Not So Realistic Fake Apple

What you learn living in the middle of nowhere with a dysfunctional family and crazy friends.

Monday, April 30, 2012

Timing

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Timing is everything. Yes, that is a cliche, but it's true. If you took your entire day and shifted it off by a minute, things would be ...
Monday, April 23, 2012

Shoe Shopping

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On Saturday, I had an epiphany. The one thing my family never fights while doing is shoe shopping. I seriously can't remember a single...
Friday, April 20, 2012

Smart Asses

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I am a smart ass and proud of it. At almost any given moment, I have a smart ass comment running through my head. That being said, I don...
Monday, April 16, 2012

Saturday Night Adventure

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On Saturday, me, my younger sister, and our friend, planned to go see a movie. We went to the theater and went up to buy the tickets, but co...
Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Hearing Aid...Pleeeeaaaaassse!

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Today during drama class I stumbled upon a brilliant idea of how to work on projection. It was a surprisingly simple solution. All I have to...

Proud To Be a Darn Optimist

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I am an incurable optimism. I can't help, but look on the bright side, even when I don't want to. I have on occasion annoyed myself ...
Sunday, April 8, 2012

Who Are You and What Have You Done With My Family

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Today has been surprisingly mellow. We went to church and no one complained about having to go or got grumpy because of what someone else sa...
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McClellan
Has had an interesting life. Her sophomore year of high school she discovered a doorway to Narnia in the back of her parents closet. She spent several months interning as a dwarf in the Queen of Narnia's army. From there she traveled to the world of fables and fairy tales. It is there that she married a parson and ran with eggs. After returning to her hometown for a short time, she took a trip to wonderland, where she was turned into a chess piece and forced to work in the Red Queen's army. She escaped to Oz by leaping over a rainbow in the back of a beaten up and barely functioning pick-up truck. She took up refuge in the Emerald City where she earned money as a musician. Growing tired of the color green she infiltrated the Wicked Witch of the West's legion of flying monkeys. She learned the art of pretending to fly then began her journey home. Her journey was intercepted by a hoard of fairy tale characters who were angry about her running with eggs. The evil queen from Snow White turned her into a sheep. In order to avoid being a snack for a wolf she mastered the art of WWE wrestling. She now resides under the name of Crusher in The Boy Who Cried Wolf.
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