What to Say, What to Say

Where to start, not saying that there is a lot to be said.
-- It is still hot, and soon to be getting even hotter. But surprisingly it didn't seem to feel so hot today to me, though later in the day it had gotten hotter, feeling like every other day so far. But-- it did feel somewhat different for a while!
We finally got my dad's car! It guess it was supposed to be here a lot sooner, but it wasn't. It had been like a few weeks over its suspected due date or so. It looks like it used to, no dents or bumps that I have noticed. Just a tad dirty, but that doesn't matter a bit, such a little thing. It was expected. Rain could just fix that up.
Anyway, no more rental cars! For a long while I guess. I dislike making promises, false hope, even when it doesn't matter because it goes un-noticed. But then again, I notice. Plus I don't like to say stuff I'm not quite sure of.

Also, Ginger, my dog hasn't been such a nice dog lately in my opinion. Really, it would be called "Being a Dog", but I tend to not like what dogs are being. Ginger always finds turtles around here, she loves them. I'd be sitting down on the couch downstairs, then I'd see in the corner of my eye, a thing running past the door, with something rather large being held in a very small mouth. It's quite funny really, how she, Ginger, gets that thing to fit in her mouth. But sadly, the other day, Ginger was out in the front, with, of course, a turtle. I went to go look at the turtle that Ginger had found, I looked over to it, and I noticed that Ginger has managed to bite on the side at the bottom, and blood was -- well, I can't seem to find any words to go on. But, you probably understand what Ginger had done, or at least part. Surprisingly, the turtle was still alive. My older sister found something to put it in, and took it all the way out to the gate while Ginger stayed behind. Now, that is what I meant by, "Being a Dog", and my opinion of being a "Bad Dog". But what we all thought was quite funny, is the matter that Turtles are the only thing that Ginger manages to catch. So slow.
While my dad was cutting the grass, Ginger walked by him with a turtle, my dad followed Ginger, as Ginger stopped and began to dig near a tree placing the turtle into the whole. I find that rather depressing, to think of a bunch of turtles out there buried alive. Ach. Anyway! The kittens are growing, though, today my sister has noticed The Muffin, her favorite cat, seemed to have a bigger and rounder tummy then usual. We worry that Hannah, earlier today, had squeezed her too tight. I hope she is okay.

Other then that I can't find anything else new that happened recently. That I had remembered. I did get new shoes though! My other ones, were falling apart. So, I got some All Stars. Out of all the colors they had to pick from, at the store. Like red, gray, blue and pink, I picked brown. It matches my outfits though! My sister and my mom said it was me. xD My older sister, got some very colorful shoes, with bright green shoe laces. I'm not sure what color the shoe is its self, I can't remember the name. But it's a purple-ish red-ish pink-ish color. It goes with her shocks very well. Black and white strips, red and black, and purple and black. Really cool socks.

Well, I'm going to go watch Monk now! One of my favorite shows.

-Beck

Thunder and Rain

I love the weather here- not the heat but the rain, thunder, and lightning.
Back where I use to live, you didn't really see "The real thing" I guess you could say.
The rain would come for about half of the day then leave, and it wouldn't come back for a long while. Here the rain is off and on. You'd think it's over, but half an hour later, its back and it acts like it's not leaving. I love it. I love rain.
The thunder back where I use to live was so-- "Aw! I didn't hear it..." But here, it's like "who didn't hear it!?". And the lightning, I hardly saw a thing of it back where I lived. And here, it lights up you're backyard as if it was day, yet it is really night.
And what I love the most-- is when you're outside, and you really quick hear this loud thunder, then you hear the sound of rain dropping down on the leaves in the wood coming closer and closer, louder and louder. Big rain drops fall on the deck. And just a few seconds before- it was dry like summer, now it's soaked like it's been raining forever. It gives you this great felling of excitement.
And it gives you so much imagination. Reading books, back where I use to live, it was pretty cool with the effect of imagination, you wouldn't think it gets any better, but then when you move and see the real thing, the real thunder told in the story, and you imagine it all-- it's just so-- "Wow." in shock.
Not to long ago, I was standing out side, on the porch, watching the rain and the flashes of light, and listening to the thunder rolling. You just couldn't be driven away from the beautiful of nature.
I love it here. It's so-- neat and interesting.

(Ps. If you are reading, "Hi grandma! I miss you.")

-Beck