Showing posts with label Olivia Parker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Olivia Parker. Show all posts

Con mas palabras de espanol (I can't figure out how to get the little squiggly thing above the n)

Hiyah!  


So today I thought I would throw in a few Spanish words here and there and see if you can figure out what they significa.  Mom says the grammar isn't all correct, and some of the spelling might be off--that's Spanglish for you.


Let's see...


The nueva album sounds really cool.  I'm glad the Odyssey personas didn't put in any of the REALLY embarassing stuff.  I call it reality radio, but the shows aren't completely true to vida.  For example, they included  all the clips of Eugene running from the birds, and that really cool mariachi band that played in our front yard, in album cincuenta y uno.  Some stuff that didn't make in into the album would be Olivia's fights with Mom about the peanut mantequilla and gum (you don't want to know), or Connie tripping and knocking the Mayor into the fountain.  Stuff like that; and even more that I can't even mention if I want to grow up to be a famous footbal player someday--or even if I want to grow up at all!  If something doesn't help the story they want to tell, they don't include it.  Of course, Matthew's voz is changed just a little bit.  It sounds a little lower.  Who knows how long he'll last on the show.  Poor muchachos--they always lose their AIO voice parts when they grow up!


In other news, I'm so excited about the "Ventilador del techo" people showing up here any day.  Matthew especially wants to meet Phil, Ethan, and James the Intern.  How many semanas do you think it will take them to find us?  We could just tell them, but that would ruin all the fun.  


Gracias for voting in the last poll, but it didn't work.  When the poll was closed I went to my padre and said, "Dearest Father, how may I assist you today?  I want to do whatever makes YOU happy."  HE said, "Well, thank you very much Camilla.  You can help me by weeding the garden.  BUT: we still are not going to Bermuda."  He had seen the poll.  Dad's are muy inteligente.  


So we're not going to Bermuda.  But I would still like to know where YOU are going to take your vacaciones


Until the next time I get bored enough to escribir... 

My Life Last Week

First: Matthew posted on my blog.  :(


Tuesday: 
Tests at school.  I think I did okay, but I'm really SLOW at Math.
Soccer.  We won!  Afterwards we had ice cream at Whit's End.  Connie was trying to get Whit to let her cut his hair.  He didn't.

Wednesday: 
School.  I decided to stay really still on our back porch with seeds in my hand and see if the chipmunks would come to me.  But it took FOREVER and they wouldn't come.  After five minutes I gave up.

Thursday:
Olivia tried to write a song on the guitar.  Muy mal.  I wore earplugs. 

Friday:
My ears were sore.  The last day of school!  We had a field day and I won the sprinting race.  Then some friends came over and we played soccer.

Saturday:
We got a package from my Aunt Rosalita, with a thank you note, pictures from her honeymoon, and some Mexican candy that is Mom's favorite.  I still like Snickers better.  Mom was very surprised.  

Sunday:
Sunday School and church.  Mr. Whitaker taught about the parable of the sower.  And I quoted my 20th verse:  "And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ." Philippians 1:6  I like that verse.  "He" means God, and that is neat that He is doing something good in me.

Today: 
We are having a fiesta tonight.  Well, just grilling out.  But I think the Jones are coming over, and Red.  Other than that I can do whatever, so I am writing this blog.  

Tomorrow:
We get to hear samples from the next album, from the Odyssey people.  I hope I don't sound too weird!