Slow Summer

We haven't done anything special. I will tell you one thing, we have not partied nearly as much as last year. Not that I am complaining. Just don't expect me to tell you great stories of parties, thats all. Dakota has been taking Drivers Ed for the past month or so. He is an OK driver. Mom and Daddy are starting up their "My Last Fat Summer" program again, and have started doing crossfit. Our yard has become infested with bees. Jesse went outside and sprayed down a bunch of giant hives that are filled with angry wasps. Dakota won the Biggest Loser contest and got $500 bucks, lucky him. I got my DSi and now owe Dakota $65 bucks because I only payed for $110 of it. Not that I am complaining. Luckily I have job. I got $10 for cleaning Vicki G's upstairs and had to pay Kota half of it. It has been too dang hot to do anything fun outside becuase it is too miserable out there. Our pool has ran into problem after problem. This week Aunt Puala and Raine are moving over here. They will be across the street from us. It will be super fun with them over here. When they get over here we will float the river. Ashlyn and Shelby have been on vacay since June, and I have missed both of them a lot. Ashlyn is coming back today and Shelby will be here on Saturday.

The Icky Nose

I'm sick! I'm sick! I cough, and I sneeze and I feel weak. Its awful! Horrible! Terrible!
I do not feel like blogging right now. my neck hurts. To make it worse the skin on my nose has gone raw from me blowing it! Gross!

THE TADPOLE SNATCHERS

Do you remember those summer days when there was nothing to do but play on Facebook until your mom kicked you off because you 'weren't going to spend you summer like that'? Well, I do. In fact, that happened today. So of course after I am banned from Facebook I go outside and wash my bike until it is sparkling. Then I spray some rust stuff on it, and pump up the tires and decorate it with stickers. I try to take it for a joy ride, but Mr. Nobody broke my brakes and my tires made a funny noise. So I get off and think of other things to do. I go to the pool. It just got filled up. It is still really dirty, and I find out that the tube that goes to the filter that is connected to our pool broke loose from the filter and so I screw on what I thought was the correct hose and go tell dad. Well, dad comes out and tells me I needed to put the white hose on the filter not the black one. Then its fine again. But I'm still bored so I catch tadpoles. By then, Jesse's Facebook time had expired, too. So he also caught tadpoles. Our conversation went like this.
"Whoo! I got two!
"There are no tadpoles over here."
"Whoa, thats a big fella."
So I see a red floaty ring and I throw it on the pool and tell Jesse that the first person who throws a tadpole in the middle gets fifty points. He says its unfair because I'm closer and so I move over to where he is- the ladder. We go back and forth, throwing tadpoles when Jess falls in. He only went in to his waist, but he was worried about his phone. So was I. Then our game is over.

THE END

Conqering a Milestone

On July 6th, at 10:04 p.m., yours truly conquered a great milestone. I beat my mother at scrabble.
It was a close game. I had just added an "N" to a corner with an "A" under and to the right. I was out of peices. So was Mom. The score was Cheyenne: 303 Mom: 273. I had beaten her by 30 points.
You may think its silly. You may think its weird. But at that moment I was proud, proud, proud, proud, proud. I want to thank my hand, for drawing the "X" and the "Z" and the "J". I also want the thank my brain for seeing the word "GENETIC" and "PAJAMA". Thank you body parts. Okay, goodbye.