Today Was The Craziest Day...

I sing in the choir at my church. I think I've told you that before. 

Today was the beginning of a Catholic homeschooling conference here in my state, and there was going to be a graduation mass for the class of 2013. 

It was my mom's idea and so she had to set it up, which meant finding a pair of priests, altar servers, a Eucharistic minister, and a choir, as well as transporting an altar, crucifix, vestments, and various other things necessary for a Mass. 

So, I had to sing for this mass with my choir, and since our choir director is sick, we had to draft someone from another parish to accompany us. 

Which meant that I had to copy, print, staple, and deliver a dozen copies of the songs we were going to sing, AND help my mom set up the altar, crucifix, hymn books and pamphlets. 

It was a total hassle, but the mass was celebrated by the bishop that confirmed my brothers and I, and it was an absolutely beautiful mass. 

Afterword, we had cake and lemonade at a reception for the graduates. 

My brother is severely allergic to nuts. And you'll never guess what. 

There was almond extract in the cake icing. 

So on the way home, he started swelling up, and he was having trouble breathing, and he had hives all over his body. 

Needless to say, my dad took him to the emergency room. 

So I had to babysit my little siblings until my parents got home. 

(That would have been my Friday post, but I fell asleep while putting my youngest sibling to bed, so I didn't post. This would have been the post from Saturday.) 

My dad woke me up at 12:30am and told me to head up to my own bed, where I promptly collapsed. 

And, because my body likes to torture me, I woke up a little before 6am. For some stupid reason, whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, my body decides I need less than eight hours of sleep to function. Genius, right?

My brother was fine. He'd had an IV in and they'd pumped Benadryl into his bloodstream, so he was out of there relatively quickly. I found him sleeping on the couch in the Living Room that morning. 

So I got my chores out of the way and got dressed, and then waited around for a couple hours until we left for the second day of the conference. 

It was actually pretty good. They had a speaker talk about what to expect in and about college, and then after a half-hour break, they had several religious of varying stages come in and talk about vocations. 

Then we had pizza for lunch and after that, I had a gig watching the elementary school-age kids for three hours. 

So I basically calmed down a few rowdy kids, watched Veggie Tales, helped a few kids tracing and coloring their hands, watched more Veggie Tales, and got paid $15 for it! :D

And then...after the day was done I bought some jewelry and headed home to freshen up a bit for my very first high school dance! 

It was held at a dance hall a little ways out of my city, and I went with my older brothers and a few friends. 

We were taught a bunch of line dances, and then we basically just did whatever to a specific playlist until the last song. 

It was really fun, and I can't wait for next month when there will be another one! 

I went swimming at a friend's house today, and we spent an hour and a half in the pool before drying off and getting dressed for mass. 

And that was basically my day. 

Oh, and I had three chocolate-chip cookies. 

Now that you've caught up...yay! 

I'm sorry if it's ridiculously long. And I'm sorry I posted two days late. But, you know, my brother was kind of in the hospital, so...

I promise next Friday, you'll have a post. As long as nobody I know is mauled by a monkey or run over by a trigonometry book, I swear on my favorite hat, I'll post on Friday. 

Keep Calm and Endeaovr On, 

~Adalyn

My Fridayyyy.

This week was kind of boring, really.

I mean, basically I was sick and did school all week. The only variation I can think is worth mentioning is last night.

Yesterday, since I didn't have as much school as usual, I pretty much lazed around in bed all day watching YouTube videos of Say Yes to the Dress and the X Factor.

But at about 6pm, my beloved brother barged into my room without knocking.

I hadn't bothered to put on any "real clothes" because I thought we weren't doing anything that night. Hence, I was wearing a too-small tank top that showed my stomach underneath a crappy but comfy gray hoodie, along with my favorite pair of jeans.

So, when Josh, my brother, barreled into my room without knocking, I probably looked like heck, lying there half asleep on my bed watching an episode about one of those brides who knows exactly what she wants, and her entourage hates all the dresses she loves and makes her try on something she hates. So then the bride starts saying she likes the dresses she really doesn't.

And you're lying there screaming to yourself, "Just do what YOU want, woman! It's your wedding, not theirs!"

But ANYWAY...

Josh told me to come on, we were leaving. And I was like WHAT?!

He explained to me quickly that we were going to the monthly thing we do with two other families every month, and I screamed, WHAT?! I HAVE TO RE-DRESS!

And despite his protests, ran into my closet, changed my shirt, and practically shanked myself with my hairbrush trying to get all the knots out.

But the evening was fun.

We swung on this huge tire swing they have in the middle of their yard, we ate a ton of food, and basically just hung out. It was great.

And then I woke up at eight this morning, because my dad was yelling at one of our dogs, and then I guess I fell back asleep again, because I woke up at 10:45 to the surprisingly loud text tone of my friend Xavier, saying he'd gotten a jagged, dragon-claw style scar when his chihuahua had scratched his face.

So, yeah, that was my Friday. I hope y'all weren't totally bored out of your minds.

Keep Calm and Endeavor On,
~~Adalyn

So I Was Totally Gonna Post on Friday...

But, unfortunately, my beloved blogger app decided to crash and burn and die.

And then on Saturday I went to my good friend Marie's house for a sleepover and stayed there all day the next day too.

So now it's Monday and I'm finally posting.

And guess what.

.....I have a COLD!

I've been sneezing and coughing all day, and it's been absolutely horrible.

I NEVER get colds. I have an immune system made of iron.

And steel.

And stuff like that.

Yet, I still have managed to contract the virus my family has had for TWO WEEKS!

I hate being sick. It makes me feel all helpless and weak and want to listen to Catching Fire all day while I crochet a big blanket for myself and don't worry about math because my mom said not to.

Which is exactly what I did. Although now I wish I'd had the sense to take a nap.

On top of all that, I'm losing my voice from coughing so much, so singing for church yesterday nearly killed me.

And I have voice lessons on Wednesday, and somehow I don't think I'll be feeling much better.

I did have a brilliant book idea today, so yay for that, but I'm still feeling a little down. The fact that my brothers have been ribbing me all day hasn't helped either.

But anyway, I think I'll stop complaining about my life now and text people who've actually seen my face in person, not just over the Internet.

Like my best friends Xavier and Brianna and Christine. They'll hopefully have some sympathy for me, and maybe I can even sleep in a little before the crazy hassle that is every Tuesday decides to shake its frenzied head and say, "Oh, Adalyn, you're sick, sleep deprived, and lonely today? I think I'll abuse you even MORE than usual. MWAHAHAHAHAAAA!!"

So anyway, wish me luck! And good health. And sleep.

Lots of sleep.

Keep Calm and Endeavor On,
~Adalyn