Camping Trip

I just got back from an invigorating day of camping.  It was nice--though I did have a wee temper tantrum when I figured out that I would be completely isolated from lightbulbs and mullets.  But it turned out to be okay, I had a great time--even without my two favorite things!

Well, like I said it was really nice.  We started off with a good ol' family boat ride.  All of 45 of us clambered onto the little paddle boat and we were off!!  That was pretty fun. 

Next we decided, after our little swim, to get some REAL exercise.  Soo..we went on a bike ride.  The paths were tough and sometimes a bit steep, but we all, even down to the 7 month old, managed to keep together.  Let me tell you: it was pretty physical and intense.


After that we decided to have a camp fire before hitting the hay.  It was a very pleasant fire, and everyone laughed and held hands and roasted marshmallows (YES!!It is spelled "mallow" not "mellow") and sang camp songs...It was such a beautiful moment. Until the campground people asked us to leave.  I think they were saying something about our fire getting out of control or something, idiots...


SO! Finally, after tossing a little bit of water on the fire (and a whole lot of begging...and money), we were allowed to stay.  Since they told us that we weren't allowed to get into anymore shenanigans (segways are prohibited there for some reason...and that paddleboat? They mysteriously lost it...with our name on the rental list), we decided to go straight to bed.  It was such a nice night.  The breeze was sweet, the crickets chirped cheerfully, and only three people wet the bed on me!!  And what a beautiful morning!  It was as if the sun personally greeted us and welcomed is into the new day! Plus we saw some wildlife--so we were spared the expense of our annual zoo visit. The double whammy!!



Yep, to sum it up, I'd say that all-in-all, it was an insanely fantastic family vacay..
Sorry, no poetry today, but I'm pooped from the camping trip, and school tomorrow.  Happy Labor Day!

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Lightbulbs

Well well well well.....Since I already talked about mullets (and a little bit about sweaters...more about that later!) I need to move onto a new subject: lightbulbs.

Think about it, really think about it.  Where would we be without lightbulbs?  Fun Facts about lightbulbs:

• Lightbulbs are made from old Lego parts and cow hairs.

 (<that's the best picture I could find for cow hairs.)

• Lightbulbs where invented by Mr. Tumnus.

• Lightbulbs have been around for 746,916,482,910,072,764 years. (I hope you aren't expecting a picture for this Fun Fact...that's goofy).
• Lightbulbs glow.

I'm pretty sure all...some of these facts are accurate, but if you're looking up lightbulbs for an essay for school you may not want to quote me on that...Anyhow, here's a sweet, sweet poem on lightbulbs

Lightbulbs: Baby Moons

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Lightbulbs glow in the dark

They also glow in the lightness

But they aren't as bright in the light.

Sometimes at night, I stare out my window

At the lightbulbs in the streetlamps

And I think they were maybe baby moons

In another lightbulb life.

Well I will send you (cough, my whole two followers) off with a question (that will forever remain unanswered): swirly lightbulbs or typical, average, ordinary, boring bubbly lightbulbs?

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Nostrils Flaring in Fog

Well, this morning I realized something quite horrific.  I forgot to send you off last night with a sneak peek of my new poem (actually, to be honest, it's the whole poem): Nostrils Flaring in Fog.  I was just SO caught up, and a bit flustered I must admit, in the whole mullet discussion that all else flew out of my brain.  I am so utterly, and sincerely, apologetic.  So without further ado, ladies and gents, my poem:

Nostrils Flaring in Fog

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Foggy foggy foggy

The world is so foggy

And my nostrils flare

Flare so gently

In the foggy foggy fog.

I know, know...You're QUITE impressed.  Well, what can I say?  It just comes naturally to me.  Anywhooo...enough about ME.  

This is a little bit repetitive from yesterday/very, very early this morning's post, but I think its' appropriate anyhow.  And I know that you will enjoy it because it's, well, it's a song....and that is all I will say about it.  If you want to hear it/know more about it's enthralling-ness click on the link down there v(< my attempt at doing a pointing down arrow).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GdbG2G6pFCs

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Post 1: A spicy sweaterific beginning

Welcome bloggees to my first official post of Eyeballs Rising From Mist.  I would like to officially welcome you with a link to one of fav sweater websites:

http://www.uglysweaterstore.com/

This is a SUPER exciting website with lots of the most up to date sweater fashions. SO cute, so enjoy.  

Now to move onto an intensely serious subject: mullets. It's something that we will all come into contact with one day. Thus we need to touch onto it so as to be prepared for the encounter.  I need to warn you, it's a very draining experience. Some especially lovely mullets have even brought tears to my eyes.  Okay, so anyhow, one day it WILL happen.  You will be walking down the street, your favorite sweater sweetly flapping in the wind, your luscious hair floating on the breeze, and suddenly there will be a sight so fantastic that it will stop you right in your tracks.  No, not a sweater store, but a heavily, and strangely hypnotic, mulleted man.  You don't know what to do.  Your mouth is locked slightly agape, your jaw askew, your mind blank.  And suddenly, he approaches you!  His hair is just so...mulletey, that as he asks you if you've seen his hound dog, Ol' Blue, you can't think of what to say to him.  So now I will provide some no-fail tips for what to do in such a situation:

• Ask for an autograph
• Some how scrape your eyeballs from his insanely lush mane, and do not, I repeat, DO NOT look back at it. Instead, try focusing on something else. Is he wearing a sweater? If so, is it uglier then yours?
• Offer him a hairbrush or scrunchie so he can put his hair up and, thus, undistract you.
• Run away.

So there you have it. Four concrete ideas for when you come in contact with this enthralling species of hair.  

But, seriously, mullets are COOL. Even celebs have them. Check out these pics of these A(or B, D...Z) Listers who have this growingly popular fashionable hairdo:

And these, my friends, are only a few examples of the mullet craze that has swept through Hollywood (or, if not yet, I'm sure it will...)  But, c'mon, if Chuck Norris has a mullet, it's gotta be cool..

flabio<3 

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