Hello peeps!

Mr. Scott Martin is coming over to our house tonight and bringing his cute little doggie Remington (not sure if I spelled that right. It looks like it might need two M's) I'm sure that's going to be just smashing!

And the Rassmussens are coming over after church on Sunday (goodness we're social aren't we? :P)
This hasn't been confirmed yet. We have to call them and make sure everyone is on the same page.

I'm running out of news. Oh! My story... I'm totally stuck on it. I need the King to be imprisoned but I have no clue how I'm going to pull that off. I'm going to clean house to try to get my wheels turning again. Cleaning the house always helps me through problums in my books. Maybe It's the monotony of cleaning. I don't know but it works.

It makes me kind of sad that I only have one follower. And like ten total coments. So You must comment people! Question for comments..... How do you spell Remmington? One M or two? And mega-shame on you if you look it up on line.

Children are so fickle. And there flippant with you. And there indredibly stupid.

Today Gunnar was playing with an outlit and Heather stopped him. She told him the electricity would jump out and bite him if he wasn't careful. Of course Gunnnar wanted more then ever to play with the outlit so he followed Heather around the house with his shoulders drooped telling her that he wanted to play with electricity.

Listening to that I laughed. [i]little children are so stupid[/i]. And they are. Of course thinking about it I realise I do things merely because someone has the nerve to tell me not to. I'm my own person and I'm going to prove it to the world.

I'm always trying to prove myself to the world. I take myself much to seriously sometimes. My sister, my best friend, sees right through me. I laugh when I think about how she always see's when my smile is forced and I'm pretending to myself that I'm happier, or smarter, or braver then I really am.

I'm very much still a child. I still have so much growing up to do.

~Child Katie

A hundred tiny seashells

I don't feel sane enough to write a proper entry but I'm going to try really hard.

The Radio is serenading me with a song I've heard a hundred times but I still don't know the name of it. Rebekah is followiing Heidi arround laughing constantly. Heathers making super. I'm working to finish of my school before the sun goes down. Hopefully before supper so I can play star wars with the kids like I promised. The house is a mess a complete mess. I should have spent my weekend cleaning rather then... Well I can't remember what I did over the weekend apart from going sledding with Kiwi. The T.V. is interfearing with the praise music on the radio. I'm cold, not too bad but enough to want to go back upstairs where it's still kind of warm.

I'm going insane I'm becoming more and more confused in my head. And There's so much presure to sort it out. NOW! Ugh, I want to run around the house a couple times. That occasionally helpes to clear my head, which is in such a tizzy currently. I think people think I'm carefree. I'm really not. Some things even your best friends can't see.

Will that suffice as a post? A bunch of thinks tossed out there because my brain can't handle a train of thought, that's what this post is. Bits and pieces. A couple of Tiny seashells that where tossed in a bowl to try to capture the memory of the day at the beach but they barely touch on the reality of that palce. I can't deliver my world to you through words, I don't have the talent for that. Just take these seashells and be content.

And don't forget to comment.

~Kate

I don't feel sane enough to write a proper entry but I'm going to try really hard.

The movie is all finished! All we have to do now is get around to eediting it together. That could take awhile because we uploaded it to Mom's Computer. I hope yyou are all dying to see it and if you aren't mega-shame on you!

I hurt my ankle today. Not sure when it happened but it's very painful to walk on the wretched thing so I kind of hop/stumble/limp around the house and every one stops me and asks what happened to my foot.

oh, and that Poem that I posted back when and asked you to guess from who's poem I got The rythm or rhyme or hatever you call it so here is the answer..... The Tiger by William blake. It's a capital poem easy to remember. If you haven't read it you should it's Totally Kate. (So you ask why I used that expression. well I'll tell you)

Kate is a synonym for cool

exe. That movie was wicked Kate; that song is totally Kate.... Et Cetera

I think I Shall incorporate that phrase into my daly life along with "Oh My Chocolate" "That's totally snazz" and "skabbkatt (mangy cat)"

Your Darling Kate

Movieland

Where making a movie!

Me, Kelsey, Heidi, Alicia, Amalie, Erick, and David are all in it. It's going to be epic. People will be weeping!

Our wonderful librarian let us use the conference room at the city hall to shoot some scenes. We had a lousy camera yesterday so we'ere going to re-shoot some of those scenes. Espeacially the ones in the alley. I wrote a short desccription of the scenes and there order yesterday. Were not really doing dialogue we kind of sort it out as we come to it. :P

The one big issue is that we don't have half enough people. Teh epic battle we were trying to achieve at the end is more like a small fight... Because the queens royal army consists of two people. Next time we make a movie we're going to have to lasso some other people to do it with us so we can have a less spotty cast.

I'll see if I can conqour Bloggers incredible slowness and post the video when it comes out. (last time I tried to upload a video it took two hours!)

the overworked actress/assistent directors/assistent cameraman/prop-manager Katelyn