H'elloe!

I'm trying to be a British dude, like, "Helloh!" So yeah . . . . like Jello but with Hello. Kinda. Yeah. Hee hee . . . .

I'm going to change my picture back to me kissing R. But anyway. This is me and R with my grandparents. Notice I'm rather short next to him, but in reality I'm five-three. So he's rather tall. Actually, very tall.

Okay, many things to blog about. First, I went riding yesterday. Joy. We had the day off of school for parent-teacher confrences, and we went riding in the middle of the day. We found R lying down in the middle of his paddock, taking a little afternoon nap. He was reluctant to get up. And yesterday we heard from our friend Wendy who lives in Fremont. She called to see whether we were still alive, because she was watching the news and she heard there was a fire on our street. So we looked out the window, and there were three fire trucks and an ambulance. The entire west side of the house is burned.

So, Halloween. It was . . . GREAT. Yeah. We met at an old school we used to go to that's kind of the middle of our neighborhood. We had pizza, then we went Trick-Or-Treating. We yelled al sorts of different stuff. Just some of them:

"Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat!"

"Treat or trick, here's a brick, give us something good to lick!"

"Trick or treat, smell my feet, give us something bad to eat!"

"Treat or Trick."

"Merry Christmas!"

So it was pretty fun. And I got to see some people I hadn't for a while at the Post-Party at our friends' house. We traded candy, and boy was the haul good this year!

That's about all. More tips:

Don't anticipate life's movements, but do get in front of the leg. (These are some riding terms: for those other people, don't pretend you know everything that's going to happen, but do be prepared.)

Don't jump early (Don't get too far ahead of yourself)

Don't run an explosion race. (Don't go too fast, or life will pass you by)

Don't spend time doing something not worthy of your time.

-Madeline