So, Um, Happy New Year. And Merry Christmas (Not Hansakwanamas! I Can Say Whatever I WANT.)

So i'm not even gonna bother about Christmas. If you're friends with my sister on facebook, you can see photos, but otherwise your out of luck, my friend.

So New Years was fun! Me, Kristina, and Carli went to the church lock-in for the youth and it was a bomb! (OMG BOMBS!!). Kristina and I stayed up watching movies (Kung Foo Panda, The Princess Bride, Shrek [hate that movie], and The Pink Panther [Steve Martin]) while Carli played Halo with the guys in the room across the hall on four different TV's hooked up so everyone was playing the same game. Steve kept calling her a 'Halo Beast' 'cause she kept killing him, hahaha.
Sarah Smith said that she'd stay up all night with me, but soon fell asleep with Kristen, Abby, Bree, and Margo.
So Kristina and I just watched movies pretty much all night, except for when we got bored during Shrek and got out our iPods and books. Then we ran a lap around the church with Makayla and her friends (7th graders).
Then at seven thirty in the morning after cleaning everything up, we (Kristen, Sarah, and I) had a pillow fight with Anderson. Then Steve tackled Caleb, which was pretty funny.
And at eight, Dad picked Kristen and I up and we went home. I just went and took a shower then took a six hour nap.

At two I woke up and got ready for the small get-together we were having with the Phangs (pronounced 'Pong') and Caleb's family.
Caleb's family arrived early, so we gave quite the grand tour of our new house (because nobody had seen it before...). Kristen, Caleb, and I tried to get one of my paintings (the alpacka one that's all dizzying, but Caleb said it looks like a great dane with long ears) onto my wall, but it wouldn't stay.

When everyone finally arrived, we (the kids) all played B.S. at the dining room table, and then proceded to play Clue.
We ate dinner while playing Clue, and then played Apples to Apples and Catch Phrase with everyone minus my brother, his two friends, and Aubrey.
This was all quite funny the whole time because both Caleb and I were loopy from sleep deprivation, even though we'd both taken six hour naps, and eventually, Caleb dozed off on the couch when the party was finally over.

So...that was my new year. yaaay. 1-1-09!

THE AMAZING STEPH RETURNS TO POST TO YOU PEOPLES!!!

Hey! Sorry, I haven't posted in awhile. If any of you have a facebook, you'd understand completely. I got one, and it's sort of addicting for the first month or so...

So last night was White Elephant at Youth Group. It was really fun! Everyone brought goodies to eat and someone brought a bunch of egg nogg (I <3 EGG NOGG!!!) so we sat around and filled ourselves up and watched Josh and Jordan do a ninja contest, and Steve, Caleb, Alex, and Anderson play football with a shoe. Anderson's Shoe. Intense stuff, man.

We played bucketball (pretty much just like ultamate frisby mixed with tackle football and basketball. Will post directions at bottom of post) and the Girls/Leaders won against the Boys! It was SWEET. And after, all the boys were complaining that the whole thing was rigged. I guess they're just not used to getting wupped by girls! Better get used to it.

The Middle School'rs won the semester long battle for the 'Trophy of Greatness'. It (the Trophy of Greatness) is made up of a Cadalac hubcap attached to a bunch of bike parts. Blacklock made it and it's SWEET. So, now us Middle School'rs get a dinner on Blacklock to anywhere we want! Isn't that cool?

And after that, we did White Elephant! I brought a gift of two pillows (one reading 'Chill' on one side, and 'Out' on the other, and another that looks like a 'Tropical Jelly Belly Mix' bag) wrapped in pointcettia wrapping paper, and Sarah Smith was like, "OH MY GOSH I GET STEPH'S GIFT NOBODY TOUCH IT!!" And then she didn't end up with it. It was pretty sad.
I recieved a box inside a box, inside a box, inside a box, inside a box with candles in it. I think i'll put my money in it. Make it difficult for robbers to get to the middle without me waking up ;)

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Let me just get this out here: I write in my spare time!

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In art, Michael, Kristina, and I have an inside joke where I have two moms (Karen and Liegh, Michael has two dads (Baubra and Kathrine), and Kristina's family is polygamist (Hahaha).
Our teacher thinks we're nuts.

I'M FINE, REALLY!! o_0 *rocks back and forth in fetal position*

~Steph

The best is yet to come

Sweet. I got changed out of my pink attire (shutters) after i got home. So I'm okay now. We went to church for a few hours. Ken (the pastor) talked about death and life. It was really cool. And then he told a story about a lady who told her pastor she wanted to plan her funeral. So he comes over to her house and they sit down. She tells him about the type of music she wants to have playing, the flowers, and one other thing...she wants a fork to be placed in her hands. He goes, "Why?!".

She answered, "Because when i was a little girl, my grandmother would have us all eat at the table together. And at the end, she'd take all our dishes while telling us to stay seated. Then she'd say 'By the way, keep your fork'. And that always meant that we'd have dessert; the best was yet to come. So when people come by my casket and see the fork, they'll ask you, 'What's with the fork?'. Then you'll answer, 'The best is yet to come.'"

I thought that was a cool story, and we got plastic forks in our bulletins!

It's Friday...and it's dark, Jesus is dead, death reigns...but Sunday's commin'! And Jesus will rise, and death will be defeated! The curten was torn down! It's Friday, but Sunday's commin'!

(and it's already here, so we're okay)

Up from the grave he ARROOSE!!!

Hey. Happy Easter! Today is one of the only days in the year that I willingly wear pink. I HATE pink. Pink is the color of...i dunno...my weenie dog's belly. Not the coolest color. And, Ruby, I'm wearing the same outfit you saw me wearing after my cello recital.
Gaaaaahhh! I'm gonna die!!!
I mean, I love what Easter is and what it stands for...I just wish we celebrated it differently. And God probably doesn't even care what I'm wearing! Is it a rule that i must wear pastel colors?