Monday, March 19, 2007
Swinging.
When I was about 9, I learned how to play softball. The most difficult concept for me to grip was how to swing the bat and how to stand when swinging the bat. I would sit in the audience and watch other softball players and noticed most had their own signature. Some would spit and wiggle their foot before they swung and others would twirl the bat around behind them. I was fascinated with the "signature" that the girls would use. Since then, when I went to bat I would squint my eyes, twirl my bat behind my head, and swing.
Moms Office.
Normally, parents have a photo or two of their children on their desk. My mom has a cubicle surrounded with photos and drawings of us on each wall. Her office is always decorated with the appropriate decorations for that holiday. Whether it be Christmas or Halloween you can always count on seeing lights or statues resting on her desk. You can't help but smile when you walk across my mom's cubicle and discover all the things there's to look at. My mom has an overly-decorated cubicle.
Reid's Ranch.
We all have our favorite get-aways or a place we love to go to. Many people love going to the beach, to a water park, fishing, etc. My friends and I like going to Reid's ranch. It isn't an exhausting drive through traffic but a smooth drive with a nice view. You aren't bumper to bumper with cars because there aren't too many in this area of town. At Reid's ranch you can hang out in the house or camp out in the tent. It seems to be that the possibilities of having fun here are endless.
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Library.
It is normally known as a nice gesture to greet people, correct? Only partially right. When starting small talk with someone you've never met, make sure they're interested in engaging in conversation. Today as I was sitting in the library working on papers, homework, and such this guy thought it would be nice to strike up a conversation. I am normally one that loves to talk, but I was busy and that was quite apparent considering we were in the library. After I told him nicely that I was trying to write blogs for my English class, he suggested I write one about how he talks too much. So here it is, the blog on how the guy in the library talks too much.
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Punta Leona.
When visiting Costa Rica I saw and visited some of the most amazing rainforests, stores, and resorts. Among all the places I visited in Costa Rica, one place in particular made my stay there much more memorable. My mom, brother, two sisters and I stayed in a resort called Punta Leona. Punta Leona had beautifully built cabins surrounded by palm tress, mango trees, coconut tress, and much more. While walking along the sidewalk outside by the cabins, the sweet aroma of mango filled the air. If you walked just a bit further you'd see beautiful clear water, white sands, and surfers. Punta Leona had to be among of the best places we visited in Costa Rica.
Abuelitas House.
Everyone has had the oppurtunity to visit a museum whether it be a childrens museum or the Museum of Fine Arts Houston. And if you haven't, maybe you have experienced a museum-like place. My Abuelita, which is a respectful way of saying Grandma in Spanish, lives in a house that resembles a museum. When you enter her house you have to be sure not to touch anything. Everything on "display" is made out of glass and not locked up behind glass for viewing. Tip-toeing around and being cautious is essential when you are inside of "Abueltias Museum". It is also believed that there hasn't been a crum, piece of hair, or dust seen about the place in fifteen years. My Abuelitas house is a museum.
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