The Other Day...

The other day, I figured out that if I found a job that pays minimum wage (just over $7/hour), and that job gave me 3 hours, 5 days a week, I would make $100 every week, minus $10 tithe. $90 a week times 4 weeks is $360 dollars per month. Times 12 months in a year equals $4,320 each year. I know that's not much to all of you who make more than that, but someone like me, who only gets $5 per week, I'd say that $4,000 is a bit more.
Any guesses as to what I'd do with the first $200 I earn? (Just for the sake of fun, let's say that I'm going to use that two-hundred right away, shall we?) One of those small laptops they show in the commercials. Yeah, it's smallish, but it'd be mine. No more "get off, it's my turn," no more "but you need to get off because I have schoolwork..." More blogging, more chatting with friends, more emails.....ahhhhhh.
If only I could find that job.....
~Miss Moneybags~

P.S. Since I forgot/didn't have time/didn't have space for the 100th Post Party in my last post...















PARTAY!!!!!
CAKE!!!
LOUD MUSIC, DANCING, AND FESTIVITIES!!
Don't worry about the mess, invite some of your friends over! We've got room for them all!

Dance like no one is looking, sing like no one can hear...wherever Kiwi goes, that's where the party's at!

No awards yet, but they will be arriving shortly!

Oh, and my blog's first birthday was on the 10th. I can't believe I forgot to mention it! So, you know what we need to do now, don't you? Of course you do!
DOUBLE PARTAY!!!!!!!!!
MORE CAKE AND FESTIVITIES AND DANCING AND ALL THAT FUN STUFF!
Alright!
~Kiwi da Partayer~

Blah Blah Blah, Yackety Yack Yack Yack, Yammer Yammer......(aka "Another Boring Post That Few Shall Actually Read")

That's an encouraging title, isn't it? I should rename it. I'll try to make it sound exciting, and make you want to read it b'cuz it looks interesting, and then squash your hopes with yet another dry, boring post. :D Yes, it would be mean and misleading, but last time I checked, it's a Free Blogosphere, people! If you got a problem wi' dat, you'll just have ta deal wid it!

Note to those who may not have read my blog before and may be slightly scared by that first paragraph: Don't worry, I'm just in a slightly stinky mood, which doesn't happen often. Continue reading and relax.

Someone (who shall remain anonymous, but she commented in the last post) told me that the 'Guess the Song' game was too hard. I admit, I tried to make it difficult, but I suppose other people just don't know their songs well enough to sing them all the way through and pick out the obscure phrases I used. So, you peeps have two choices:

1: Go back and try to figure out the songs, or

2: Wait for my next post, where I shall post slightly more well-known phrases from the same songs, but if you guess there you'll only get half the points.

3: (I know, I said 2 choices, but I changed my mind!) Just don't play.

Whatever you want. "The Reader is *Almost* Always Right!" is my motto.

We have passed the 100 comment mark in our Comment Blitz of Avalon, but methinks we are all getting bored with it. I know I'm starting to. Isn't that an awful thing? Getting tired of a movement you started? It's like.......*tries to come up with a good example*.........Skittles getting tired of watching Monk. Now that would be sad. (I know, that's not a perfect example, but I can't think of anything else.) I might start copying the comments from earlier this Blitz and re-using them on the same post. Can't you imagine Avalon's surprise when she sees two- or three-hundred comments?? I'd want to be there to see her face. *hopes Avalon is not reading this*

A Sudden Awful Thought: what if this doesn't work??? What if she is desensitized to the horrors of our Blitz??? What can we possibly think up that's worse? Hmm. Perchance, if our little Blitz fails (I wonder, what does 'fail' actually mean? C'mon, Kommander Kiwifruit never fails! If she failed, she wouldn't be Kommander Kiwifruit. She'd be Private Kiwifruit in charge of bathroom-floor-scrubbing-with-toothbrush! Have faith in me!.......and pray that it's not misplaced. ;P'), I will ask y'all for suggestions.

ho hum.

I have finished my cards! Not officially, 'cuz I haven't printed any out yet, but they're finished! Now, on to my next painting project, and then............(the following is to be said in a 'CHARGE!!!'-like manner) ETSY!!!!! And then (hopefully).......MONEY!!!! And then.......STUFF MONEY CAN BUY!!!!!! Like cds, tee shirts, concerts, dvds, ipods, cameras, COMPUTERS, cruises, cruises in the Bahamas, cruises to Hawaii, cruises in the Mediterranean, cruises to the Rockies, cruises, music cruises, etc, etc, etc.

Anywho. I need to print one out to send to my Great-Grandma, who sent me a Christmas present, and to whom I have not yet sent a thank-you card. I started out designing a thank-you card to send her but got sidetracked. I'll have to send her one of these to show that I really was doing something of importance, not ungrateful.

We went Kite Flying on Tuesday. We have a two-handled (trick) kite, which I like immeasurably better than the plain ole one-stringed kite. And yesterday it was calmer but we still flew the trick kite. It was perfect yesterday (except, Rapunzel says, for the cold weather, the this, the that, and all the rest.), so calm and peaceful. The kite, instead of shooting up into the air when released, just sauntered up slowly and calmly. It was a lot easier to control, so I could do 'swoopties' to either side with it, or even loopdeloops.

Today 12-yr-old-bro and I, Kirsten, Jumbo Shrimp, and their brother went into the woods for a while and practised punching each other. That needs a little explanation, I think. Punching as in faux-punches. For movies. 'Tis fun. I got to beat Kirsten up several times. :D We were working on shoulder-punches today. Next up, punches-to-the-nose. >:0D (<- evil-smiley-face with swollen nose)

Now, I'm going to announce a new nickname for 12-yr-old-bro. This one actually makes sense and will stick for a while. Jordan. Have any of you ever seen the Bernie Mac Show?

If you haven't and want to, be forewarned: you have to pick and choose the episodes carefully, and then keep your finger ready on the mute button.

Jordan is a lot like my brother. A Lot like my brother. (Or is my brother a lot like Jordan?.........)

Mom is making me end my post now, so goodbye.

~Kiwi~

P.S. Duncan Phillips has a blog!! And he likes LOST, too!!! Smart person. He's all the smarter if he can explain to me what's happening (in LOST). I'm LOST. :D