Ode to butter coffee
Oh butter coffee so sweet and tasty
Your creamy brown color makes me smile
With your creamy fabulousness you have earned a place in my heart
How can you be so simple yet so delicious
How can you make a disgusting sounding mixture taste like heaven
I wonder...
The day I found you my life made a turn for the better...or is it the butter
I remember the day I first tasted butter coffee..,
At first it sounded disgusting and like a horrible idea, but later I found out how wrong I was
Until then I hated the idea of mixing the already great taste of coffee with anything else but milk and sugar
That day I learned that there is one thing better then normal coffee... buttered coffee
I mixed the coconut oil, milk, and melted butter in a blender expecting some thing bad
I poured the coffee into the blender and added ice cringing as I turned on the blender.
I poured the brown creamy mixture into a small glass and took a sip
It was great but it was missing something
Out of the pantry I grabbed vanilla and stevia
I measured 1/2 a teaspoon of vanilla and mixed it in
I then put some stevia in
1 drop
2 drop
3 drops
I drank the mixture
I knew then I had found magic
Oh buttered coffee how great you are
I hope that you fill my mornings with joy forever
Thursday, April 16, 2015
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Haiku
Giraffes
Extemely awkward
Odd creatures with useless horns
Giraffes are awesome
Domino's gift
(Domino is my dog)
I got you a gift
Blood and feathers galore
Why don't you like birds
Pudding
I enjoy pudding
Chocolate pudding is best
This Haiku is done
Extemely awkward
Odd creatures with useless horns
Giraffes are awesome
Domino's gift
(Domino is my dog)
I got you a gift
Blood and feathers galore
Why don't you like birds
Pudding
I enjoy pudding
Chocolate pudding is best
This Haiku is done
book blog reality boy
I liked this book. It is about a boy named Gerald. When he was little his mother invited a nannying reality TV show to film at his house. Twelve years later it is still effecting him and causing day to day trauma. Will Gerald always be the boy on Tv or will he be able to escape that title and make a life for himself. This book is great, It is clever, thoughtful and has an interesting perspective. I really like The author of this book ( AS King) and I would definitely recommend this book and his other books.
Friday, April 10, 2015
Sol the hair cut
"Are you sure" My mom says
I look out the car window at the hair salon. Its a small brick building at the end of the block. It has ivy growing up the side and garden filled with little white flowers. There is a big window in place of a wall on one side. I can see people sitting in chairs talking to there hairdressers and reading magazines.
"Yeah" I respond
My mom looks at me with her eyebrow raised smiling.
"Ok then" she says getting out of the car.
I open the door and look down at my hair. It is long it comes down about four inches past my shoulders. I pick up a dark brown strand and hold it between my fingers and examine it. I drop it and get out of the car.
My mom holds open the door to salon, and I walk in. We both casually sit down in the waiting room and wait for our name to be called. While we are waiting I contemplate what I am about to do.
Cut all your hair off are you insane?
It will look great
You'll look ridiculous
No I won't It will be awesome, I mean YOLO right
YOLO is just a way people justify there stupid actions
This isn't stupid
Yes it is
It isn't...is it?
It is
I am about to tell my mom that I don't want to do this when our name is called
"Woodberry"
Oh god
My mom talks to the lady at the front while Brad ( My hairdresser/family friend) takes me int the back.
"So" Brad say"You want a pixie cut?"
"Yeah"
"And your not going to chicken out this time"
"No"
Brad smiles at me.
"So how's school" He asks casually
"Good, I mean its over but good"
"Thats good"
"Hey Brad" I say
"Yeah" He responds
"Do you think my hair is ing enough for locks of love?"
Brad looks at it. He than opens a near by drawer and pulls out a tape measure.
"Just barely, but yes"
"Awesome"
He grabs a pony tail holder and puts my hair up. He grabs his scissors and looks at me.
"Are you sure" He says
I smile and nod. The is no turning back now
I take a deep breath
Snip
I look out the car window at the hair salon. Its a small brick building at the end of the block. It has ivy growing up the side and garden filled with little white flowers. There is a big window in place of a wall on one side. I can see people sitting in chairs talking to there hairdressers and reading magazines.
"Yeah" I respond
My mom looks at me with her eyebrow raised smiling.
"Ok then" she says getting out of the car.
I open the door and look down at my hair. It is long it comes down about four inches past my shoulders. I pick up a dark brown strand and hold it between my fingers and examine it. I drop it and get out of the car.
My mom holds open the door to salon, and I walk in. We both casually sit down in the waiting room and wait for our name to be called. While we are waiting I contemplate what I am about to do.
Cut all your hair off are you insane?
It will look great
You'll look ridiculous
No I won't It will be awesome, I mean YOLO right
YOLO is just a way people justify there stupid actions
This isn't stupid
Yes it is
It isn't...is it?
It is
I am about to tell my mom that I don't want to do this when our name is called
"Woodberry"
Oh god
My mom talks to the lady at the front while Brad ( My hairdresser/family friend) takes me int the back.
"So" Brad say"You want a pixie cut?"
"Yeah"
"And your not going to chicken out this time"
"No"
Brad smiles at me.
"So how's school" He asks casually
"Good, I mean its over but good"
"Thats good"
"Hey Brad" I say
"Yeah" He responds
"Do you think my hair is ing enough for locks of love?"
Brad looks at it. He than opens a near by drawer and pulls out a tape measure.
"Just barely, but yes"
"Awesome"
He grabs a pony tail holder and puts my hair up. He grabs his scissors and looks at me.
"Are you sure" He says
I smile and nod. The is no turning back now
I take a deep breath
Snip
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
book blog
This week I read Define Normal by Julie Anne Peters. It is about a girl named Antonia. For extra credit Antonia takes up the job of being a peer counselor for Jasmine Luthor. Jasmine or Jazz, appears rude, rebellious, and the exact opposite of Antonia. Antonia at first is miserable, but after awhile learns that people are not always what they seem. This book was pretty good. I enjoyed the idea and the author did a nice job showing the connection between these two. I do feel like it was missing something although I don't know exactly what. I feel like the author didn't really go as deep into it as she could have. Overall this was a great book and I would recommend this to most people in my class.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
sol march 31 DONE AT LAST!!!!!
I am finally done with this misery. MARCH IS OVER WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I am so happy for this to be finished. No more late nights because I forgot my slice until the last minute (that happened at least five times). I am sooooooooo glad this is over. I wish I could say I never have to do this again but I also have march next year to look forward to ( sigh). For everyone who will be stuck with me next year can we agree to create a petition or something against it. Just something that will prevent this misery from taking place again. Ok I am hungry so I am going to go get something to eat... so yeah... happy last slice everyone.
Monday, March 30, 2015
sol mach 30
I am slowly going insane. very very slowly... but surely going insane.
Young children are everywhere. Normally they would be cute but to be completely honest I didn't want to have to deal with them. I normally love christmas. The whole family is together, people are happy, presents are exchanged, and it is one of the few times a year when you can stuff your face with food and nobody judges you. But with the magic comes some issues, annoying relatives, bad presents, and of course bad christmas parties. Ok I can imagine that for some people christmas parties can be fun, but for others it is misery. Today I am stuck at christmas party hosted by some family friends. The majority of the kids there are under 7 and are complaining about god knows what for god knows reason. The only two people my age are in the corner talking to each other, I tried approaching them, apparently I make a great third wheel. So I am sitting on the couch with a kid next to me bouncing up and down. They are everywhere, screaming, crying, whining, I am going insane.
slowly...
slowly...
going
crazy
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