For Thanksgiving this year I composed a poem! Click here to read it.
I had a lot of fun so I decided to do one for Christmas, too! It didn't come as easily, and as I was watching "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas," I studied Dr. Seuss's genius rhyming and it made me realize how bad I really am! But still, it's good to challenge ourselves sometimes right?
My dearest Mr. Santa Claus-
Hi there, remember me?
I'm a blue-haired girl from New Mexico.
My name is Sarah Lee!
Your white hair shining, your blue eyes bright,
You're really looking well!
Are you feeling generous? Only time will tell!
As it happens, there are some things I'd really like for Christmas.
The fact I am an atheist, well, I hope you will dismiss this.
I truly believe in you, Santa Claus, could you ask for more?
To me you are the spirit of giving, not some myth or lore.
On my list are some material things,
Some on a deeper level.
And you're going to give them all to me,
Aren't you, you handsome devil! ;)
For this list I'll start out small-
10 new pairs of socks!
I'd like a better housework ethic and a bottomless litter box.
Though, that last one's not for me, but Amy, Three, and Shelly.
Having three cats can make life hectic, not to mention smelly.
About once a year my dog sheds. Once? Well, maybe twice.
So I could really use a good hair removal device!
On the subject of Otis, I have a request that brings me close to tears-
I'd give anything for her to live another 80 years.
I want there to be no more sadness, no more pain or fear.
Especially when it comes to those that I hold most dear.
I want there to be no more fighting,
hateful man against man.
I don't think we should hurt each other just because we can.
Of books and of perfume, this year, I'd like an endless supply.
To stomach acid and anxiety, I'd love to say a hearty goodbye.
I'd like a fifty pack of my favorite Chapstick!
A huge selection of hair dyes, the colors I'd pick.
I want humans to embrace our differences instead of living in fear of them.
Things like "genocide" and "prejudice", I hope our children never hear of them.
I'd like to go back in time and tell myself back then,
"You're stronger than you know, I swear this is not the end."
Santa, I hope you don't mind, but I want some more tattoos!
And since it is a very festive Christmas, maybe a little booze?
I'd like a flawless complexion, a stunning physique!
To see a spider and not need to shriek.
I want to hang with my sister,
A day-long Supernatural fest.
I want to be a good writer, and someday be the best.
I need to find my place in life- this I must discover.
I want to make next year count- this and every other.
Now, Santa, even if you do not get me a single thing this year,
Do what you do best and spread a little cheer!
For the record, you ARE allowed to write corny poems at Christmastime. That's a rule!
Merry, merry, merry Christmas to you all!
Sarah
Friday, December 25, 2015
Thursday, December 17, 2015
The Mystery Present!
Not to toot my own horn or anything, but today is my birthday! Woop-wooooop! I turned 24. I drove up to Pueblo for a doctor's appointment today and on the way I was mentally reviewing some of my past birthdays: some great, some... unfortunate.
My 17th birthday sucked, and it was all my fault. It was one of the last days of school before our Christmas break, so we were in the middle of taking all of our finals. Lucky me, I got to take my Pre-Cal final on my birthday! If you do not know me, I will tell you: I am not a mathematician. Just.. nope. I think the biggest part of it is some sort of mental block... kind of a self-fulfilling prophecy. I hate math and so when I do math I am unhappy and I feel sure I will fail, and then I do badly, and I hate math more. And that helps nothing.
When I was in my sophomore year of high school, I had to drop out for a while because the mania from my Schizoaffective Disorder was so totally unbearable, I couldn't cope at school. Mostly my teachers really worked with me and I kept up okay with the schoolwork. But with Geometry, I fell hopelessly behind and it was a huge mess. Honestly, I think that sensation of being so behind in Geometry is really close to what it feels like to be in debt... just working and working to catch up, but being unable to. Ever since then, I've just hated math with a passion.. I mean, I'm obviously no genius, but I'm not an idiot either. I'm certain my problem with math is much more an attitude problem then me being too dumb to do it.
Anyway! On my 17th birthday, I had my math final and I did abysmally. And I fessed up to my dad and he was angry and disappointed and yelled at me and I yelled too and I went to bed crying and miserable. But you know what? My dad forgave me and with the help of one or two absolutely incredible teachers, I got that math "debt" cleared up!
But then last year, on my 23rd birthday, everything was going pretty well, but since I had the day off I drove my Grandma and her dog, Earl, to the vet's because he was old and had been feeling poorly. Well, wouldn't you know, that was THE vet's visit where they told us "The dog needs to be put down." It just broke my heart a little. I'm a softy when it comes to animals, and I knew how badly it hurt my Grandma.
But! As I said, I've had some pretty awesome birthdays, too! Namely, my 12th birthday, which is surprising because I was pretty depressed back then. But "The Return of the King" came out ON MY BIRTHDAY and I went with my friends to see it and it was just so amazing. Then, one year I went with my friend, my dad, and my aunt to a Lamb of God concert on my birthday and that was great, too. Someone in the crowd brought in a bucket of KFC chicken and soon everybody in the audience was covered, greasy and slimy from having chicken thrown on them. My dad still brings up that concert now and then and laughs about it.
Today's birthday was a pretty great one! I got several birthday cards in the mail, and my Mom sent me some pretty, bright, shiny books! What can I say? She knows me pretty well!
As a birthday celebration, on the way back home from my doctor's visit, I stopped at Chef Liu's in Trinidad and met my dad, Emmy, and David there! The food was excellent as always, and we special ordered a bunch of Chinese donuts and Emmy put a birthday candle in each one!
The biggest part of our conversation at dinner was centered around... THE MYSTERY PRESENT!
Last night, I was watching "Supernatural" (surprise!) with my sister, and she instructed me to please clear off a sizable space inside my front porch for a "present", and that's all she would tell me. SO FRUSTRATING! All day today I was trying to figure out what it could possibly be, and I was clueless. So, at dinner, I tried to investigate.
"So," I said oh-so-casually as I cut into an eggroll. "Did you, uh, deliver the present?"
Emmy grinned into her cup of tea. "Yes," she said simply. "Any ideas what it is? You'll never guess it..."
I considered. "Well, I'm assuming it is pretty big, or you wouldn't have made me clean my porch. Wait!" I said as a horrifying thought struck me, "You weren't messing with me, were you? It's not a little thing and you felt like making me clean??"
She laughed. "No, but we should do that next year. So, ideas?"
"Well," I said thoughtfully, "I don't think you bought me a pony, because you would probably put it in my back yard instead of on my porch. How many people did it take to move it?"
Emmy opened her mouth to answer, but my dad cut in smoothly, "Somewhere between one and twelve."
While Emmy and David laughed, I scowled. "That is not helpful!"
"I know," my dad said sagely, as he swiped a snow pea from my bowl of soup.
I bounced up and down in my seat. "Hints??" I pleaded. I really do revert to childhood when it comes to presents.
My companions all glanced at one another, squinting shrewdly. "Well, uh, it's alive!" said my dad suddenly. "You're gonna have to feed and water it and stuff..."
"You bought me a plant?" I asked blankly.
"I don't know, Dad," said my sister. "It was pretty cold out on that porch.. might not make it!"
"You bought me a dead plant?" I amended. "Will Otis like it?"
"I would think so, " said Emmy, considering. "But she's kind of cranky. Who knows?"
From there I began receiving more and more odd and obscure "clues" that I felt more confused than before I heard them! After blowing out my birthday donut-candles, we made a quick trip to Walmart, then headed home. We all pulled up in front of my house for the big reveal, and my dad made me cover my eyes as they lead me up to the porch. My sister ran inside and turned on the light.
"Ready? One, two... three!"
In front of me stood a huge, magnificent... MATTRESS!! Still wrapped in plastic! My mouth fell agape and I blissfully fell against it, embraced by the soft, squishy fabric. A brand new mattress! The one I'm using now is at least 20 years old. Heaven in a bag! With it came a new comforter and sheets.
My companions laughed as I admired it. Suddenly, I giggled. "I thought I needed to feed and water it..?" I asked my dad.
He shrugged. "I had to throw you off the trail."
Like, I said, a pretty great birthday! I won't be sleeping on the new mattress just yet, but it won't be long now.
And Christmas is just a week away! If you're lucky, you might get a Christmas poem! ;)
Happy Birthday to me!
Sarah
My 17th birthday sucked, and it was all my fault. It was one of the last days of school before our Christmas break, so we were in the middle of taking all of our finals. Lucky me, I got to take my Pre-Cal final on my birthday! If you do not know me, I will tell you: I am not a mathematician. Just.. nope. I think the biggest part of it is some sort of mental block... kind of a self-fulfilling prophecy. I hate math and so when I do math I am unhappy and I feel sure I will fail, and then I do badly, and I hate math more. And that helps nothing.
When I was in my sophomore year of high school, I had to drop out for a while because the mania from my Schizoaffective Disorder was so totally unbearable, I couldn't cope at school. Mostly my teachers really worked with me and I kept up okay with the schoolwork. But with Geometry, I fell hopelessly behind and it was a huge mess. Honestly, I think that sensation of being so behind in Geometry is really close to what it feels like to be in debt... just working and working to catch up, but being unable to. Ever since then, I've just hated math with a passion.. I mean, I'm obviously no genius, but I'm not an idiot either. I'm certain my problem with math is much more an attitude problem then me being too dumb to do it.
Anyway! On my 17th birthday, I had my math final and I did abysmally. And I fessed up to my dad and he was angry and disappointed and yelled at me and I yelled too and I went to bed crying and miserable. But you know what? My dad forgave me and with the help of one or two absolutely incredible teachers, I got that math "debt" cleared up!
But then last year, on my 23rd birthday, everything was going pretty well, but since I had the day off I drove my Grandma and her dog, Earl, to the vet's because he was old and had been feeling poorly. Well, wouldn't you know, that was THE vet's visit where they told us "The dog needs to be put down." It just broke my heart a little. I'm a softy when it comes to animals, and I knew how badly it hurt my Grandma.
But! As I said, I've had some pretty awesome birthdays, too! Namely, my 12th birthday, which is surprising because I was pretty depressed back then. But "The Return of the King" came out ON MY BIRTHDAY and I went with my friends to see it and it was just so amazing. Then, one year I went with my friend, my dad, and my aunt to a Lamb of God concert on my birthday and that was great, too. Someone in the crowd brought in a bucket of KFC chicken and soon everybody in the audience was covered, greasy and slimy from having chicken thrown on them. My dad still brings up that concert now and then and laughs about it.
Today's birthday was a pretty great one! I got several birthday cards in the mail, and my Mom sent me some pretty, bright, shiny books! What can I say? She knows me pretty well!
As a birthday celebration, on the way back home from my doctor's visit, I stopped at Chef Liu's in Trinidad and met my dad, Emmy, and David there! The food was excellent as always, and we special ordered a bunch of Chinese donuts and Emmy put a birthday candle in each one!
The biggest part of our conversation at dinner was centered around... THE MYSTERY PRESENT!
Last night, I was watching "Supernatural" (surprise!) with my sister, and she instructed me to please clear off a sizable space inside my front porch for a "present", and that's all she would tell me. SO FRUSTRATING! All day today I was trying to figure out what it could possibly be, and I was clueless. So, at dinner, I tried to investigate.
"So," I said oh-so-casually as I cut into an eggroll. "Did you, uh, deliver the present?"
Emmy grinned into her cup of tea. "Yes," she said simply. "Any ideas what it is? You'll never guess it..."
I considered. "Well, I'm assuming it is pretty big, or you wouldn't have made me clean my porch. Wait!" I said as a horrifying thought struck me, "You weren't messing with me, were you? It's not a little thing and you felt like making me clean??"
She laughed. "No, but we should do that next year. So, ideas?"
"Well," I said thoughtfully, "I don't think you bought me a pony, because you would probably put it in my back yard instead of on my porch. How many people did it take to move it?"
Emmy opened her mouth to answer, but my dad cut in smoothly, "Somewhere between one and twelve."
While Emmy and David laughed, I scowled. "That is not helpful!"
"I know," my dad said sagely, as he swiped a snow pea from my bowl of soup.
I bounced up and down in my seat. "Hints??" I pleaded. I really do revert to childhood when it comes to presents.
My companions all glanced at one another, squinting shrewdly. "Well, uh, it's alive!" said my dad suddenly. "You're gonna have to feed and water it and stuff..."
"You bought me a plant?" I asked blankly.
"I don't know, Dad," said my sister. "It was pretty cold out on that porch.. might not make it!"
"You bought me a dead plant?" I amended. "Will Otis like it?"
"I would think so, " said Emmy, considering. "But she's kind of cranky. Who knows?"
From there I began receiving more and more odd and obscure "clues" that I felt more confused than before I heard them! After blowing out my birthday donut-candles, we made a quick trip to Walmart, then headed home. We all pulled up in front of my house for the big reveal, and my dad made me cover my eyes as they lead me up to the porch. My sister ran inside and turned on the light.
"Ready? One, two... three!"
In front of me stood a huge, magnificent... MATTRESS!! Still wrapped in plastic! My mouth fell agape and I blissfully fell against it, embraced by the soft, squishy fabric. A brand new mattress! The one I'm using now is at least 20 years old. Heaven in a bag! With it came a new comforter and sheets.
My companions laughed as I admired it. Suddenly, I giggled. "I thought I needed to feed and water it..?" I asked my dad.
He shrugged. "I had to throw you off the trail."
Like, I said, a pretty great birthday! I won't be sleeping on the new mattress just yet, but it won't be long now.
And Christmas is just a week away! If you're lucky, you might get a Christmas poem! ;)
Happy Birthday to me!
Sarah
Thursday, December 10, 2015
SUPERNATURAL! Ready! Set!....
SPEED-BLOG!
So, guess what! It's late on Thursday and here I am blogging quickly. Story of my life! But in this quick blog I hope to impart some wisdom that I learned today... You never know when you may need it!
Since it was my day off, I hung out with my sister all day and we binge-watched "Supernatural", my new favorite TV obsession. It has been around for a long time, but my sister just recently introduced it to me. If you are unfamiliar with the series, it is centered around two brothers who hunt and kill supernatural (WHAT!) creatures... kind of a CSI for demons, you know? Excellent television! Anyway, after watching 8 or 10 episodes with my sister in a row, I do have some practical advice...
So, guess what! It's late on Thursday and here I am blogging quickly. Story of my life! But in this quick blog I hope to impart some wisdom that I learned today... You never know when you may need it!
Since it was my day off, I hung out with my sister all day and we binge-watched "Supernatural", my new favorite TV obsession. It has been around for a long time, but my sister just recently introduced it to me. If you are unfamiliar with the series, it is centered around two brothers who hunt and kill supernatural (WHAT!) creatures... kind of a CSI for demons, you know? Excellent television! Anyway, after watching 8 or 10 episodes with my sister in a row, I do have some practical advice...
- Carry salt with you EVERYWHERE. It repels/traps demons
- Got some spare time? Work on your Latin
- It is both funny and maddening watching episodes that are new to you, but that your viewing partner has seen because she is practically bouncing out of her seat trying not to spoil plot secrets. Also, it is frustrating because she revels in your shock when crazy shit goes down
- Trust NO ONE you don't know! Especially pretty young girls... they're always trouble!
- It is almost a given that when you are eating something, a particularly gross or grisly episode will come on and make it hard to enjoy your snack
- You will never ever love your car as much as Dean Winchester loves his. Don't even try
- Holy water is one of the sneakiest and most effective tools in your arsenal
- When hunting, get ready to spend a LOT of time in libraries and on the internet. Knowledge is truly the best weapon!
- Just when you think you have FINALLY gotten rid of one of those awful, annoying characters (Meg, Gordon, Bela) another one POPS UP! Dammit
- The Winchesters make credit-card fraud look easy, but I wouldn't recommend trying it. Same with picking locks.
- Not just people are "Supernatural" fans. My sister's cats love watching it too!
- ALWAYS have a backup plan. Then a backup-backup plan. When all else fails, wing it!
- If, like me, you at some points become particularly jaded and cynical, sometimes you grossly misjudge characters, then you feel like an ass for the rest of the season.
- In Supernatural, no one is EVER truly dead
- In particularly cruel situations, your viewing partner can really mislead you into thinking one thing will happen, just for your expectations to be rudely interrupted. She thinks she's so crafty!
- The show is usually intense and exciting and funny, but every so often they put an "awwwww" moment in there to throw you off!
- After a day of watching Supernatural, the drive home in the dark can really make your imagination run wild!
Happy Hunting! :)
Sarah
Friday, December 4, 2015
ABC's With Sarah
Good evening, internet. Once again, I've postponed posting a blog til the last minute, and I am once again at a loss for inspiration. But! I promised myself I would post a blog every Thursday, dammit! No matter how poor the results are.
I'm really quite sleepy and I'd like to do a quick, easy blog. So! I am going to do word association. Or, rather, letter association. The FIRST thing I think of beginning with each letter. The brain is an interesting machine... let's see what mine will do!
A: Addison's Disease. I don't even know what the hell that is, but I've been watching a lot of House lately... tons of obscure diseases!
B: Belsnickel! A Santa-Claus-like character of lore, introduced by Dwight Schrute from The Office!
C: Canadians, don't ya know! Ya hoser
D: Duffus Castle! In Scotland. I went there years and years ago with some family, and at first we thought it was pronounced like "doofus". Heh.. whoops!
E: EXPECTO PATRONUM!!! From Harry Potter. I think my patronus would be Otis. Or, like, a turtle or something.
F: Friskie's Indoor Delights, my cat's favorite cat food of choice
G: Great White Sharks... the creeps
H: Harvey Dent! From The Dark Knight
I: Indentations
J: Jim Halpert... and Pam Beesly of course!
K: Katniss Everdeen
L: Laiho. Like Alexi Laiho from Children of Bodom
M: Middle Earth!
N: Niles Crane! From Frasier.
O: Obi Wan Kenobi!! Ha! You thought I was gonna say "Otis", didn't you? GOTCHA
P: PAUL GIAMATTI!! Don't ask me why, but I'm kind of obsessed with him. Every time I see him in a movie I get all excited. It's kind of a joke with my sister and me... we'll be watching trailers at the movies and we'll see him and immediately look at each other and mouth "PAUL GIAMATTI!!"
Q: Quenya- Elvish!
R: Redneck... the song from Lamb of God, of course!
S: Sheldon! Record and Cooper
T: Targaryens. Look, I like the Starks too, but I've made Targaryen my house, okay?
U: Untying knots of Christmas lights
V: Vikings! The rough conquerors, not the sports team
W: Winchesters. From Supernatural, my favorite new show
X: Xenophilius Lovegood, editor of The Quibbler
Y: Yo-yo. Very original.
Z: Zzzzzzzz's... like sleep! Like what I should be doing now!
Good night!
Sarah
I'm really quite sleepy and I'd like to do a quick, easy blog. So! I am going to do word association. Or, rather, letter association. The FIRST thing I think of beginning with each letter. The brain is an interesting machine... let's see what mine will do!
A: Addison's Disease. I don't even know what the hell that is, but I've been watching a lot of House lately... tons of obscure diseases!
B: Belsnickel! A Santa-Claus-like character of lore, introduced by Dwight Schrute from The Office!
C: Canadians, don't ya know! Ya hoser
D: Duffus Castle! In Scotland. I went there years and years ago with some family, and at first we thought it was pronounced like "doofus". Heh.. whoops!
E: EXPECTO PATRONUM!!! From Harry Potter. I think my patronus would be Otis. Or, like, a turtle or something.
F: Friskie's Indoor Delights, my cat's favorite cat food of choice
G: Great White Sharks... the creeps
H: Harvey Dent! From The Dark Knight
I: Indentations
J: Jim Halpert... and Pam Beesly of course!
K: Katniss Everdeen
L: Laiho. Like Alexi Laiho from Children of Bodom
M: Middle Earth!
N: Niles Crane! From Frasier.
O: Obi Wan Kenobi!! Ha! You thought I was gonna say "Otis", didn't you? GOTCHA
P: PAUL GIAMATTI!! Don't ask me why, but I'm kind of obsessed with him. Every time I see him in a movie I get all excited. It's kind of a joke with my sister and me... we'll be watching trailers at the movies and we'll see him and immediately look at each other and mouth "PAUL GIAMATTI!!"
Q: Quenya- Elvish!
R: Redneck... the song from Lamb of God, of course!
S: Sheldon! Record and Cooper
T: Targaryens. Look, I like the Starks too, but I've made Targaryen my house, okay?
U: Untying knots of Christmas lights
V: Vikings! The rough conquerors, not the sports team
W: Winchesters. From Supernatural, my favorite new show
X: Xenophilius Lovegood, editor of The Quibbler
Y: Yo-yo. Very original.
Z: Zzzzzzzz's... like sleep! Like what I should be doing now!
Good night!
Sarah
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