Ir's happened!

Treasure is now in the state of Kentucky, USA! He's staying in Nirlinia (Nir-lee-nee-ah), my dad's mansion in Corbin. He mailed me,Jamie, Katie, Nikki, and Buddy a postcard. Here's mine:

Dear Ricky,

I am very glad I am away from you. I do not miss you in the least! I am having lots of fun and enjoying not being in your pittiful preasnce. Cold reagard to Rita. Have a bad day ,looser.

Isn't Treasure nice? Real sibbling love. Here's Jamie's:

Dear oh lovely Jamie,

I miss you. I'm sure I'll be home soon. I am safe, happy, clean, and working hard each day. Dad does appriciate my help and will contact you.

Lasagna, YUCK!

Raf ame doer bis' shah tokay amt Leandra! That's native stuffed animal talk for " Hello dear humans and welcome to my lovely blog". I've had the worst two days of my life ! Yesterday I slept over Joey-Joe's house. Joe's family is health nutty. For lunch I expected something normal, like sand witches, pizza, pasta, meatballs. But Miley (the housekeeper) served me fish with a red sauce on it that tasted like ground peanuts and cheese spray. ( Joe told me it was 'Dorelle DA Miley", a sauce made of peanuts, chopped onions, celery, basil, ginger, fish blood and Carmel nuts. Yuk!) The fish was so sour! Later we did homework, puzzles (Boring!), read books, and listened to Joe's classical music Cd's. Joey-Joe wanted to play with his cuddly sheep (he has like 50) but I'm not going to go over my dorky limit. Then it was dinner. All the kids went into their rooms and changed into fancy clothes (dinner clothes) and we went downstairs. In the grand dining hall with a chandelier, huge long table, and wood carved chairs, dinner was served. All the girls kept giving me evil glances because I wasn't dressed up. Joe pardoned me and told his mom that I forgot my dinner clothes. Miley came in with dinner. It looked like a regular lasagna to me. I took a piece (very politely) and ate with my fork. After we said a blessing (or Kenna told God that she wanted a bike) I took a bite. It was disgusting! Joe must have seen me make a face and knew in an instant what was wrong. I didn't eat another bite. Later Joe told me why I didn't like it. It was rice pasta, with home-made sauce, NO MEAT, and lettuce. I gaged at the sound of it. Joe and I raided the fridge at night. I got all natural popcorn with no butter, and Joe had low-fat yogurt. We slept fine. The next morning, while I was dressing, I saw I hadn't got another shirt. So I had to borrow a plaid green and white shirt with buttons up the front. At breakfast, Tracey chuckled. At school, in native stuffed animal, we learned the native language. Gama ouzo! That means: I stink! Native stuffed animal is my worst class. Vamp, Jami De Petr. Volga loo! (Well, gotta go! Bye now!)

Crushes can crush you

So true! I have this crush on Bridget (the cute poodle next door) but there's a 5 flaws in our relationship. 1: She's a year older then me. I've never heard of love and the older woman. It's scary how young and gorgeous she looks for a true teen. 2: She's dating Treasure. How could my sweet love betray me for my known rival? Ah, but some day she will realize her inconceivable mistake. 3: She hates me. I think that may be a problem. If she doesn't come to her senses by age 2,000,845, I think I may die (In multiple ways). 4: Once she egged my house. That's a flaw if I ever saw one! 5: She said red hair is more like hair the color of seaweed. Yech! My love is strong for her beauty. I know, all my blogs are about a specific person. She will be mine when the day is done! By the time I die, if she has not kissed me, um, I'll die. That made no sense. Well, I am me. Not making much more sense. Um, let's talk more about her outstanding features. Like her pink curls. And dot black nose. And sweet curves in just the right places! She's the mighty girl for me. She's strong as an ox, and pretty as a parakeet, and sweet as relish, and talks with such charm, she's tough as a truck, but moves like a ballerina, she can insult like a sailor, but she sounds like an angel. You know what Joey-Joe told me yesterday? He said that if I was ever to get a date, the girl must be blind, deaf, mute, dumb, and crippled. The nit wit. I've had three dates in the past 14 years! There was the date when I was ten, with Vienna Denturenx the cow. She broke up with me when we got to the movie we were seeing ( Madagascar). Then there was the one when I was twelve with Bethany Philimport the pig. We went through dinner at McDonald's. Then we went to the candy store and bought licorice. On the way home I tried to kiss her (while riding a bike down interstate highway) but she fell off. The last one was last year with Kalila Fensefix the love frog. She was nice and comforting, until I ordered pizza (she was allergic to cheese) and she ran home and threw up. I'm romantic, aren't I? Bye!