Today, I was packing lunches for our field trip to the Norman Rockwell Museum (which is actually a nice place to go). My favorite band is the Beatles (which, I will point out, I liked before everyone else, so HA!) and I was listening to one of their CDs called Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. (Which I have loved since I was, like, four.)
Casey (little brother) comes in and askes, "Cass, is this the Beatows?" (aka, Beatles)
I said, "Yes, it is." I showed him the CD cover jacket.
He started naming them. "Dat's Paul, dat's Ringo, dat's George, and...who's that guy?"
I laughed, "that's John Lennon."
"Yeah."
So a couple of minutes later, my other younger brother, Aidan, comes into the kitchen and I'm still listening to the CD. Casey goes up to him and goes, "this is the Beatows!"
Aidan came name them all except for Ringo. He asked me which one was my favorite. I said, "Paul."
Aidan goes, "I love John!"
I found this funny but slightly awkward. Casey informed us that he likes Paul and Ringo. And we all know that Corrina likes George Harrison.
Later, we were unpacking lunches at the museum, and mom pulls out a sandwich. "This one says RINGO on it," She said. She sounded rather alarmed.
"That's Casey's."
Mom pulls out another one. "John."
"That's Aidan's."
Another sandwich. "Paul?"
"That's me."
Another sandwich. "Corrina."
No comment neccesary.
So I am Paul McCartney today. For those of you who don't know, the Beatles were famous in the sixties. John Lennon is guitar, George Harrison is lead guitar, Paul McCartney plays bass, and Ringo Starr plays drums.
I'll also say that today, I was looking at pictures on Weheartit and I'd searched the Beatles to see what came up. There was this REALLY awesome quote that this guy said. He said, "I love Ringo Starr." This girl said, "Nobody loves Ringo Starr." The guy said, "That's why I love him."
Ha. I found that funny.
We're a little loopier then most, but, eh, what the peppers?
I'd be lying if I said I never lied
- Cassidy :)
- United States
- So how y'all doing? My name's Cassidy and the gentleman you see in my picture is Sam. I like cats and music a lot and oh I play the ukulele, piano, and other shtuff. Have a nice day :)
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Meh
How I gained a follower is beyond me.
Hello, people! Remember me? If you said, that girl who's wearing a shirt with a ninja and an alien, YOU ARE CORRECT! If you said, the girl who's drowning a chipmunk in a toilet, YOU ARE MISTAKEN, SIR!
Okay! Moving on!
Well, to kick off THIS post, I will anounce that I have nothing really important to SAY. So....VIDEO TIME!
I'll give it you free if you give me a comment.
Hello, people! Remember me? If you said, that girl who's wearing a shirt with a ninja and an alien, YOU ARE CORRECT! If you said, the girl who's drowning a chipmunk in a toilet, YOU ARE MISTAKEN, SIR!
Okay! Moving on!
Well, to kick off THIS post, I will anounce that I have nothing really important to SAY. So....VIDEO TIME!
I'll give it you free if you give me a comment.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Tag! You're it!
Allo everybody! I have returned in a much brighter spirit then previously, and I have commented on the dahling Brookie's blog, thus earning me THIS TAG!
12 likes, 1 love and 8 hates is the mission here. And...let's start it PAUL MCCARTNEY STYLE!
One, two, three, FO!
I like chocolate soft-serve ice cream
I like Sundays
I like when people comment on my blog
I like talking to my friend Shannon
I like climbing trees, unless it's too windy to be outside, like today
I like books about spoiled brats (how weird is that, right?)
I like being the crazy one
I like skinny jeans
I like the new Wendy's french fries
I like swimming and going to the beach
I like boys who are taller then me (not LIKE LIKE, just friend like) (well, this is in MOST cases. I can name two boys who're taller then me that I am not a big fan of, lemme tell ya)
I like my sneakers
I love laughing.
I hate it when your day is going great and then something totally awful happens
I hate strawberry ice cream
I hate girls with too much eyeliner. I do not hate THE GIRLS, I hate the fact that they wear too much eyeliner. So, really, I hate it WHEN GIRLS wear too much eyeliner
I hate the fact that I cannot snap my fingers
I hate it when people don't listen to what I'm saying
I hate the smell of burning things
I hate rice, pork, ribs, fish, barbeque sauce, cabbage, cooked carrots (raw ones are okay), tuna fish, anything with a sauce on it, salt and vinigar chips....(this list goes on forever.)
I hate the word hate.
Okay, soo, I am gonna be really lazy with blogging and not bother to link back to people, sooooo, I'll just tell you who they are and if you care you can look them up somewhere.
I tag:
Aoife at Ace of Aoife
Jessica at Jessica's World
and Tim at There's a Walrus in your Shirt, Mr. Campbell!
(I would like to note that this is Tim's first tag, so we must make sure he accepts this. TIM! DID YOU HEAR ME? YOU MUST TAKE THIS!)
I would also like to note that this may be the first time I have ever tagged/awarded a boy (well, excepting Pastor Mike, but he does not count) on this blog. But I know Tim. So this is different.
Bye and leave comments so that I don't get all sad!
12 likes, 1 love and 8 hates is the mission here. And...let's start it PAUL MCCARTNEY STYLE!
One, two, three, FO!
I like chocolate soft-serve ice cream
I like Sundays
I like when people comment on my blog
I like talking to my friend Shannon
I like climbing trees, unless it's too windy to be outside, like today
I like books about spoiled brats (how weird is that, right?)
I like being the crazy one
I like skinny jeans
I like the new Wendy's french fries
I like swimming and going to the beach
I like boys who are taller then me (not LIKE LIKE, just friend like) (well, this is in MOST cases. I can name two boys who're taller then me that I am not a big fan of, lemme tell ya)
I like my sneakers
I love laughing.
I hate it when your day is going great and then something totally awful happens
I hate strawberry ice cream
I hate girls with too much eyeliner. I do not hate THE GIRLS, I hate the fact that they wear too much eyeliner. So, really, I hate it WHEN GIRLS wear too much eyeliner
I hate the fact that I cannot snap my fingers
I hate it when people don't listen to what I'm saying
I hate the smell of burning things
I hate rice, pork, ribs, fish, barbeque sauce, cabbage, cooked carrots (raw ones are okay), tuna fish, anything with a sauce on it, salt and vinigar chips....(this list goes on forever.)
I hate the word hate.
Okay, soo, I am gonna be really lazy with blogging and not bother to link back to people, sooooo, I'll just tell you who they are and if you care you can look them up somewhere.
I tag:
Aoife at Ace of Aoife
Jessica at Jessica's World
and Tim at There's a Walrus in your Shirt, Mr. Campbell!
(I would like to note that this is Tim's first tag, so we must make sure he accepts this. TIM! DID YOU HEAR ME? YOU MUST TAKE THIS!)
I would also like to note that this may be the first time I have ever tagged/awarded a boy (well, excepting Pastor Mike, but he does not count) on this blog. But I know Tim. So this is different.
Bye and leave comments so that I don't get all sad!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
A letter
Hi. Everyone out there, please read this letter:
Dear everybody reading this,
I'm sorry I've been a bad blogger. I'm sorry I don't post anymore. I'm sorry I make you leave the comments with NOs with ten more Os. I'm sorry I don't do what you want me to. I'm sorry I don't meet your standards. I'm sorry I'm not perfect. These things can not be helped.
But sorry does not make an interesting post.
The thing is that I am who I am. I make mistakes. I slack off from blogging and make you leave the little comments that make me want to smile. I'm lonely. I am a lonely, homeschooled girl who does not have a social life and has no friends.
Think of your friends. Count them on your fingers. If you run out, count on a piece of paper. I can take three fingers: Krista, Jessica, Shannon. I feel lonely. Nobody calls me. I think I bore people. I've never really thought of myself as a boring person. I mean, all my phone calls with my friends are nice. They'll sound excited to hear me. Shannon laughs her head off every time. So...remind me why, if you're enjoying this so much, you cannot make the effort to call?
I don't think I'm a boring person. I don't dress like everybody else, nor look like, nor talk like, nor sound like...I am not another Hannah Montana, bleach-blond, way-too-much-makeup, ew-mud-and-bugs, hooray-for-boys ditzy clone. But maybe people are bored with me...I don't blame other people. I'm not going to change. This is the Cassidy you're stuck with, America! This is it, the grand total! No more, no less!!!!
Once, I was in a mall, going to Target to get some pictures taken. I passed these two girls. One of them was the aforementioned clone. She looked nice. She wore a pink shirt, blue jeans, lipstick, and eyeliner. Her hair was blond. She looked trendy. She looked rather nice.
The other girl looked wild. Short, crazy hair, skinny jeans that were torn in a million places, a studded belt, lip pierced, eyebrows pierced, a million earrings, and black floppy high-tops. Not trendy. Not another supermodel-oh-I-need-to-wear-these-clothes-to-look-cool girl. She smiled at me. I smiled back.
I want to be like that girl. I want some random chick at the mall to look at me and think, wow, I want to be like that girl. I do not mean I would like my eyebrow pierced. This is not the point! The point is, I want to stand out. I want to be noticed. Don't we all?
Love, with all due respect and such wonders,
Cassidy
Dear everybody reading this,
I'm sorry I've been a bad blogger. I'm sorry I don't post anymore. I'm sorry I make you leave the comments with NOs with ten more Os. I'm sorry I don't do what you want me to. I'm sorry I don't meet your standards. I'm sorry I'm not perfect. These things can not be helped.
But sorry does not make an interesting post.
The thing is that I am who I am. I make mistakes. I slack off from blogging and make you leave the little comments that make me want to smile. I'm lonely. I am a lonely, homeschooled girl who does not have a social life and has no friends.
Think of your friends. Count them on your fingers. If you run out, count on a piece of paper. I can take three fingers: Krista, Jessica, Shannon. I feel lonely. Nobody calls me. I think I bore people. I've never really thought of myself as a boring person. I mean, all my phone calls with my friends are nice. They'll sound excited to hear me. Shannon laughs her head off every time. So...remind me why, if you're enjoying this so much, you cannot make the effort to call?
I don't think I'm a boring person. I don't dress like everybody else, nor look like, nor talk like, nor sound like...I am not another Hannah Montana, bleach-blond, way-too-much-makeup, ew-mud-and-bugs, hooray-for-boys ditzy clone. But maybe people are bored with me...I don't blame other people. I'm not going to change. This is the Cassidy you're stuck with, America! This is it, the grand total! No more, no less!!!!
Once, I was in a mall, going to Target to get some pictures taken. I passed these two girls. One of them was the aforementioned clone. She looked nice. She wore a pink shirt, blue jeans, lipstick, and eyeliner. Her hair was blond. She looked trendy. She looked rather nice.
The other girl looked wild. Short, crazy hair, skinny jeans that were torn in a million places, a studded belt, lip pierced, eyebrows pierced, a million earrings, and black floppy high-tops. Not trendy. Not another supermodel-oh-I-need-to-wear-these-clothes-to-look-cool girl. She smiled at me. I smiled back.
I want to be like that girl. I want some random chick at the mall to look at me and think, wow, I want to be like that girl. I do not mean I would like my eyebrow pierced. This is not the point! The point is, I want to stand out. I want to be noticed. Don't we all?
Cassidy
Thursday, March 17, 2011
I am apparently either losing your interest or my interest.
Sorry I haven't been posting very much lately, downstairs computer has been crappy and laptop is off-limits, Internet wise. I don't have that much to say! Ugh, I am such a slacker.
That's probably my biggest fault; I'm not a fan of work and will show that, by all means. Blogging isn't work, but I seem to be, ehem, putting it off. Nobody seems to care, tho, because I have noticed a rather unpleasant decrease in COMMENTS and FEEDBACK and STATS and NEW FOLLOWERS!!!!
I guess my blogger fame is pretty much over, since I've gotten, like, two comments in the past week. Oddly, I'm a little happy about that. I mean, yeah, it does say that apparently I'm getting less interesting or you guys are getting too lazy to click COMMENT, but at least now I'm not expected to post every day and be the best thing since microwave bologna.
Which, in my opinion, is the best made-up product there is.
I think I might be taking a blogger vacation like Pastor Mike did a while ago. Maybe even post once a month or something, just so you know I'm okay.
I thought that my big five-minutes-of-blogger-fame would last forever, I guess. I mean, I was getting 7-9 comments per post, and lots of feedback and stats and new followers were coming often. Now, I'm just another blogger, getting less comments then those guys with five-to-nine followers and being kinda demoted.
Okay, well, you two-people-who-are-still-interested-in-me-and-I-guess-I'm-boring-all-of-a-sudden can leave your comments now. :) :)
That's probably my biggest fault; I'm not a fan of work and will show that, by all means. Blogging isn't work, but I seem to be, ehem, putting it off. Nobody seems to care, tho, because I have noticed a rather unpleasant decrease in COMMENTS and FEEDBACK and STATS and NEW FOLLOWERS!!!!
I guess my blogger fame is pretty much over, since I've gotten, like, two comments in the past week. Oddly, I'm a little happy about that. I mean, yeah, it does say that apparently I'm getting less interesting or you guys are getting too lazy to click COMMENT, but at least now I'm not expected to post every day and be the best thing since microwave bologna.
Which, in my opinion, is the best made-up product there is.
I think I might be taking a blogger vacation like Pastor Mike did a while ago. Maybe even post once a month or something, just so you know I'm okay.
I thought that my big five-minutes-of-blogger-fame would last forever, I guess. I mean, I was getting 7-9 comments per post, and lots of feedback and stats and new followers were coming often. Now, I'm just another blogger, getting less comments then those guys with five-to-nine followers and being kinda demoted.
Okay, well, you two-people-who-are-still-interested-in-me-and-I-guess-I'm-boring-all-of-a-sudden can leave your comments now. :) :)
Monday, March 14, 2011
Smile
Be the happy one.
Put a smile on that face and make somebody's day.
Cheer someone up today.
You don't have to be as creepy as the cat.
Goof off and laugh once a day.
Frowning doesn't get you anywhere.
Live your life the way YOU want.
Grin at every joke, even if it's stupid.
Whatever it is, it's okay.
Have some fun today.
Cheer up.
Be happy-go-lucky.
Cuz Jesus loves you.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Really dumb warning signs
These made me laugh. Here are the warnings for products that are actually, uh, not protecting anyone in any way. Except from being bored.
Label: Never operate your speakerphone while driving.
Product: Jabra Drive 'N' Talk.
So, uh, how do you operate it?
Label: This product may contain nuts.
Product: Peanuts & Peanut M&Ms.
Thanks for that tip there. I'll keep in mind that your nut-based product may contain nuts.
Label: Do not hold the wrong end of a chainsaw.
Product: Chainsaw.
WHY WOULD I DO THAT?!?!
Label: Do not use while sleeping.
Product: Hair dryer.
How can I possibly dry my hair in my sleep? Oh, I know, I'll somehow use this HAIR DRYER because I am awake and asleep at the same time and somehow conscious enough TO OPERATE IT!
Label: Contents may catch fire.
Product: Blow torch gas bottle.
Yes.
Label: Do not drive with sun shield in place.
Product: Reflective cardboard sun shades for car dashboards.
How in the world could I?
Label: This product may contain eggs.
Product: A carton of eggs.
So THAT'S what those are!
Label: May cause drowsiness.
Product: Nytol sleeping pills.
I'd hope so.
Label: Safety goggles recommended.
Product: Staples's letter opener.
Okay, I'll be careful opening this letter OMIGOSH the, uh, envelope got in my eye!
Label: The Vanishing Fabric Marker should not be used as a writing instrument for signing checks or any legal documents.
Product: W.H. Collins' Vanishing Fabric Markers.
That just sucked all the fun out of it. I do that all the time making out checks to, uh, babies. Babies...in the navy?
Label: Never use a lit match or open flame to check fuel level.
Product: Jet Ski.
Should be followed by: If this was news to you, you are not legally permitted to use this vehicle, or, for that matter, leave the house.
Label: Do not put any person in this washer.
Product: Huebsch Washing Machine.
Uh....I've got to go get Aidan out of a certain washing-machine shaped place.
You can't be too careful.
Label (on website): Do not eat.
Product: Apple's iPod shuffle.
No comment required.
Label: Keep pet birds out of the kitchen when using this product.
Product: Bialetti Casa Italiana's nonstick pans.
WITH NONSTICK PANS?!?!
I thought these were hilarious. The little comments down there are mine, except for the one about the eggs, that one is off the website. And I edited the one they used for the jet ski.
If you want to see these stupid little things for yourself, please got to this link. Okay, enjoy the dumbness!
Also posted today by Cassidy:
Operation: School at God's Writer Girl
Label: Never operate your speakerphone while driving.
Product: Jabra Drive 'N' Talk.
So, uh, how do you operate it?
Label: This product may contain nuts.
Product: Peanuts & Peanut M&Ms.
Thanks for that tip there. I'll keep in mind that your nut-based product may contain nuts.
Label: Do not hold the wrong end of a chainsaw.
Product: Chainsaw.
WHY WOULD I DO THAT?!?!
Label: Do not use while sleeping.
Product: Hair dryer.
How can I possibly dry my hair in my sleep? Oh, I know, I'll somehow use this HAIR DRYER because I am awake and asleep at the same time and somehow conscious enough TO OPERATE IT!
Label: Contents may catch fire.
Product: Blow torch gas bottle.
Yes.
Label: Do not drive with sun shield in place.
Product: Reflective cardboard sun shades for car dashboards.
How in the world could I?
Label: This product may contain eggs.
Product: A carton of eggs.
So THAT'S what those are!
Label: May cause drowsiness.
Product: Nytol sleeping pills.
I'd hope so.
Label: Safety goggles recommended.
Product: Staples's letter opener.
Okay, I'll be careful opening this letter OMIGOSH the, uh, envelope got in my eye!
Label: The Vanishing Fabric Marker should not be used as a writing instrument for signing checks or any legal documents.
Product: W.H. Collins' Vanishing Fabric Markers.
That just sucked all the fun out of it. I do that all the time making out checks to, uh, babies. Babies...in the navy?
Label: Never use a lit match or open flame to check fuel level.
Product: Jet Ski.
Should be followed by: If this was news to you, you are not legally permitted to use this vehicle, or, for that matter, leave the house.
Label: Do not put any person in this washer.
Product: Huebsch Washing Machine.
Uh....I've got to go get Aidan out of a certain washing-machine shaped place.
Label: This product is not intended for use as a dental drill.
Product: Dremel Multipro rotary tools.You can't be too careful.
Label (on website): Do not eat.
Product: Apple's iPod shuffle.
No comment required.
Label: Keep pet birds out of the kitchen when using this product.
Product: Bialetti Casa Italiana's nonstick pans.
WITH NONSTICK PANS?!?!
I thought these were hilarious. The little comments down there are mine, except for the one about the eggs, that one is off the website. And I edited the one they used for the jet ski.
If you want to see these stupid little things for yourself, please got to this link. Okay, enjoy the dumbness!
Also posted today by Cassidy:
Operation: School at God's Writer Girl
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
To make you laugh
It was Abby's birthday on Saturday. Abby's a member of my video group, where we make YouTube videos. We did a special video for her birthday. This one isn't it, but it's her favorite.
Happy birthday, Abby! Ten years old...the big double-digits. Thanks for all that you do for us, gal pal!
Once you're done laughing, you can comment.
Happy birthday, Abby! Ten years old...the big double-digits. Thanks for all that you do for us, gal pal!
Once you're done laughing, you can comment.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Well, there goes a week
Okay, yeah, I know. I gave you blogfest and then didn't post for a week. I've been busy, though. 5-K (or three mile run) training has been taking up all of my bloggin' time! (Yes, I am running a marathon. And to those who are concerned, it is not a diet, it is limiting what I eat)
As most of you know, I go to youth group on most Sundays, and I went (after going to Krista's house) last night. PMike was talking about stewardship (although he was pronouncing it "stewarship" and spelled it like that on the board, I noticed) and about how all the things we have are God's and that we're just taking care of them.
The last thing he pointed out was about our talents. I realize that sometimes, I just write fluff on this blog. He actually completely changed his blog and recreated it. I would love to be able to do that, but this blog isn't a total waste of internet browser and I'd like to keep it. However, I want to do SOMETHING to use my writing for God.
You can find my new CHRISTIAN-BASED blog over at God's Writer Girl, and I'd love it if you could follow. If I don't post on there, I won't post on here. That's my rule. If I want to write, write for God first, then write for you guys. (heh, sorry, you guys)
COMMENT TIME! Tell me what you think of my new blog, or of the whole idea! Since this is a Christian-based post, I will put a cap on the comments. Please don't give me any God-is-just-a-lie stuff, that brings me down. (Not to mention the fact that it is not true) Bye! (I'll try and do better in the posting department)
As most of you know, I go to youth group on most Sundays, and I went (after going to Krista's house) last night. PMike was talking about stewardship (although he was pronouncing it "stewarship" and spelled it like that on the board, I noticed) and about how all the things we have are God's and that we're just taking care of them.
The last thing he pointed out was about our talents. I realize that sometimes, I just write fluff on this blog. He actually completely changed his blog and recreated it. I would love to be able to do that, but this blog isn't a total waste of internet browser and I'd like to keep it. However, I want to do SOMETHING to use my writing for God.
You can find my new CHRISTIAN-BASED blog over at God's Writer Girl, and I'd love it if you could follow. If I don't post on there, I won't post on here. That's my rule. If I want to write, write for God first, then write for you guys. (heh, sorry, you guys)
COMMENT TIME! Tell me what you think of my new blog, or of the whole idea! Since this is a Christian-based post, I will put a cap on the comments. Please don't give me any God-is-just-a-lie stuff, that brings me down. (Not to mention the fact that it is not true) Bye! (I'll try and do better in the posting department)
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Blogfest
Here it is...what you've all been waiting for...
Special thanks to
Pastor Mike
Baby Genevieve
and our live audience of
Corrina
Kaylyn
Felicia
Peter
Special thanks to
Pastor Mike
Baby Genevieve
and our live audience of
Corrina
Kaylyn
Felicia
Peter
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