January 8th

For lack of a more creative title this post is simply January 8th. My dad yelled at me to get up at nine this morning. Then he slammed my door so lout it scared me half to death. I took the decorations off the Christmas tree. I helped my brother chop and stack some firewood. I cooked a Dave's frozen pizza for lunch. It was pepporoni and I added mushrooms. After that I went into town with my brother. We went to the bookstore in the mall. I got a couple of really cute fairy books for cheap because I had a full stamp card for a discount. I also got some shoes to wear with that skirt I got with my mom. Then we came home and I watched the movie Arthur and the Invisibles on t.v. It was actually pretty good. They weren't exactly fairies but they sure did look like it, minus the wings. I wrote another poem called Soldier Boys. You can read in at White Fox: Silver Crow and on my page at fifteen minutes of fiction.