Tuesday, November 6, 2007
I went with Kimble's class to a Pumpkin Patch. He loved the bus, that is the bottom pic. The boys in my group were adorable, and so good. They really stayed with me and the little boy with the brown hair not brown skin told Kimble he loved me, he kept telling me that he liked me and telling Kimble he loved me, it was so cute. The butterfly was trapped in an empty green house and I put my hand under it and brought it out into the open air and it stayed on my hand for a couple of minutes, so I had to take a picture because it will probably never happen again. I am a girl and I love bugs, always have, so I have imagined every kind of thing that creeps, crawls, climbs, slithers, swims, and flies, sitting on my hand and having a nice conversation with me over tea and cakes. I realize that would be a problem with the swimming ones and well the food wouldn't be good for any of us, but it is in my head just like that anyway. I had a slug farm and a worm farm in fish tanks in our backyard inside an old broken down VW bus one summer when I was a kid, they did pretty well until the first frost, boy did I feel guilty when I saw all my little friends frozen to death in their little farm(a.k.a glass box full of dirt and leaves and dead bugs). So that led to me saving bugs whenever I see one in trouble, including spiders in my house, bees, wasps, whatever, I save it. So saving a butterfly is pretty much it for me, I was so happy when it flew away up into a beautiful autumn tree. The tree was directly in the light and I could not get a good pic, so no happy ending pic but you know the story so... Anyway..... uh the field trip was fun except for the bus, uh, ya, loudest place EVER. I was so unhappy about the noise, once again however, I remembered my I pod and man, I survived, I made it. But I will NEVER go on the bus again. I will drive. So loud, so very, very, very loud.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
So I have this phobia
I don't write entries on this blog, because... well I am afraid too. I am paranoid about the judging, my English skills, and well why do I feel compelled to put my thoughts out there, I mean who am I? Just this woman, Elisa, daughter, mother, wife, sister, friend. Just like most women all over the world since time began. That said...my sister calls, wanna hang out with me and Kels, "sure," I say let me call Gate." one phone call down plan is a go ahead. So I go, but I have to drive his car, cause he wants to go buy a new video game, which I want him to be able to do, but he has to take the kids. Here is the rub. I DETEST his car, no power steering, no a/c, no heat, it is tiny, tin cannish, crappy radio, to low to the ground, AAARGH. A mighty long rant was spoken aloud on the drive, beginning in our drive way and lasting till about 106th south, where upon I remembered my Ipod shuffle and commenced with the listening. I also heard a very funny commentary on the radio about wild turkey's and how you should handle them if they try to attack you outside dunkin doughnuts, that got my mind in a better place. So I pick up my favorite bite at my favourite greasy spoon, go to my sisters house and commence with the eating. My cousin Kelsea, has a nasty disease, she cannot eat like we do, and I don't know how to spell it but it is said like this: Sill-ee-ak. Anyway I ate what I wanted and watched her try some new gluten free food she had just bought at Good earth, she didn't like it. So then we decide we are all tired and we lie around on Lara's bed and think about stuff we could be doing. We end up at my Mom's apt, watching a documentry about a 24 year old women diagnosed with incurable cancer, called "Crazy, sexy, cancer" I think. Anyway about 10 minuts in I started really feeling bad about my dinner. I have resolved to eat better. I gotta google her and see how she is doing. She was cool. Jerry I have conjunctivitis, hence no guitar lesson, but my sis was already exposed.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Maggie's hair cut
Maggie cut her hair yesterday. I think the pictures speak for themselves. I have been very distraught about the whole thing. Okay, so I don't know why but sometimes when I try to post stuff I have the hardest time and think, "maybe I should just give up on this whole blog thing" I posted Mag's hair cut 4 or 5 times and I could not get the comment to work right, so I have Gator work his magic and here we are. So I will now tell the story of Mag's big day with the scissors. Now it all seems so silly to write it... Well she used paper scissors, I was making cookies and she wanted to help, so I turn around and there she is with a hand full of hair and a pair of scissors, "Mama, I cut my hair" said with great enthusiasm. So I said " Maggie, Noooo, Noooo, oh Nooo Mag." Then I laughed, then my eyes watered. Then I thought this would be great for my blog, so I got the camera, took some pics, which could have been better, if one of my friends would tell me how to take good pics, anyway... Then we cut it and it was horrible, then I took more pics. Then I spent the rest of the day starring at my little girl.... who looks like a boy, a very cute boy, but a boy. It is so very, very, short, woe is me, woe is me.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007

I have a cold, I should never bake cakes when I have a cold. I tried to make a coconut cake today.... it looked like a really big very rectangular pancake. The cake had a nasty crust on it and was about a half inch thick, so sad, six eggs and one and half sticks of butter gone. Any way I should have taken a picture of it. Just terrible. I made some Miranda Bars and they turned out just right, they always do, thanks Merandie. Oh man I still have to make all 80 of my squares for Quilt club, in two weeks, so I may not be updating this thing for a while, but I am going to try to post once a week or more if I can.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007







Sunday, August 19, 2007

Thursday, August 16, 2007
The begining of Our Blog
Hello and Welcome to the Angi website, we say it like fungi. I Elisa Angus, will be doing the posting so it will probably be more like my Blog but it will have lots of stuff about us. So I will be doing what everyone else does and post random stuff that will only be fun for family and friends and I am going to write it and post it like you know us, no background information just the story behind the pic, or just stories. So yeah enjoy.
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