The Amish Adventure...plus a Fair
So Amish Country. Pretty cool. I love the food!!! Can we say delish? If ever you should come this way, eat at Dutch Valley Restaurant. You won't be disappointed. Sad to say there weren't a lot of Amish people roaming the streets. I saw a few buggies and 3 people riding bikes. Other than that, they were either at home or seeling things ina store. We went to an antique shop and a candel store. At the antique shop the cashier and I struck up a conversation. He had been to Oregon before...the Columbia River Gorge to be exact. I loved the antique shop. It was really neat.
After Amish Country, Breanne, Jordan, and I went to the Tusk Co Fair...the county fair that is. It wasn't much different than the Washington County Fair....only WCF is a lot bigger. We went to the rodio. It wasn't very exciting. I mean when something actually happened it was cool...but those somethings only lasted about 3 seconds. Then nothing would happen for a long time.
After the fair, we rented Stick It. It was good.
I'm not really looking forward to going back to school. I mean I am, and I'm not. Going back means we're on week 3 of school...week 4 for my 6 week block. Going back means Dad comes soon. Going back means Nathan turns 18 on Wednesday and Kirsten and Bubba do the same on Thursday. Going back means the cell phone epidemic will be over on Tuesday. Going back means a test on Wednesday in piano. Going back means a test in Theory on Tuesday. Going back means a voice lesson on Friday. Going back means maybe getting somethign in the mail from someone...or maybe not. Going back means sending something to someone. Going back means papers to write that'll be due on Friday (most likely). Going back means being back in the same boat as Breanne...being away from home and the ones I love. Going back means I can have my cell phone charger. Going back means I can finally dance on Tuesday. Going back means it is the end of a weekend....my second weekend. Go me!
Lots of love.
After Amish Country, Breanne, Jordan, and I went to the Tusk Co Fair...the county fair that is. It wasn't much different than the Washington County Fair....only WCF is a lot bigger. We went to the rodio. It wasn't very exciting. I mean when something actually happened it was cool...but those somethings only lasted about 3 seconds. Then nothing would happen for a long time.
After the fair, we rented Stick It. It was good.
I'm not really looking forward to going back to school. I mean I am, and I'm not. Going back means we're on week 3 of school...week 4 for my 6 week block. Going back means Dad comes soon. Going back means Nathan turns 18 on Wednesday and Kirsten and Bubba do the same on Thursday. Going back means the cell phone epidemic will be over on Tuesday. Going back means a test on Wednesday in piano. Going back means a test in Theory on Tuesday. Going back means a voice lesson on Friday. Going back means maybe getting somethign in the mail from someone...or maybe not. Going back means sending something to someone. Going back means papers to write that'll be due on Friday (most likely). Going back means being back in the same boat as Breanne...being away from home and the ones I love. Going back means I can have my cell phone charger. Going back means I can finally dance on Tuesday. Going back means it is the end of a weekend....my second weekend. Go me!
Lots of love.
posted by Crystal @ 9:48 PM
1 Comments:
At 9:58 PM,
kirsten said…
Hey, what piano piece are you working on? Also, if you ever need any help in theory, I'll be happy to help because I've already had a ton of it and I'm currently working on some advanced theory and counterpoint during 2nd period, go me! What are you working on in theory right now? Oh man, I'm so jealous of everything you seem to be exposed to there! Oh, and definitely audition for the musical theatre program because you can always say no. Or, a lot of the classes for music still have to be taken for musical theatre like piano/ voice, stuff like that. I think God will help point you in the right direction. LOVE :)
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