A Perfect Shade of Dark Blue: And No One Has To Know If We Decide To Go

WOW! Okay. Let's get started.

Yesterday, I didn't do much; did my morning cleaning and all that. Later I made some bread from a semi-made up recipe; if it turns out okay, I'll post it, but I'm still letting it rise from yesterday. I also made sugar cookies from the best recipe in the world. Ours. Seriously: make these and you'll never want any other sugar cookies.

1 lb powdered sugar

2 cups butter, softened- NOT MELTED!! (If you need to soften it quickly, cut it up into tablespoons and then cut it in half lengthwise and then microwave it for 10-12 secs)

2 eggs

2 tsp. vanilla extract

1 tsp. lemon extract (If you don't have lemon, replace with 1 tsp. vanilla. Yesterday I replaced this with 1 tsp. almond extract, and it was awesome. I've never tried it with the lemon)

5 cups flour

2 tsp. baking soda

2 tsp. cream of tartar

Cream sugar and butter. Blend in eggs and flavourings. Blend in soda, then tartar, then flour. Refrigerate for 4 hours, or overnight. Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Roll out dough on a surface lightly dusted with flour. Cut into shapes and such, handling the dough as little as possible. (I don't cut it into shapes; too much work. I just grab a chunk of the dough and flatten it to 1/4 inch.) Bake 7-8 mins or until middle is solidified-ish. If they're starting to brown, then you've killed them and totally failed. Go cry in a corner and dash your brains out.

Top with this deliciousness:

http://www.allrecipes.com/Recipe/Ricks-Special-Buttercream-Frosting/Detail.aspx

But I suggest halving or quartering it. It makes a LOT of frosting; like, a LOT.

To be awesomeness, I crushed up some leftover candy canes (because no one ever eats the candy canes, and they'd been sitting in the pantry forever...we've been over this before) and put them in the sifter, and sifted the smaller bits into the frosting, then put the bigger bits into the dough. They're awesome.

I had to run to the store to get powdered sugar, and did my whole "loud music sing-along" sweetness, and was stoked.

Later, we had FHE, and it was a good FHE.

After FHE, I still wanted to go for a walk in the woods, so I asked Da, and he said no, but Smells and Schink said they'd go, so Da said it'd be okay if we went if Mum came with us, but she didn't, so I cried from disappointment (I was REALLY looking forward to it), and went outside and sat in a chair and looked at the moon instead. Schink came out there, and sat on me, and we talked. It was nice. I've been told I shouldn't have a favourite sibling, but Schink is my favourite sibling. He's so interesting, even though he's 10.

Later, while I was baking cookies or something, I heard a noise outside. Could it be? I ran to the sliding door, and opened it, hardly daring to believe....it was!! IT WAS RAINING!!! Last night, it rained!!!! I was SO excited!!! I just turned around and smiled at Mum, all happy, and put my arm out and felt it. I was so happy. It's been warmer, so the snow's a lot melted, and it's awesome.

After that, I watched "The Thing" with Mum (We recorded it on TV, so it was edited). Then I fell asleep while watching another thing that she put on, and she woke me up and I dragged myself to bed, where Aurora was still up, supposedly reading, although I think I saw a flash of cell phone that she hid. She was supposed to be doing homework. But she got out, and I went to bed, and had the weirdest "The Thing"-inspired dream, instead with werewolves, which made it 10,000 times cooler. At 7am, my alarm went off, and I kept pressing sleep, because I wanted to finish the dream, and I'd wake up, press sleep, then fall back into the dream, and it was so odd, because my dream was actually progressing like a movie, with a beginning, middle, and end, although I don't know if it actually ended. I know there was lots of chasing, and blood, and snow (even in my dreams...horrible) and at one part Mum went to an antique store or something, and I went with her, and there was a piano there, a really old one, and it sounded BEAUTIFUL. But it was, like, $599 or something like that. So apparently I don't even get what I want in my dreams. But it was still a wicked cool dream, so it's okay. I pressed sleep all the way through my second alarm, and my dream must have ended, or I woke up too much, and I got up at 9.

I did morning cleanup, then while I was eating breakfast Mum came downstairs and said stuff, which made me confused, because I didn't think that Aurora would be that much of an idiot. But apparently she is. And I honestly don't care whether she messes up her own life, but that she's making Mum and Da stressed makes me sad.

After that, I showered, then finished baking the cookies, then frosted them, then cleaned up my "studio", then did I don't know what, then made myself lunch at 1pm, and took a blanket and a pillow outside and lay on the deck and had lunch and read, then read for a while longer. I fell asleep, I guess, and I woke up to Mum telling me from her bathroom window to get ready. I asked her for what, then she reminded me that Thaden was getting a cast today. Then I remembered, and it was 2:50pm, and I got ready, and frosted the rest of the cookies, and we went, and he got his cast. I took lots of photos, and a 10 min video. It wasn't that eventful. But we got there before 3:30pm, and didn't get back 'til after 5pm. It was so nice outside today. I loved it. And it's supposed to rain tomorrow night.

When I got back, I had cereal, then had another adventure with Mum: Thaden has a habit of throwing stuff down the upstairs floor vent. A long time ago (relatively) he threw Mum's stylus down there, and she was sad about that, because she liked that stylus, and this morning he threw down two of Schink's DS games. I would have been glad, except that was more than $60 right there. So tonight, Mum tried her idea of sticking the videocamera down there along with a flashlight, both on twine, to see if we could see where the stuff ended up. But the videocamera was too big, and she got disappointed. I hesitated, had a one-second mini-argument with myself, then suggested that she use my camera, because it was smaller. I was scared because it meant that my camera could also get stuck down there, but I hate seeing Mum not happy. So we let the flashlight down, and Mum estimated that the vent went down about 9 ft. Then she stuck my camera in there, on record, while it was on (which was the plan) and tried to pull up. It was stuck. She told me so, and I just froze for a second. Then my mind flashed through anger, sadness, disbelief, and finally settled on no emotion so I could think. I thought for a minute, then calmed down. "We'll have to wait for it to run out of battery, and then it'll shut off." When it shut off, the lens would go in, and so it would be flat. Then she thought for a minute, about the whole "9 ft" thing, because she thought that the vent went in between the walls, but I suggested that it went down to the vent that's between the family room and the kitchen. Then she said the basement. So she had me rattle around the flashlight as she went to the basement, and she found where it went. We moved around the pipe, and got out the 2 games, my camera, and her stylus. She was happy. I'm glad. She's had a really poo week.

I took my bread out. It tastes really good, but it's really heavy. It is all rye though, so I kinda knew it would be. I think I'll make it again, but with more yeast. I'll post the recipe later.

The end. Enjoy the photos.

Giselle in the ER