost like cute little magic carpets #horribleanalogy, and they have long skinny, spiny tails kind of like reptile and squared-off heads that look like pillows, with faint dents on the sides that I suppose are eyes. Their bodies are fleshy to the point where they're almost plushy, and the surface feels slippery and slimy to the touch. Their backs are brownish gray, and the bellies are white I think. They feel kind of like mushrooms submerged in water. When they swim, sometimes their flippers gyrate in a rippling motion outward, equivalent to a person shrugging his shoulders, and by some mysterious means they are able to glide swiftly and stealthily along the bottom of the pool.

What's most interesting is that the rays actually seem to enjoy being touched. They glide parallel to the sides of the pool with staid expressions on their faces-- or lack of faces, and demurely let the strange Beings who incessantly stroke their backs. I am a Stingray Chiropractor! :D

This was the best experience we had all day today, it was very unique. It's not like a stingray is something you can touch every day. Just... awesomeness.


Zoo is a very familiar "verb" to me.

For some reason every year wherever we go, we always end up meandering about in some zoo. I guess my parents must be highly tired of this tradition by now. And I don't think I'm even supposed to like zoos anymore. But I still do.

Tampa's Lowry Park Zoo, which is trumped by Cincinnati Zoo in size but is highly compact, it has a lot of trails and animals still in a slightly smaller space. That also meant many of the animals were super up-close, something we couldn't see at Cincinnati Zoo.

Guess what guess what guess what - I got to feed a giraffe!! HAAAAAHHHH!!!

Look at her beautiful eyelashes, as if she were wearing that kind of plushy voluminous mascara, and her gentle, nonchalant, and graceful way of dealing with crazy strangers like me. "What are you looking at?" She must have been wondering, "How could you give me only TWO pieces of romaine lettuce?"

The ocean is a great blue tongue

The ocean is a great blue tongue
The lips, the sandy shore.
The mouth, a toothless, wide abyss
They call the ocean floor.

The ocean is a great blue tongue
That slithers past my feet,
Bringing shells and swells and salty smells
And memories to keep.

The ocean is a great blue tongue,
The edge of foam, crested white,
Lapping against the castle strong
That glistens in the light.

The ocean is a great blue tongue
Of unrivalled enormity,
An unwavering horizon,
Like a world in harmony.

The ocean is a great blue tongue
The lips, the sandy shore.
Bending down and bestowing a kiss
To the vast yonder I adore.


Three Broomsticks

The building behind me is the famous Three Broomsticks! The restaurant is modeled after the descriptions in the book: dark, mystical, and old-looking. The staff members are dressed to resemble the Harry Potter theme.

The lines to get in the restaurant and buy food (and practically everything else too) were insanely long, but worth it. The butterbeer was delicious: very creamy and fizzy, but also exceedingly sugary. Ha! Ha! Dare to guzzle it?

Look at my heavy-duty carnivorous father, he seemed quite contented about the food there...

Wander the Wizarding World

Today was the most exciting day I had during this trip - we visited Islands of Adventure at Universal Studios! The first thing we did when we got the map was I literally started marching STRAIGHT for the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, which was practically on the whole other side of the park than the main entrance. Because the Wizarding World of Harry Potter was practically like THE reason, among others, we even came to Orlando.

The Wizarding World of Harry Potter is basically Hogsmeade village and the Hogwarts castle. Even though I haven't finished the seven Harry Potter books and watched the movies (wish I had more timeeeee), I already know pretty much everything I really NEED to know about the series. So you can imagine me striding through Hogsmeade as if it were my neighborhood street, gesticulation to my left and right with fervid exclamations: "Look! There's Honeydukes!" or "Look at how many people are going into Ollivanders!" or "Wow, the line to get into Hogwarts is just ATROCIOUS!" Whereas my Muggle parents are just following behind demurely and pretending to understand xD

Of course, in order to enter the Wizarding World at all, we first had to magically warp into Platform 9 3/4. (Platform 9 3/4 has been magically altered to accomodate Muggles as well as wizards for tourism purposes. In addition, for the sake of impatient and cantankerous Muggles, the Hogwarts Express has been temporarily disabled; one may warp into the Wizarding World directly, without riding the train.)

The first store I ventured into was Honeydukes, the Hogsmeade sweet-shop. You won't believe how many people were crammed in that place. Everybody must have looked hilarious pushing past one another to grasp at all the candy.

The reason why Honeydukes had about ten times as many people as a normal sweet-shop was apparent. All the candy they sell at Honeydukes are extremely famous and appear in the books. All Harry Potter fans, including me, feel a strong sense of familiarity to Chocolate Frogs, Fizzing Whizzbees, and most of all, BERTIE BOTT'S EVERY FLAVOR BEANS! Many of the sweets and candy in the shop sound unusual and unpalatable, like Chocolate Frogs, Caramel Cobwebs, and Peppermint Toads, which just serve to enhance the mystery and whole magic-and-wizardry theme.

Bertie Bott's jellybeans are not your average jellybeans. They come in every flavor under the sun. These include the normal, boring ones like lemon and cherry, but also those completely unprecedented, like cauliflower, earwax, and even vomit! I think there are over a hundred flavors total.

I tried some when I got home. There is some deal of strategy to eating these jellybeans: it is best to choose beans which are sold colored, rather than with chunks of many colors in it. Although you can never be sure what flavor a bean is until you taste it, you can guess from the colors. I chose an innocuous-looking yellow one I suspected might be lemon (I LOVE LEMON CANDIES) but it turned out to be BANANA!!! :) Yaaaay that was lucky of me, at least I didn't get earwax or earthworm or something. xD It all seems that I am utterly a candy fanatic, but actually I have to confess that I'm not. See who is always watching over me, my health freak witch mother!

The most prominent structure in The Wizarding World of Harry Potter was the Hogwarts castle, the school of witchcraft and wizardry. Inside is a huge indoor roller coaster, I wasn't exactly in the mood to ride it, so we just entered Hogwarts for a castle tour only. It was almost as if we had an express pass - the staff gave us green lights to cut straight through!

Inside the castle, we had to grope our way up the steps and through the dark, cavernous hallways. Probably the most unique thing about Hogwarts is that all the newspapers and paintings on the walls can TALK and MOVE, interacting with each other and the viewer. Yet the paintings still look like REAL oil paintings, it was totally whimsical. Wouldn't it be awesome if we had those in the Muggle world?

Welcome to join us!

Here I come!!

Hellooooo! Universal Studios Orlandooooo! Here I come!

Universal Studios theme parks in Orlando are popular tourist attractions (oh, really?) with a bunch of movie and movie-making themed rides and shows, etc. There are actually TWO theme parks: one is the actual Universal Studios part, and the other one is called Islands of Adventure, which "recreates" the settings from movies and books and makes popular stories come to life. Universal studios is kind of like Disney World (don't tell them I said that) but it also kind of takes you behind-the-scenes in how movies and special effects are made in the shows and interactive stuff.

One of my favorite rides today was called The Revenge of the Mummy. It's inside a huge edifice with giant Egyptian pharaohs hovering around. (Apparently, Egyptian pharaohs must have all had insanely and disproportionately long legs) My mother likes WATCHING roller coasters instead of RIDING on them, so the only thing I could do was grabbing my father's arm and gave him a silly smile and it worked :D It was basically a mummy-themed indoor roller coaster thing, and we soared through pitch darkness with random glowing mummies screaming repeatedly, and fireballs lurching out at us from awkward angles. I have no idea how fast the speed was, but I felt my heart was pounding intensely against my ribs... I'm not sure if my father was exactly thrilled about this ride, but he, with a pale countenance and a smile to me afterwards, quite gallantly accomplished the mission I assigned to him xD

Another one very impressive was the Twister. It's a special effects simulation about a tornado, it was awesome! They wanted to take you through a "tornado" and what it was like. We were taken to a small mock-up of the Oklahoma town where a large screen behind shows movies of tornadoes. As the tornado descended from the clouds and swirled past everything, the "lightning" and "rain" and "cyclone" came swirling in and drenched everything and blew stuff down. It was freezing. I happened to be standing right under a spot where water was dripping incessantly on my shirt from the ceiling, and real big fire flames licking the "road"... The audience started panicking... Fabulous verisimilitude.

A Really Epic Surfer

To say that it is hot and humid here is an understatement, it's oppressively scorching here. How's your summer break coming along? :) Funny story: yesterday I was going out onto the balcony at the place where we live and I didn't notice there was a glass door. And so I totally didn't bang straight into it or anything. No, it totally didn't hurt or anything. I didn't look stupid at all. Now I have a picture where I at least am not banging into a door... Don't I look. So. EPIC. xD

Magical Memories @Kissimmee

Kissimmee, how glad to see you again!! Do you still remember me?!

We're staying at the place called Magical Memories. It's more like an apartment than a hotel. Our villa is on the second floor. When you first walk in, you come into the living room which has two sofas, a coffee table, a television, a bookshelf WITH BOOKS on it, and a tree. The dining area and kitchen abut each other. The kitchen is small but has practically everything you could possibly need, such as all the appliances, cookware and crockery etc. There are also many towels, a clothes washer and dryer. There are three bedrooms; we each marched into our own!

Peculiarly, I feel like I'm gleefully and sneakily invading somebody else's home, and the mystic sensation is wonderful. My witch mother made this happen, a TIGHT squeeze!

Are We There Yet?

With all its mighty might, our car is cruising along the seemingly endless I-75 stretching all the way from the Great Lakes to the Miami, as fat and unnaturally straight as a gray four foot long snake tied to a stake at the tail and feverishly attempting to grasp a mouse that is five feet away.

So straight that you could practically drive on this road while asleep. Well, not that that would be a good idea-- I mean, figuratively speaking. I'm afraid my father is getting dangerously close to that state, however.

Endless shrubs and trees stretch on either side of the road rising in huge mounds like (cliché alert) broccoli florets, and sometimes we're kind of boxed in by pale brown rocky walls on either side. I think they blasted parts of a mountain away to build the road...

A little drama. Our air conditioning somehow is glitching up. No matter how cold you turn it up, it only spews forth this tiny little stream of lukewarm air. It only serves to produce this huge WHIRRRRRRRing sound, and giving us a FALSE impression that it's working. Now if we were going to New England, that would be mildly tolerable, but NO... we have to be going to Florida. My father is frowning. I didn't think this was even POSSIBLE because it's a pretty young car with very low mileage, but somehow the AC got even more dead and now the temperature feels even hotter than it was before. My mother was calling the car rental company and they said that yes, we could exchange this car for another one in Florida. I can't WAIT.

Sometimes, you don't know how precious something is until you have to go without it.

*Note: most of the writing here was written DURING the trip, hence the strange tense (past-present whatever).

Off We Go!!

Here we are again, frantically packing about half of the contents of our house into a total of 8 square feet of space (and somehow making it all fit by an act of witchcraft). Then A Morning, we shall rise from our beds in zombie-like languor and zoom off to who-knows-where. My mother's only requirement? To get us COMFORTABLY (you know what she means, right? :D) there and back before A Day, in time for my OASC Student Council summer camp, which will be my next adventure in this succession of exploits. With heartfuls of joy (and a trunkful of bottled water), off we go!

Ta-Da! A Special Father's Day!

Today I had my debut like a professional violinist at a holy place. An utterly new adventure.

With excitment, mixed with a tinge of nervousness, I played Bach-Gounod's Ave Maria as the prelude, Meditation from Thais by Massenet as special music after the communion, and the first section of Concerto in G Major by Mozart as the postlude. The whole service took about 1 and half hours.

Thanks to God, it turned out not bad, even though my teacher perhaps could pick up places to improve if he were there, but I didn't break in the middle or mess up anything, so I felt it was sort of successful.

I felt like a guest artist at a concert :D it was kind of overwhelming. The church even printed my name in their program with special thanks and all that, which was totally UNEXPECTED. Also, after I finished playing Meditation, the audience smiled at me and surprisingly gave me a big round of applause, I felt really awkward. I didn't expect all that! A senior lady sitting in front of my parents kept turning around and uttering to them "It's so beautiful", I felt so honored to have the opportunity to play there.

Meeting Professor Bezona, the music director at the church, was a pleasure. He was a very tall, bespectacled, white-bearded, very warm gentleman with a miraculously stentorian voice. After I finished my pieces, he told me I played well and asked me if I could come back during the summer again. Wouldn't that be exciting? Most certainly if my schedule allows. Except the other problem would be that if I keep coming back, soon my repertoire is going to run out of songs. xD

(Above, prof. Bezona, Dr. Park and me.)


It would be her FIRST time playing violin in public, not for recital but as part of the worship service at church tomorrow. How jolly and exciting it sounds to her!

She will be playing three solo pieces, Ave Maria, Meditation and Concerto in G Major by Mozart (first section).

We were informed and warned kindly by our warm-hearted accompanist that,
1) People might be talking and walking around before and after the service while playing (Really?!)
2) Playing at the back of the sanctuary hall instead of the front stage (Seriously?!!)
3) No applause after playing (What??!!!)

Despite the circumstance being quite different as opposed to a recital, I'm glad that she seemed undismayed and undeterred. It's a great opportunity to experience and learn in real world, isn't it? And BT was well assured that MT will be clapping like mad, and inaudibly if she has to, for her in close proximity :)

BTBT booo...

Throwing herself in my bed, BT wrapped me in her arms when I was still wandering in my dreamland in the early morning, that's what we called glorious summer. And then we were laughing and watching our silly videos in the blankets. And this was one of our relishes.

Say Ahhh... for Sealant

Dental sealant is a thin, plastic coating painted on the surface of teeth, often premolars and molars. The sealant bonds to the recession and grooves of each tooth, forming a protective shield over the enamel. Toothbrushes and dental flosses cannot always reach into the deepest grooves of the tooth, so sealants are best to protect teeth from tooth decay by sealing them out from food and plaque.

Children and adolescents are candidates for dental sealants. Permanent teeth, primarily premolars and molars, should be sealed soon after they emerge, in order to prevent any possibility of decay.

Application of a sealant is painless and quick. To apply a sealant, the tooth to be sealed is first cleaned thoroughly, then applied with an acidic solution, which roughens the tooth up, making it easier for the sealant to bond with the tooth. The tooth is rinsed and dried, and the sealant is painted onto the tooth enamel and hardens. The dentist may also use a special curing light to help the sealant dry more quickly. When hardened, the sealant is usually clear or white. Typically, a sealant should last 5-10 years, but they should be checked at every dentist appointment to make sure they are still in place.

Guess: what is the probability that a randomly chosen tooth in BT's mouth has a sealant? The right answer is: 16/28, or 57.1429%!

Truculent Succulent

My truculent succulents have no spines,
Yet clad in green, dressed to the nines,
Stoutly they stand, robust and beefy
With outstretched shoulders, broad and meaty.

My truculent succulents have no feet,
Yet they sally forth to the scorching heat.
Through torrid days, defiant and truculent
Dog days, it's good to be a truculent succulent.

My Violin Recital

There is probably not another mother who dances around her daughter inanely and distractingly-on purpose-while the daughter is practicing violin.

What witchcraft is this? Part of a unique ritual that transpires at our house: Disaster Training.

Blah blah blah so today, June 7, was my violin recital at Ascension Lutheran Church. I played Concerto in G Major Allegro by Mozart.

Wearing my modest dress which we serendipitously bought after my mother found it online (#deliciousserendipity), NO fancy prom dress as commanded by my teacher, I actually felt no nervousness whatsoever, in contrast to the recital last summer. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. I just flew through the piece, which was over before I thought it was xD

I really think all my practice and our Disaster Training ritual paid off, because although nobody in the audience is going to be dancing around conspicuously, it's more of a mindset - it helped me concentrate and focus on what I was doing rather than the surroundings.

Apparently my parents and my teacher thought I did well, because they were all happy-smiling-lots-of-teeth and congratulating me, whatever that's supposed to mean. My father said, as long as my playing didn't "break" in the middle it's successful, which made me feel like I was pulling a noodle or string or something. My mother, who is the really fastidious one (#momdadcontrast), was actually pleased. Now if my mother is pleased, that's something of an accomplishment.


Concerto in G Major by Mozart

A young Taiwanese-Australian accomplished violinist. His playing (when he was 19) is the best I heard online for this piece, I felt I was saying many WOWs for the bursts of energy his playing exudes! I especially like his ending notes of phrases, 16th/32nd notes, and spiccatos, they are executed with such panache and sound just gorgeous.

Hope it could give BT a twinkle of inspiration.

Short Chronicle of a Great Day

OhmyGAWD to say that todaywasaveryeventfulday is an absolutetotalunderstatement. Such a concatenation of events erupted one after another (causing me to look exactly this discombobulated going to school), and it was certainly well worth it.

First of all, this morning's Social Studies class was more exhilarating than I thought it was possible for Social Studies to be. We were performing in groups our songs with lyrics which we wrote about a Social Studies topic we learned this year in front of the class.

I wrote "Medieval World" to the tune of "Viva La Vida" by Coldplay. Today consisted of belting out the song in front of the class while gesticulating fervidly, releasing all my inhibitions.

I'd never thought I was a good singer, but apparently the crowd enjoyed our performance and started clapping along-- actually it was almost my solo singing while the other group members, who were too shy to sing in front of people, clapped and danced. And afterward, the teachers asked ME for an encore -- TWICE!

After lunch, our Team Pinnacle executed a most interesting procedure, which entailed over a hundred students to scuttle up the stairs of a football stadium and hand boxes filled with mysterious objects to a teacher, who maniacally and vehemently chucked the boxes over the railing of the stadium onto the concrete below. Then, the students would rush to open the boxes, see if the mysterious object was intact, reseal, and repeat the process all over again multiple times.

What were these mysterious objects, and what sort of drama were the students performing? Answer: Team Pinnalce's EGG DROP!

I think I've gained considerable experience at tying and untying things, because I retied my box and the balloons a total of seven whole times today. This was the procedure: dash upstairs, tumble downstairs, untie, untape, retape, retie, repeat. I was a perspiring, hyperventilating mess. And guess what -- I, I mean the egg I brought, survived all seven rounds of the Egg Drop!! I really wasn't expecting that my consentiously devised container would be so victoriously durable!! And I got 7 lines of marker on the back of my left hand, a symbol of victory (isn't it?), which made me resist the need to wash my hands since then xD

Decorate Your Day!

These are what I have in my kitchen now. Enjoy TODAY!

Have you ever thought the bookcover would also contribute to make your day more beautiful? xD

Ave Maria By Bach/Gounod

SciOly See-You-Later Party

On Saturday, my mother and I kneaded, rolled, cut, pinched, and baked, while having my father expressively singing his glorious song to us, and whisked off a load of our famous mouthwateringly delicious concoction to Fleckenstein Park, where I met my SciOly pals. And then we fooled around like first graders on a playground.

Scorching sun rays. Tumultuous playground. Boisterious chatter. Beaming smiles.

My mother, though an old lady as she dubs herself, is not any less bubbly than I am. These pictures, she took, dauntlessly climbing on the playset herself! xD

A Fabulous Week

Great things happened this week.

First of all, BT, after delivering her public speech on Wednesday, has WON her election at Student Council for 2014 to 2015 school year. Since she wasn't in Student Council in the past year (actually it was partially my fault; I forgot to remind her to submit the application form last year), she applied for the second position - a practical goal instead of shooting for the moon this time. My advice to her, make a good speech and try to obtain the opportunity to learn and serve, no matter what executive position it is. So these days she repetitively yelled at home "Joe Biden is awesome!" when she was practicing her speech. :D And the poll results came out Wednesday night... TA-DA! SHE GOT IT!!! Vice-President!

Then, while attacked by an incomprehensible grief miserably, a sudden realization came to save me during my reflections, like an epiphany - I had a strong feeling that I need to, using my truthful writing, tribute the man, who has been always there for me, sunny or rainy, for so many years.

"Hey! My comrade, BT's Dad (he likes me to call him this way instead of mushy dearly name), this piece on which I have spent several hours is for you (Geez! Finally I finished it), read it!"

(Peonies in my yard. Picture taken 5/22/14.)

2014 Spring Concert @School

Great job to everyone at the Aspinnacle Orchestra concert woohoo! :) I can't wait to watch the video on Friday and lament over how I put up my instrument wayy too early at Contredanse xD I wish I had a photo with more people in it, but Emily and Sophie wouldn't let me post them (ahem) and I didn't get a lot more of you guys, so yeah... :( +Matthew C. +Livi C. +Katie M. +Julanna Z. YAAAAY!

Be Truthful, Gentle, and Fearless

These words from Gandhi are what I have always treasured. It's my mantra. It recapitulates how I try to live my life.

Be truthful to yourself and others. Be calm. Be kind. Be loving. Be fearless and stand up for what is right. ALWAYS. This is for you, my darling.

Thanks, guys!!!

Look! I received this stuff last Sunday from the you-know-whos. Another species of peony called "Paula Fay" planted in our yard and the cartoon strip card she made herself. Awwww... What else could be more endearing and last longer?!

(Tigers of the same height and size. What a precise reflection of reality! But which one is me?)

2014 Pinnacle Field Trip

Credit for photos here goes to D-A-D! Thanks for being the chaperone again at school! Did MT call it Dad and Daughter's Day?

(Photo taken of our Crabapple tree and Norway spruces on May 1st, 2014)

Thanks To Mr. Bus Driver

Monday, May 5th is National Bus Driver Appreciation Day! (According to school.) We got an email from the school, inviting us to make a card, picture, etc or whatever to show appreciation for our bus drivers.

So, Mr. Bus Driver, sorry I colored in your sunglasses too big and too dark, hopefully you can still see out of them... And also, I don't know your name so I have to call you Mr. Bus Driver. (I wanted to use the much-cooler term "Mr. School Transportation Services Officer", but that just sounds awkward.)

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