Would you like me to stand on my head while im at it?!?!!?

So today for lunch I asked my sister if she could make me a peanut butter and jelly sandwhich. She replied with a "Come down the stairs and make your own stinkin' sandwhich". So while I was in the kitchen making my sandwhich... this same sister goes "Hey can you make me one too?"
Now im not a mean person so I said yes. From upstairs I hear my other sister shouting " Me too!"
" Alright!" I replied as I got out more bread.
" I want one too" shouted my brother.
I made the four sandwhiches and headed upstairs to eat it in my room. My mom catches me on the way and says "Ooooh that looks good. Wanna make me one?"
Gosh I love my family ( no sarcasim there... I really do!)

Fork+ Spoon=

I was updating my profile today and hit the "random question button". I almost giggled out loud when I read it.
The question: "Do you think forks are envolved with spoons?"
It took me a moment to ponder this thought and came up with the devine conclusion the indeed... forks and spoons must be having some kind of an affair. If it wasnt so... then how are there sporks? Hm.... those utensils are rebellious. ;)
~ KaylaElizabeth

Marriage

I myself, am far too young to be married. The thought of marriage seems hilarious to me. He grumbles under his breath that she has been "drinking to much". She mumbles something about him doing nothing around the house.
OH! and let us NOT forget the epic battler for the remote!
She wants to watch a Lifetime Original movie!
His game is on...
and the fight begins.
Her= " Honey... can I watch just one little movie"
Him= " Not now babe, the games on"
Her= " Please... just this one movie"
Him= " SCORE!"
Her= " Are you even listening to me. All you ever do is just watch your stupid games. Do you even care about me anymore. Does the fact that I brought you 3 beautiful kids mean anything. All I do is slave day in and day out trying to give you the perfect home, the perfect life..."
Him= thinking " Dang that chick on tv has some big boobs"

No no... thats not how things are. Maybe Im being a little sterotypical.
Marriage is about loving someone through thick and thin, rich or poor, sickness and in health. Do you love your spouse THAT much... I hope so. :)

Short Story for English.

She gazed up at the midnight sky, remembering that night she spent laying in his arms. Her fingers fiddled with the pale blue scarf that draped delicately around her neck. They stumbled upon the golden chain of her necklace. She clung onto the heart shaped locket as if it was the only way she could make connect with him. She sharply looked to her left. It was like he was calling to her, but it wasn't possible. The infinite cold December wind danced around her. Snow delicately caressed her skin like his fingertips once did. She whispered his name into the empty air, hoping, praying that by some possible miracle of a chance she could be with him again. Images flashed through her mind. That senior trip along the coast of Florida, his smile, the first Christmas she spent wrapped in his arms. He warmed her. He was her life, her song. She sat down on the icy tree stump. Flash backs still dictating her mind. She saw him. She could feel his hands brush her neck as he closed the clasp of her necklace. He dropped the chain yet his fingers still lingered. She remembered that moment, looking into his bright blue eyes, wishing that she could spend forever in his embrace, but like all good things, it ended. She snapped herself back into reality and pulled her jacket over her arms, threw the empty liquor bottle on the bed of snow and headed back to the warmth of her little cottage. She threw herself onto the bed, cursing his name as she went down. Where was the moon that he had once promised her? He promised her forever. The end of forever was sooner than she thought. Slowly, but surely the alcohol got the better of her and she fell asleep, clinging to his photograph for sweet life. He was the only thing that kept her alive, he was her only hope. She could see the lights of the cars, she could hear that screeching of breaks, the blood curdling screams. She could see him, laying there motionless, breathless. She could feel his dead cold hands. She hear his heart beat.
BOOM...BOOM BOOM.....BOOM.........BOOM..............BOOM...........BOOM........................... BOOM.... silence. “Forever” he sighed with his last breath. She could feel the sticky, warm blood seeping through her clothes. She screamed. “ You promised me forever! You promised me.” The taste of salty tears stung her lips as she threw herself to the ground. “ You promised me! You promised.”


~Kaylaelizabeth

Grape Juice

100% Grape Juice
*contains apple juice,blueberry juice,pineapple juice...

EPIC FAIL!

What tomorrow brings.

I was thinking right after writing my previous blog. We spend forever wondering what tomorrow will bring. How much money we will have in the bank, or whether or not our spouse will be cheating on us. Instead of spending the night crying over these matters. We need to think abouth ow much stronger it will make us in the long run. For every bad event that has happened in you life, you become THAT much stronger.
Think about that...

My Own Understanding

" Trust in the lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding" Proverbs 3:5

For me this verse seems IMPOSSIBLE to do. My understanding has been the only way Ive known. The human kind is more comfortable with their own sense of direction that they cannot just let God take it from here.
Love= everyone wants that feeling of love. The whole holding hands, and snuggling on the couch. Sometimes we even make ourselves believe that we love someone. We create a "false statement of love". Its hard to tell ourselves the God has that right person.
Economy= yeah. We all know its bad. People cant pay for the medications that they cant live without. Children are starving. We're living off of Raman Noodles and dollar cheeseburgers. The dollar bill is so precious to us.
I could go on forever just telling you the problems in this world.
We just need to remind ourselves to trust in the lord.
Is that so hard...