Up The Hill Backwards

"The vacuum created by the arrival of freedom
And the possibilities it seems to offer
It's got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it"

In the heart of a valley, majestically rising from the other hills and torturing me through my window stood, "My Hill". Mysteriously it has the most identifiable features, yet it doesn't have a name, such as Dimple Hill, like everyone thinks. No, that's not it. It's just another hill I guess. For a while now this hill has been taunting me to come climb it, it has an adorable bald face, which would make an excellent viewpoint to see the entire valley. There are even mystery tracks in the wheat growing up there! As a hope to cross another thing off my summer to-do list, I took the time to trek up as close as I could come to "My Hill". Which wasn't anywhere close anyway (I found out later). When I thought my hill was Dimple Hill, I assumed I was headed in the right direction, following Dimple Hill trail markers and such. I wandered further and further, and soon I was into a steep climb. I endured this for a while, but when the switchbacks continued and I could see them continue up and up and up, I stopped and my dire desire reduced to a mere headache (too much walking). I must have gone several miles, most uphill. I never knew so many trails existed in such a small area behind our town (The blood red "L" in the picture below means "You're Lost!"). I always thought that maybe this hill would lead me to my future. I'll take the rigorous journey up and then, once there, everything will just fall in place, and I'll be able to figure out my retirement plan, right there on the hilltop. I guess that didn't happen this time. The lucky thing is…I wasn't surprise mauled by cougars.

DC Stamps

I want these!

wishing things would calmly fall together

I figure awesome things only come around every so often. It seems like I need to plan something out ridiculously meticulously for it to be even the slightest bit sweet. It may be just my optimistic nature, so I have to think pessimistcly in order to not be disheartended if something doesn't work out. Although something worked out last weekend for our Sunday Sailing Sensation.
We had excellent sailing conditions aside from the grueling heat, but that’s just summer (and global warming). After 6 o'clock the motor boat waves had greatly decreased, the water became beautiful and placid. Even for a reservoir the scenery was pretty especially after 6 o'clock when the pink/blue sky was amazingly reflected in the water. We had a new friend from Portland come up, we were astonished when he said he'd come because he'd never driven I-5 alone, and really who'd want to. We still really appreciate it, my mom thinks he'll make a great doctor. With any luck, next year we'll go on a sailing camping trip, the boat would obviously be the sleeping area. Or not, whatever.
Check our flickr for the mirthful details.
Cielle will be gone for around 3 weeks and at which the time she returns, school registration will only be a week away, which means I hate that. Luckily Navarre will be an, icky ewy freshman. I remember when that jerk went up to my neck, damn he grew like 4-5 inches!
Yesterday I had another education-filled Driver Ed class, but this time I had teatime to look forward to after class. Teatime in the tea room for two! Cielle had peach-ginger tea, and I had rasberry herbal. I think they equally had a tasteful elegance. We realized that Corvallis riverfront go-ers are amazing smokers. Cielle was able to spell her name with the cigarette butts, and we were about to spell Cielle & Lacey except a crowd of overseeing elders moved too close for needed comfort. They eyed us very very carefully, I could just tell they were wondering if we had smoked all those. So we settled on spelling with clover.
Speaking of clover I found two four leaf clovers in the span of a month, I am thrilled. Is it bad luck to loose them? I lost one, one I gave away and they lost it.
Everyone enjoy your summers. And Cielle enjoy Montana. I'll be Van Gogh when you get back.

What's up with Cielle?

Like it? Yeah, we do too. It's new! It's different. It's colorful! It doesn't remind us of our schools robotics team!
Summer is going well, but it's also going very fast. We need to make more time for little summer things, like climbing trees and running in sprinklers. It's a perfect week for sprinklers, it is so hot!
My schedule is pretty packed for a while. Next Thursday, I'm going up to Portland to hang out at the PDX Pop festival for a day, and then my family is coming to get me, and we head off to Montana for about a week+. When we get back I'm hear for a few days, and then (on my birthday) head of with a few friends, going to Arizona and then Disneyland for a few days. If I counted right, I think that makes 6 states this summer. I know I know, Disneyland twice in one year!? But really, scenes I hadn't been there scenes I was four, and don't really remember it, I'm just catching up on my missed childhood experience. Plus, it is ridiculous how happy that place makes me. After that, I don't have much. I promised a few friends we could hang out, and I really want to do that. So, if your my friend, and you want to do something, call me, I really need to see people.

*Man, I'm getting back to posting really selfish posts again, I need to stop that!

-Lovingly yours, Cielle

I'll Keep it Brief As Well

What I did today:
Talked to a policemen on a roof
Listened to my memorial day dance mix
Hit a lawyer with a shovel ( well, I assume he was a lawyer)


What I did a few weeks ago:
Got a dog
Went to the Enchanted Forest


My new favorite picture of myself:








I think this was taken when I was about.... 8-9?
It was the day I look liked Courtney Love

A short post that could be long but then people would ignore it, as they will anyway

I made the annual trip to my Gramma's house in Idaho a week ago. The ride was long but enjoyable and as always we went through rural Montana and we discussed residents' big car obsession. Also their liking of strip malls and box stores. I hadn't spent Independence in Salmon Id. for a while, and I forgot that people there are close enough to Montana that everyone must have illegal professional fireworks. SO everyone had at least 50. The people in the field in front of us, shot off roman candles on a frequent basis. They'd light one, it go up and BOOM, then they'd light a ground sparkler and the pattern continued. Nothing really interesting comes out of Salmon visits, except this time there was a murder! It was big, for a small town. A bartender came out to stop a bar fight and he, repugnantly, got stabbed in the neck. He died, people cried, and 9 years of zero murder's broken (and while we were there, right then? Hey!)
Sandpoint's lake is nice. Pend Orielle? Pend d' Oreille? Ponderay? They had several spellings, all of these were considered correct by citizens.
Lately: drive-ins, train rides, parades, dance, drivers Ed, plans.
About Dance Dance Revolution 3, my oldest brother bought this game for his girlfriend but he ended up keeping it. My younger brother now plays it constantly and for his stature I really don't see him excelling in it. He surprised me though, by getting a substantial score on a difficult song. The funny thing is, he's been working on it for weeks, and when he accomplished the task he freaked out, hugged me, and told me, "Don't touch the pad, take a PICTURE!" and went to brag to my older brother (he was impressed too). Yeah, Whatever.
In the past week I've gotten two free coffee samples from two different coffee companies. One was the new tangerine thing at Starbucks, and the other an, Oreo mocha from Seattle's Best. I am caught between which one I like better. Um. Yum.