Facebook

My mom I think is addicted to Facebook. lol Dad is a little ticked because of it. I have tried to convince dad to get one. I think he would be able to find some preacher friends on there, but he seems pretty firm about it. It's nice to be able to connect with people on there. It is how I stay in touch with my friends in Arkansas. That's pretty much the only way we stay in touch. We really don't talk to each other. Every once in a while Marie will say hi, but no one else. It's hard talking to them now. We don't have anything to really talk about. It's harder for us to maintain that friendship. There has been so much that each of us have been through. I'm not the same person I was when I moved and neither are they. I do miss a few things about Jonesboro. Homecoming was a BIG deal there. We would have two days of games before the night of the game. One of my favorites was the Miss Valley Girl Pageant. It was unlike anything I have ever seen before. Only the jr. high school and high school really participated in Homecoming. I looked forward to it more than anything else during middle school. For Miss Valley Girl the people in your homeroom would pick one guy to be your class representative. Every girl would bring in their make up and someone would bring a dress that would fit the guy. We would dress them up and the guys would have to do this whole pageant routine. It was AMAZING! lol Homerooms would compete to see who was the best. Mr. Bishop won during the year that I was able to participate. That was really disappointing because that was Hope's homeroom. haha I love that school.

Art

I love art. My mom is an artist. She hasn't done anything in a while. It's kinda sad, because she's really an amazing artist. My favorite is one that she made of our kitchen sink. It is all in pencil. I can't even describe it. It looks so real. The fork sticking out of the cup that is in a bowl and a dish rag draped over the faucet. I have been trying to convince mom to get it framed and hang it in the kitchen. Mom was saying when she was drawing this picture she placed the dishes in the sink, and she washed them all first, because she could not stand to have unwashed dishes in the sink and draw them that way. Hope inherited the artistic talent. She did a painting of a boat in the middle of the ocean. It is finger painted and all in dots. It is night time and she has the silver glow of the moon behind the dark blue sky and ocean. The shadow of the boat is projected on to the ocean. It reminds me of Peter Pan and Captain Hook's pirate ship. Neither of them are willing to frame them. I would do that for Christmas, but I don't think they would be too happy with me. In some way I have some of mom's talent. When I get started on a project like in 3-D art, I get in my zone. I can here what is going on around me, but I am absorbed in what I am doing. I like to listen to music while I am working. It makes me calmer, and more able to focus on what I am doing. I can just go with the flow of the music, and not think about anything. I am in my own world.

Home

Eli and Hope are both back at school. Hope went back yesterday. Eli went back to Louisville today. He asked for an extra day off from his internship. I think he likes what he is doing up there. I don't really know though. Sometimes I think he's just going to the plant just because he has already gotten through half of his schooling for Chemical Engineering. I think he and dad were joking around about Eli changing his major. I'm kinda sad because Eli didn't wait to say good-bye today. I think he left before I got home, but I think he stayed for most of the afternoon. So Eli has been very secretive lately. My parents are wondering if he has a girlfriend. I have to admit I'm curious too. He wouldn't tell us if he did. Mom kinda embarrassed him before his first date. I think it scared him for life. Hope is doing pretty good. I think she is getting lonely. She calls a lot. Its strange to go from all of us being here to just dad, mom, and I. It was so funny on Saturday. Mom was trying to explain to dad about how to make a dump cake. They are different when E and Hopie are not here. I can't believe this is my junior year and it's almost half way over with!!!

Relatives

Thanksgiving was pretty good. I spent it at my Grandma Tucker's (Mamaw) house. It has been a tradition in my family to go to one grandmother's house on Thanksgiving and the other grandmother's house on Christmas. Every year we alternate I guess this year we aren't going to travel to Grandma Thompsons'. My dad's side of the family is very different from my mom's. The Tuckers' are a little more disfunctional. My papaw was a very hard working person. His view of a vacation was farming. He and my mamaw worked in a factory in Louisville and that is where my dad and his brother and sister lived. Every weekend sense they were really young, they would travel to the farm in Morgantown and work. They built a brand new house 24yrs. ago on the farm land. For the longest time that was grand central station. Everyone would come into the kitchen and mamaw would cook this HUGE feast. Now its not so much. Everyone has their own lives and most of the cousins are running around going here and there. Mom's side is more sparse. My Aunt Jan lives in Florida with her family and my cousins are a lot older than me and Uncle Mark and his daughter and her husband live in Arizona. Two of my aunts and my grandma Thompson live in Oklahoma. I haven't seen 1 of my cousins in 10 yrs. I hate not seeing them. Although that's the great thing about Facebook. We all have one and we are able to stay more in touch.

Monologue

So we had to do this monologue for an inanimate object. I'll let yall guess. Here it is:

This is boring... *sigh*. I have heard this same lecture for two days now! THAT PERSON KEEPS STARING AT ME! Do I have something on my face?? Ugh! It's going to take another minute for me to get it off... He's still staring at me. I guess he wants class to end. Me too. I guess I could mess with his mind. I'll slow down... Ha! Ok now everyone is staring at me. I guess I'll speed up now. Wow I have never seen such a large group move so fast. I'm bored again. Tick... Tock... You know I haven't talked to my cousin lately. The last I heard from her she got a new job on a time bomb or something? I haven't heard from her lately... Ok I just noticed my hands aren't the same length! I hate this noise... Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock... It gives me a headache. Does anyone know what time it is??