Dissaspointment

Yesterday I totally forgot to post, ending my 24 day streak of Slicing. While I am disappointed that I was not able to do every day in March, I'm still going to keep slicing. It's like this: I know that I won't be able to do every day, but I am still going to try for all but one. I'm not giving up, because I still think I can do it, just minus one day.

Shoes

I have a lot of shoes, but there are only two pairs that I really love. They are my black boots. I have two pairs, and I wear one of them almost every day. I think I like them so much because they are so versatile, and look good with almost everything ( not dresses, skirts or shorts though). It also helps that they are black, because it's a color that basically goes with everything.

 

Snow Day and Meteorologists

On the morning of a snow day, my mom always writes  me and my siblings notes, and comes into our rooms to put them on our nightstands and turn off our alarms. This all happens at about 5:45 am, after she gets the call from Markus that it's going to be a snow day. Usually I wake up when she comes in, and today was no difference. After she left, I looked out the window and there was barley an inch of snow on the ground. My first thought, was that Colorado was turning into Ohio, the tiniest bit of snow, and everything is closed down. I was very confused, but when I woke up there was almost a foot of snow. To get to the point, it's amazing that meteorologists predicted this much snow. They really are amazing, and maybe some time I will do some more research on them. For now though, I'm just happy we got to skip school today!

My Dogs

My family has two dogs right now; Zippi and Olive.They are both bird hunting dogs, but also pets.  Zippi's name is actually short for Tzippora, which means bird in hebrew. Zippi is a brittany, and we have had her ever since she was a puppy. She used to be crazy and chew things up a lot, but when we got Olive, she calmed down, and now her only big fault is counter surfing a lot.
Here is a picture of her:


Olive will be 1 year old on March 26. I'm so excited for her to be an adult, but she is an adorable puppy, so I'm not quite sure if I want her to grow up. I feel like I have a special connection with her especially, because I spent most of the summer hanging out and watching her, while the rest of my family did other things. Olive gets into a lot of trouble, and we just hired a trainer to snap her into shape. She is a German Shorthaired pointer, and a chewing on things she's not supposed to enthusiast. Here is a picture of her: 

Mold

 Yesterday my post was about blue cheese, so hopefully this doesn't sound too repetitive, but I had an experience with mold that I feel like I need to write about. As a disclaimer, I am very grossed out by mold. There's just something about it, along with mildew, that I can't stand. Now onto the story.
 I made this putty out of flour, glue, cornstarch, and water a couple weeks ago, and then I put it in a plastic bag. Yesterday I picked up the bag, and noticed that it's smell was quite pungent. After looking at it, I realized that there was mold growing on it, and while it was totally contained in the bag, it still scarred me. While this might not sound that horrible to some people, I just can't stand mold, so I contemplated for a while if I would ever even recover from the horrible experience. While I think that I will, I will probably never get over my fear/grossedoutness of mold. Here is a picture of the horribleness I had to endure:

The sad thing is, I was to scared to look up just mold in general, so I searched a picture of moldy bread because I knew that it  wouldn't be that bad looking. The mold on my putty was much worse than this, but it gets the idea across. 

Blue Cheese

I hate blue cheese. For one thing, it smells awful. I mean, I have to be approximately 3 feet away from it at all times or the smell makes me gag. The concept of blue cheese also really grosses me out. It's like how some people can't eat mushrooms, because they can't stand the thought that they are eating a fungus. It's the same thing for me with blue cheese. It just grosses me out so much to think about eating mold. While some cheeses like brie have mold as the rind, in blue cheese it is very visible and apparent, so it makes it that much more disgusting. I have never actually eaten blue cheese, so I can't say that I don't like the way it tastes, but I definitely don't like the concept of it, or the smell.

Snowy Wonderland

The wind is cold on my face, turning my nose red and biting at the tips of my ears. The sky is a pale gray color, and small flakes float down from it like angels sent to melt on the tip of my tongue. All the trees are dusted with a delicate white, and only a few lone blades of grass poke up from the blanket that covers everything. Around me, small children play, sliding this way and that on the slippery ice that is embellished everywhere. Today is a magical day, where everyone is having fun and playing in the snow. Little girls pretend to be fairies, and boys roll down hills. This is what life should be. A magical wonderland, where everyone is peaceful and having fun.