'Her Children Will Rise Up and Call Her Blessed...'

Proverbs 31:28: "Her children will arise and call her blessed.."

I don't know if you know, but my mother is a single mother. My mother is a working mother. My mother is a homeschool mother. My mother is a mother of four.

My mother is a blessing from God.

I know, from your view, your mom is much better. But, no. My mother can only be the best mother for me. God really knew what he was doing when he stuck a crazy, insecure, head-in-the-clouds-type-of-girl with my mom, a sensible, thoughtful and wise woman, who, even though she has her flaws, makes everything worth while.

Lately, school has been killing me, since I missed two weeks from being sick. I nearly had a break down today. I was almost crying, which made me upset, which made the tears worse, so on and so forth..., but my amazing mother, the woman I call blessed, sent me this e-mail just hours ago:

 Lia,I am very proud of you for trying to do your work independently. You have tried very hard to understand and do things on your own. But trying to do it all on your own is causing you a great deal of stress, which makes doing schoolwork very difficult. As you have seen with your breathing, your health is affected by the way you handle stress. Therefore we must find positive ways for you to deal with the challenges in your life. There will always be challenges, both good (wow! I get to drive!)and bad (oh no! I ran out of gas!) so it's important to learn ways to approach these things in your life. As for your school work, remember: Mr. B----- doesn't set your grades, I do. Therefore, the worst that can happen is you turn stuff in late, or you do poorly on the final exam. Even these situations can be amended. If you do poorly on the exam, you can be retested. They do it all the time in public school. SO---take a deep breath and work your plan. Do what you can and leave the rest to God. Don't beat yourself up or use negative thoughts. In fact, if you feel really upset, quote Bible verses out loud or use simple thoughts to change how you look at things. Instead of "I can't do this", think "I will work on this bit by bit until it is done." Instead of "I can't understand", think "If I don't understand, I can ask others for help." or "Sometimes new information is hard to understand for everybody. I will work on understanding in sections and will ask for help."These things are true!!!I am smart.I am capable.I am a hard worker.I am creative.I can ask for help.I can make mistakes and then learn from them.I can remain calm and think about ways to solve a problem. Do not panic. Look at each day, not at all the days ahead, and balance yourself in that day. Thank God for what happens in that day. I love you very much and I will not be mad at you if you ask for help. We are in this together;  you are NOT alone. And you will do fine, I promise. You take care of yourself--enough sleep, exercise, sunshine, nutritious food, daily medicines/supplements, and one thing to look forward to each day. Also, a few minutes in the Bible and in prayer each and every day. The rest will fall into place. Love, Mom 

I love you mom, I really do.

I promise to get you that house you want, no matter what.

From left to right: My Aunt Jean, my Mom, Uncle Arthur, Aunt Julie. [I DO NOT OWN THIS PICTURE.]

Love,

Lia

Last Night and Life Ahead!

Last night was so much fun. I was expecting it to be fun, but not THAT fun. Not only did I get to spend time with Grace, a friend I haven't been able to hang out with in forever, but I knew a bunch of people at the 'Crystal Ball', I felt pretty confident, and I learned how to Tango, Polka, sort of Waltz, or something like that, and Salsa.

Grace came over around four and we got ready. She wore one of the cutest outfits ever!

Is that not amazingly cute? You can't convince me otherwise. Anyway, after Grace, my mother and I were ready to leave we chugged on over [haha] to my brother and his wife's house. We had an amazing dinner of Shish-kabobs, mashed potato and apple crisp type stuff. xD Before dinner though, I forced Grace to go out into their back yard and let me take pictures of her. Grace is a very, very cold model in these pictures but, hey, she still did a good job!

Isn't she beautiful? :D

I can't decided if I like it better in color, or in sepia!

Natural model gaze going on, right? :DDD

Grace's true personality shining through. I got one of these looks every other picture. I'm use to it. :]

Pretty, pretty, pretty! And you better freakin' BELIEVE IT, GRACE!

Guys drop dead when she walks by. Okay, no, not really...although they should. xD

So sweet in pictures, but she's actually a mean little midget. I mean, I love you Grace!!!!

Hmm, I don't know why I love this picture some much. :D

 I was successful in getting, if I may say so, great pictures of Grace. I admit I used an editor to give them a warmer tint, but other than that, most of them, I don't think, have been tampered with. :]

Both of us were rocking some pretty awesome shoes.

Our outfits went pretty well together and our shoes were a LOT alike, actually. You can see the tomboy in me because I, of course, have a nice cut on my foot from running around! xD

Best buds have the best shoes. 

Anyway, after we ate we all went to the Ball, including my brother and sister-in-law, who looked fabulous. At the Ball they were teaching anybody who wanted to do all these different kinds of dances. Aaron and Emily danced every single time, never sitting down. They seemed to have a ball, no pun attended. Okay, yes, pun attended.

My friend Paige, from my CC class, was there, along with two guys from our class too. Friends, Matthew and Sarah, from a local Students For Life group that my Students For Life group is in contact with were there. And, a church friend, David, was there. I recognized a few other kids there, but didn't know them well enough to talk to them much.

Paige had the cutest little brother ever. He has just about every girl, older than ten, wrapped around his finger. He's already a charmer, wooing just about every girl.

Paige. I'm sorry, ever picture I got of her , she was making funny faces...at her food. 

Elijah! :D

I danced with Grace once. I was the gentleman that time. Then I danced with Paige to the polka. Since both the lady and gentleman had the same moves we just danced and giggled, since in this dance a lot of skipping, stomping and jumping was required and we were in heels. Needless to say, I bet we looked like fools! And I'm completely fine with that.

Then, after everyone took a break, Paige and I forced the two guys from our class to dance with us. Well, I shouldn't say forced because when we told them they had to dance with us they just shrugged, which wasn't what we were expecting.

When the dancing started back we went over with our 'partners' and waited to be told what we were doing. One of the guys turns to us and says, "If it's the tango, I'm quitting."

Right after he says this the lady announces, "We're doing the tango next!"

Paige and I burst out laughing. I told them, they ether dance with us or with one another. They didn't seem to like ether idea. xD Anyway, we learned how to tango. I hate to say it, but my dance partner caught on quicker than me. I just use the excuse that, since I was the girl, I had to walk backwards.

Later on, Paige and I learned how to Salsa, which I must say was the easiest for me. Paige and I are killer dancers! Even out in the hall way, on our way to the bathroom, we danced around. I'm also proud of myself because I Shanay turned half-way down the hallway with out running into a wall. I've got skill, right? xD

So, the whole night was a blast. I couldn't have asked for anything better! I hope you all had a great weekend too!

Over the weekend, I realized that I, mostly, still maintain my tomboy self while being girly at times. Not like being girly is bad, at all. It can be fun! I guess it's just strange for me since I'm use to be FAR, FAR from girly. My wardrobe use to consist of soccer shorts and soccer tee-shirts. [Could you tell I use to love soccer?] Occasionally, even now, you'll find me with shoes. I'm strange. I love finding cute shoes, but I hate wearing them. Funny, isn't it?

Well, I'll finally end this really long post!

Love,
Lia


All photos copyrighted [C] to Magnolia House Productions/Lia Day

I'm Acting Like A Girl...

Yes, guys...I'm acting like a girl. I was excited over a new pair of shoes. Just in case you didn't know this: I don't do things like that. I'm one of those girls who doesn't go shopping much, tries to look good but gives up because she doesn't care enough, and is color blind when it comes to clothing.

But, shoes, I love shoes. I actually LIKE high-heels. Every since I started dancing I've been able to walk, even jump around, in them. I like shoes.

xD

So, I had to get shoes for the Crystal Ball, which is happening this Saturday. [Yes, I get to go to Protcol and the Crystal Ball! :D:D:D:D] We went to the only actual shoe store in our small, small town, Shoe Show. I found the cutest shoes. Ever.

I took pictures of them, just for you guys to see. Warning: from some angels they look like granny shoes, which was what I first thought when I saw them in the box. Looks can be deciving, because they're so CUTE on.

It's not a bow, it's a knot. Who would have thought THAT could be so cute?

They're great models. ;]

I also give you pictures of the dress I'm wearing to the Crystal Ball. It looks boxy when it's not on somebody. I admit it though, on--it looks amazing, even on me. Thank you Miss J. [My boss] for giving me this dress!

See, it looks like it would make you look all fat, but it's actually sliming. :D

A better view of the pattern.
[c] to Magnolia House Productions/Lia Day

*Sigh* Okay, I'll stop acting like a girl. It's freaking me out. I'll have pictures of the dress I'm wearing to Protocol tonight soon too. :D

Tell me, what's one thing that brings out one side of you that you don't like? Like, for me, it's being girly. It's like a cheese grater to the forehead to me, and I don't know why. *Sigh* [Once again.]

Anyway, I'm excited! I'm getting ready to start straightening my hair! One down side to being interracial[If your one of those people who DON'T know what that is, take a nice long look at the word.]: having afro hair mixed in with just about every other type of hair there is. Plus side: My skin tone can go with all the bright colors you white people can't pull off. ;]

Hmm, maybe if the Saxons knew that about the Africans there would have been no slavery...
[Just so you know, I'm joking here. Joking. xD]

Well, toodles!
Lia

I Changed It, Yes I Did.

Well, yeah, I changed my blog look. Again.

I wasn't dealing with the old 'look' well and found I liked it like this much, much more. No anger.
Anyway, I figured I'd update you on myself, the Suffocating Blogger. No, actually, I'm doing just fine for the most part and don't plan on dying [Haha, famous last words, right?] anytime soon.

My mom set up another appointment for me today when I did not get better. Basically, the doctor, who was kind of baffled himself, believes that it's just my seasonal allergies kicking my butt. Badly. He gave me some medicine, allergy medicine, that gives me hope that my up-coming busy weekend will not be totally ruined. You see, I was [And still am for the most part.] upset about being sick because I might miss a several events coming up. Protocol, The Human Race and the Crystal Ball. Out of all of those the one I DIDN'T want to miss was Protocol. It's a formal event for students, to put it simply.

Sadly, that is FRIDAY night, which means I'm running out of time to get better. I plan to bounce back tomorrow. Although that might be MY plan, I don't know if it's GOD's plan. I've been praying and I'm pretty confident that God will take care of me, no matter what. Right? I know for sure I won't be doing the Human Race, which is a walk for non-profits. I only raised about 25 bucks. I didn't put in a lot of effort but I do think something is better than nothing! Haha!

So, that's that.
The weather here is amazing! It's been up in the 80's. Yes, the 80's. Bliss. I love warm weather, although you WILL hear me complaining about it being hot. Trust me, I love this weather. Although, I've been kind of bound to being on my butt while I'm out. This weather reminds me the summer, sweet summer, is only a couple steps away and I just have to hold out till then. For now, I will settle with taking pictures that look all warm and spring-like.

(c) Magnolia House Prod./Lia Day

I'm going to make this post longer and talk about the twenty-trillion movies I've watched over the past few days. I bet we've just paid everyone who works for Redbox! Anyway, since Monday I've been sitting on my butt watching movies because that's just about all I CAN do. So far, I've liked just about two movies out of all of them and that was one I had already seen, Despicable Me.

After Despicable Me I watched Takers:

Sucked, why? Because, it's just another I-Want-A-Movie-Full-Of-Shooting-But-I-Don't-Care-About-The-Plot-Or-Characters-And-Add-A-Bunch-Of-Useless-Cussing. That sums it up. The action scenes weren't even exciting. The cussing just seemed thrown in there at the wrong moments. And, they kill the cutest guy in the movie first. How lame does it get?

Next it was The Tourist:

The only good part in this movie, to me, is Johnny Depp playing Frank, an awkward nerd. It's one of those movies that just wants to be what everyone is looking for but it ISN'T. It wants the 'mysterious' and 'action', mixed with romance and comedy feel and it only came off as...I don't know, a Nice-Try-But-You-Failed type of movie. I think they could have done better, but it was nice for a few laughs! [Wow, I'm just being all cynical over here. Well, I'm being HONEST.]

Next on the list, Unstoppable.

Finally, a movie I loved. Beware: Suspense is HIGH. My mom was clawing the back of the couch and I sat upright just about the whole time. It was a great movie, and got you attached to the characters with out knowing much about them. I also liked the lighting. I know, that sounds strange but it's true. When the movie ended, my heart rate was super high and was slowly going down. You have about five heart attacks every minute. I like. :]

The last movie is...*drumroll*...Red.

It was funny. It was unbelievable [not in a good way].So, a fifty-fifty on it. I want to say they were making fun of Shoot 'Em Up spy movies, which have been coming out A LOT lately. Well, let's just HOPE they are, right? Overall, if I had to tell you in one word..., it wouldn't be a word. It would be: Meh. [Or, I'd just shrug.]

There. Those are the movies I've been sitting on my butt and watching. I also broke out the 'Fresh Prince of Bel-Air: Season One', which I always do when I'm sick. It's a wonderful laugh and, hey, I love Will Smith. Him and his huge ears. :]

Well, my friends. I'm going to go read before I go to bed! Goodnight!

Lia

Monday's Have A Curse

I think I agree with Garfield. I'm starting to hate Mondays.

I woke up this morning and I felt like someone was pressing down on my chest. I was having trouble breathing and it was freaking me out. And my back ached, and so did my chest. When I told my mom how I felt she couldn't think of anything else except pneumonia.

So, she tried to contact our local doctors office, but couldn't reach them. She figured they must be busy. I was suppose to work today. My mom called my boss and asked if I could come in late, explaining what was going on. My wonderful boss said that was just fine. My mom got herself ready, since she had just rolled out of bed herself, and then we headed over to the doctors office, which is about two blocks away from my house.

By then, it felt like someone was squeezing my chest and I ached and hurt. I'll admit; I was scared. We got into the doctors office. It was busy like my mom expected, but we were able to get an appointment, with my least favorite doctor, that is. But, hey, we're not complaining. At least we got to see a doctor. The lady checked my lungs, ears, nose and throat. The nurse got strep and flu test. I got an X-ray. Guess what they said I have?

I just have a cold, according to them.

I wanted to slap the lady, reallyyyy hard, when she said that because I was in a LOT of pain. By then the pain had moved down to my stomach and it sucked. A lot.

My chest had been feeling funny ever since. I'm frustrated because I can't go to school tomorrow. This means I'm just going to be farther behind in school work! And, I feel fine one second and the next I feel bad again.

Sigh. Well, I'm done complaining.

I hope you ALL have had a wonderful Monday, even if they do suck. Make 'em no suck, okay?

Lia

Check The News

So, I'm reallllly bad on keeping up with what's going on out in the world. I feel bad, because, at times like this, I can be oblivious. I've tried making FoxNews my home page, but it just doesn't help. I easily skip over it.

It wasn't till I got a chat from my friend, Kayla, did I hear about this:

FoxNews- Qaddafi's Air Defenses 'Severely Disabled' Following Military Strikes

I guess I should check the news more, right? I was busy watching Batman Begins with my mom....

LIA

If We Ain't Got No Tolls, We Ain't Got No Rolls!

Robin Hood: Men in Tights, one of the best movies ever. [If you're lost: my blog post title came from the movie!]

Lately, since the weather has been so nice, I've been taking a LOT of photography with my amazing camera! Last week, my mom and I went on a walk and I took my camera. We took our dog, Luna along. 

I also got the chance to take pictures of our neighbors hyper, car-chasing dog. I don't know his name, but he's  beautiful. He would have been an even better model if he stood still. 

At one point, while we were walking towards the 'Downtown' area, so I could take pictures of the old-timey shops, we were visited by a sweet, gray cat. He let me pet him, then as soon as he was done, he strutted away. This cat was also a natural model. He'd stop and pose, and my word, his eyes were amazing. It's like they had a voice of their own. 

It was a nice walk, full of fun photography!

Also, the other night I decided to take pictures of a few of my stuffed animals. I have this HUGE, old baby crib that is full to the brim with stuffed animals. Let's just say I use to be a stuffed animal enthusiast.  :]

WunderMunkee, my super hero.

Sock Monkey! One of the three my brother Aaron made, long ago. He had one without eyes, one without ears, and the other without a mouth, which is the one I have. 

Rosie or Rosey, depends. It's strange though..., I've always seen it as a guy dog... 

Most of my stuffed animals don't have names because I can never remember them all. This is one of them. xD

There a plenty more, but they will do for now. 

Finally, I show you pictures of a warm day, with flowers blooming everywhere.  

I'm loving this weather, a lot. It was in the 70's today, if I'm right. Oh, how I miss summer and it's lively ways...

And, yes, a few of the photos, the ones from the walk, were edited for a little better lighting. :]

Lia

All photos © to Lia Day/The Magnolia House Productions 

Release of the Paper Tigers

And here it is...

[I begin to change tenses. I've been doing that lately. WHAT THE CRAP IS WRONG WITH THAT?!?! Anyway...]

"A character, my character. I have a ton of those. In fact, I don't even remember all the characters I've made, that's how many. I tapped my fingers on my laptop keyboard, like if I tapped them they'd awake and tell me what to write. Of course, my keys stayed asleep and let me do all the work. Lazy bums. I guess I hit them enough that they deserve a rest, right?
Anyway, back to the dilemma. I was startled by a video chat alert coming from Skype. I blinked. Who was Trigger108? How did they get on my contact list? I pulled up the chat window and was greeted with the familiar face of none other than, Trig, one of my favorite characters I've ever made. I choke on my own spit and head into a coughing fit.
“Don't act so shocked. For pete's sake, I come from you,” No greeting, just commandments. Sounded just like Trig. I stare at my computer screen for a second, sure that this is just a trick. Trig rolls her big, brown eyes and blows a bubble with her bright pink gum. She glances over her shoulder before turning back to me.
“I can't take long, you know, all that saving world crap, but I just wanted to tell you: choose me.” She says, pushing one of her black curls out of her face, but it falls right back down into her line of sight, just like in my story.
“I'm not sure who I'm going to write about...”
“Well, now you know. Me.” she snapped. Someone calls in the background but she ignores them, rolling her eyes at whoever it was. My guess was Numb, but it could quite possibly be Tar too. I shake my head and laugh.
“I don't know Trig. Andorea is a good pick too, and she's all mysterious.”
Trig's eyes narrow and nearly shoot bullets at me. I shudder and look away. I made one creep character, I almost feel bad for Numb and Rat, her brothers. I pick up a pencil from my desk and twirl it around my fingers as Trig launches into a mini-rant.
“I hope you realize that Andorea,” Trig growls, “Is just a crappier me! Anyway, I was your first kick-butt story character who was in a story with an actual plot. Andorea has nothing on me. Anyway, isn't she a dramatic? From what I understand she needs to take a freaking chill-pill before she burst.” “Wait,” I interrupt, “ You've read that story?” “Of course, idiot! I'm in your head, am I not?” It felt strange to hear Trig, my creation, talk about my other stories. In fact, it was down right creepy. It almost gave me chills. How would you react if you doodled a stick man and, all of a sudden, he jumps of the page and yells, “Hey, Bill, give me some freaking clothes! I'm not some wried-o nudest!” “But, then how are you Skypeing me?” I ask, confused.
“I dunno, you tell me. I'm guessing because you're insane,” “Am not!”
Trig smirks and lean backs into her chair. She crosses her arms and ask, “So, have we come to an agreement?” “I don't know...” “Good grief! You're always leaving me in suspense! You quit my story. Do you know that makes me feel? Well, I feel abandoned. I want to know what happens to all of us, Numb, Rat, Tar, Izzy and I? And why the heck is Cross dead? Way to make me depressed. And, just so you know, we're all in limbo over here, since you, our creator, has quit on us!”
I swallowed. She was right, she was so right. “I see, Trig. But I'm caught up in two other stories right now.” I apologize, even though I know it won't do any good. Trig set her jaw and glares at me for a moment. I can feel another rant coming on. “Oh, I see. Kyra and Akita are way more important that little, old me, sitting in limbo.” she says through clenched teeth. I sigh, Trig was a pain, this I knew when I created her, but I didn't know she was this bad.
“No, Trig...” “Yes, that's how you see it. Well, the least you could do is write this little Release of Lia's Crappy writing about me. Just saying,” I nod. Again, she's right. I look down at the clock for an excuse to leave. Yes! I have to get ready for dance soon.
“I know,” Trig mummers, “You got to go to dance. But, just remember me every once and a while, okay?” I feel bad for Trig. I give her a sympathetic smile.
“Of course ,Trig.” There's a long sigh for the other end and I see Trig reach for the computer mouse. Before she's able to exit out video chat I blurt out, “Hey, Trig. Just remember, you'll always, always hold a special place in my heart. Being my first kick-butt character and all.” A small smile twitches at Trigs lips. Right before she exits the chat I here her say, “Good Lord, don't be so sappy.” I laugh, I couldn't love Trig more."

I hope you like. :D 

A Update From The Land Of Lia

Land Of Lia is 'lol'..., how nice!

Well, I know I haven't posted in a while. That might be due to the fact that I've been ether reading, writing, doing schoolwork, working or sleeping. I haven't been as much  of a computer-gazer as I'm known to be. In other words; I haven't been sitting in front of the computer for most of my day, instead, I've gotten back into my favorite habit. Reading books, a long lost love.

I seemed to be stuck there for a while. No, forever. Not since school started. Do you know how long that is? SIX FREAKIN' MONTHS!!!! That's how long! I've been craving a new, exciting, good-smelling [Yes, I smell books. Don't judge.] book since a half past forever. Although, the book I got from B&N last Thursday wasn't that good of a book, I ate it up. Yesterday, I sat down with it and just tore into it. I was so happy. Oh, I guess I should tell you which book it is, right? It's I Am Number Four by 'Patticus Lore'. The book was okay, I guess. It was nothing amazing and, for me, it was easy to guess what happens next, but I'm known be like that with every book.

The beginning is pretty slow, but you have a lot to learn about 'Number Four', who in this book, goes by John Smith. I got annoyed with all the generic names, like Sarah, Mark and Sam. The only one who had a semi-cool name was, Henri, who had to be one of my favorite characters.

The amazing thing though, is that I chose which book to buy at B&N in about, I don't know, thirty seconds. Never, ever, has it taken me that quick. Never. Usually it takes me at least a good fifteen minutes to half a hour. I know, call me ridiculous, but there are so many choices. So many books that are waiting there, ready for me to open them up and dig deep down into their pages and stay there for a while. Just thinking about it makes me want to smile.

Since I have no new book to pick up, I'm rereading this book called, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie. The book gives me some good laughs, but there a lot of parts I could do with out. The overall plot line, and what you learn [sort of], is good. In the end, you take a few things away, like don't drink [sounds cliche, but in the book--it's not.], don't let your families disabilities hold you down, and you don't have to be who other people want you to be, reach for bigger things. Okay, I realize that sound realllly sappy, but in this book it isn't. At all.

I really like the cartoons too, they keep the book light, even in the really, really sad parts of the book. I enjoy some of the drawings in there too, because they make the character come alive a little more, and like the main character says; the speak to you in a way that sometimes words can't. Although, they're not all sentimental, they can give you a good idea what Junior, the main character, is thinking.

After reading it though, I'm kind of shocked that the library recommend this to teens. That's the only reason I picked it up. But, like I said, it has some good points in there that aren't said in sappy cliches, but actually kind of--move you.

Okay, enough talk about books. It's making me want to write when I actually have to continue to work on my Black Holes research paper. Dear Lord, help me. This paper is going to be the death of me because I keep on procrastinating on it.

Oh, crap. I have to debate tomorrow, too. Good grief, good golly. Actually, I don't know if I'm going to Classical tomorrow. I came home from work today and threw up, breakfast and lunch. It was nasty, that's all I got to say. Anyway, I'm not feeling too great right now, but I got to work on my paper and debate because I might go to school tomorrow. I hate having to work when I don't feel good, I feel like I should be laying around, but I already took a nap.

Oh, and I was tagged, on Facebook, on this Release the Paper Tigers thing. I really want to do it, but I'm too scared to actually share my writing with people I know and who aren't my close friends. So, I decided I'd do it on a blog post first to see what you guys think. The last clip of writing I put up here was far and beyond terrible. Hopefully this one will be better.

Well, my Black Hole paper awaits! Toodles!

With Much Love,
Lia

The Battle is raging and we need your help!

William Moseley or Jeremy Sumpter?

The battle between Kendra, Cassidy and me is raging! Cassidy and I say William Moseley, King of Cuteness, but Kendra says Jeremy Sumpter, who looks better older than younger.

We need YOUR help in the war. Tell us who you think is better on Kendra's Blog.
Also, take a look around her blog if you don't already. She freakin' rocks.

So, take up your sword of choice in this battle! :D

Which is better?

Him?

Disclaimer: I'm not saying Jeremy is NOT good looking, because heck yes he is!

Or him?

You decide. [Insert dramatic music.]
:D

Lia