Saturday, July 28, 2007

welcome to celloworld! please plan to stay!

yeah. soooo im kinda new to this whole bloggy thing, so just bear with me.

first of all, just incase you are too stupid (or just dont want to take the time) to read the title: it is obvious. i LOVE cello. i named my cello (SADIE, in love with WINSTON), talk to my cello, take good care of her and absolutely LOVE her. sometimes we go shopping together.

i have been playing for going on 4 years and i think i am pretty good at it. i made it to state solo and ensemble as a freshman and was second chair in the second orchestra at orchestra camp in texas tech. wreck 'em tech!

anywayy... i go to mayde creek high school in katy, texas and i am in varsity orchestra, where i will be lettering this fall for cello.

SADIE has several friends. they include, but are not limited to Winston, Otis, Red Rum, and Pumpkin. if you fell that your cello is a friend of Sadie's but i inadvertantly (grrr... too early to spell) left their name off the list, kindly let me know, and i will add their name. we dont ant any hurt feelings, now dow we? :D

i am a lifeguard, and not that this has anything to do with cello or its celloish counterparts, but it is funny. pee in your pants while rolling on the floor funny. we have what is called "inservice" every third saturday and frikkin 6:45 in the morning. it is basically a time for our bosses to make us get in the water (at 6:45 in the morning, remember that) and make sure we remember what to do if someone decides to drown. we have this rock filled baby we call "Timmy" and he weighs about 12 pounds. we were having a race between 2 lifeguards to see who could find and get Timmy out of the water fastest. well these two big black guys, great friends of eachother, got really into it, and were like, tearing the baby from eachothers arms. oooh, intense. now, remember, Timmy is a cloth baby, filled with rocks. so these boys are fighting ofer th baby and one suddenly screams "I GOT IT!!!" yay. we clap. then the other boy is like oh wait and goes down to the bottom he goes "I GOT THE HEAD!!!" we started laughing sooo hard. needless to say, Timmy lost about 8 pounds and a head, earning him a well deserved burial in the garbage can. we were cracking jokes about it all morning after that, like
lady- "sir, my baby looks different than before yall rescued him, but i just dont know what it is!"
lifeguard- "oh. well it seems that your baby lost its head when i rescued him, and quite possibly a little weight. but dont worry, he'll be easier to carry around now!"
quite funny. if you arent laughing, i suppose it is ust one of those things you would have to be there for.

oh well. thats it for today. i have to go to work until 9 o clock tonight. yippee.
enjoy your fun filled day with out me!
love ya-
sarah and sadie