Blog test

I realized that I am relying mostly on mom's expertise to get
me to my blog. She's made this convenient little link at our
g-mail accounts. I have no idea how to get to my blog without it.
This blog is a test to see if I can blog to mom's website through
this way. I am terribly sorry if anyone thought this one might be
interesting.

Walk the walk

Grandma Nancy managed to drag us on a "2" mile walk.

 It was actually 4 miles! She said it just slipped her

mind! The trail is long, flat, and very curvy. The sun was

 hot and unrelenting. The road was dusty and dry.

Yade yade yada. Grandma also said that it was a

pleasant  LITTLE walk. After that, she did what she 

calls shopping. Even though there was a mall, 

she just took us around to big stores and stuff .

It was over soon. Speaking of soon, we are 

going  to leave her house soon on a plane to Tahoe. 

Squaw Valley. My grandparents. I'm sorry that this is

 such a short blog but I don't really have much to say. 

More updates on my family trio coming soon.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

swimming fun

When I first saw the La Conner swimming pool,

I almost didn't believe it. It was a huge pool with

a diving board, a slide, a buoy swing, a climbing

wall, and lots of floatys.

 

When I entered, the

water was cool and refreshing. First thing, I tried

the slide. It was a blue and swirly masterpiece.

Only 2 swirls though. I climbed up the too long stair

and stared at the loud, blue, gaping hole in front

of me. Also a few shrieking kid's fat buts.

When it was finally my turn, I grabbed on to the bar

and swung in. I shot down the slide on my shoulder

blades and ankles. I couldn't keep my mouth open.

I was shrieking the entire way. When I reached the

bottom, it was like a cannonball. SPLASH!!!

I inhaled water and emerged spluttering in front

of the ladder. And I did it again.

 

Finally I got tired of it and moved on to the diving

board. First  try I slipped and landed stumoch

down on the water. Wincing I got back up on to the

ladder. I didn't want to dive anymore.

Next up, the buoy swing. When I caught it and swung,

 I was so

suprised, I forgot to get my legs up and dragged

through the water. Undiscouraged I tried again

and did much better.

Last but not least, the

climbing wall. OK. I take that back, it is the

least. You can't hold on to the handles.

I got as high as my ankles and fell backward.

Time to move back to the slide.

 

The rest of my time at the pool was pretty

much the same. At the end, I was so waterlogged

I couldn't see straight. I took that as the cue to

leave.

peace

One of the most peaceful places I've ever been
is called La Conner. My grandparents, Nancy
and George Conger, along with Nancy's mother,
Helena, live there. Their house is a quiet, pleasent,
soft place. The windows are big and rather thick,
making the light that goes in, glow. There are two
floors. The master bedroom, kichen, bathroom1 and 2,
office, lounge, garage, living room, and porch are
on that floor. There is a carpeted stairway leading
downstairs to the T.V. room,baththroom 3, Helena's
room, guest room, and basement. Outside there is
a big grassy yard with a lot of plants and flowers.
The yard wraps around the back and side, with a
cement pavement for the cars in the front.
Grandma Nancy is one of the best cooks I know
and Grandpa George always has something to say.
He's like mom. More updates on my family trio,
coming soon.