"it's about time!"

Yes, that title is quoting my lovely mother. She so lovingly harasses me to blog day after day. Well, here I am. Hello blogworld!! How's it going? That's good. Me? I'm doing alright. Senior year has been...interesting. So many things to do! I'm class secretary, and with that comes many responsibilities including the class shirt. Oh dear. When things like this come into play I'm all for representative democracy (as we're learning about in government). During our class officer meeting, a certain person decided she/he wanted gold shirts. Gold. GOLD. I mean, come on. Seriously. Do I even have to comment on that? After I bypassed the suggestion as quickly as possible we moved on to more complicated matters. Like, what crazy thing can we put on the back to make us stand out? Cus you know, we're seniors and we just have to think of the most complicated things. Set the standards. Show everyone up. Go where no upperclassman has gone before! (Detect an sarcasm in my voice?Good. Cus it's there.) The final decision? A top ten list. (Which I was totally against) of the accomplishments of our class members. Aka "oh look! the people who accomplished things are the people wanting the list!" Forget the other 49 people in our class! Let's go show them up! Oh dear. Oh dear oh dear. Why me? Why must I sit and watch this injustice? And why is the school treasurer planning the shirts? Please let me know a logical explanation for that.

Tune in next time to read my next installment: My new(old) honda! woot.

Can you say, "in over my head"?

Ah ladies and gentlemen, I would like to present my newfound hobby, basketball. People have said that teenagers are crazy, and right now I am representation of that fact. Junior year has been very enjoyable and I'm even enjoying the learning(katherine say whhaaaat?). One random day as I was complaining about my deteriorating muscles, my friend Sarah and I started talking about how it was be cool if we played basketball for fun. We would be the bench warmers, but it would be fun, right? Two weeks later I found myself enrolled in the GPA basketball program. Much to my father's delight, I asked him to teach me everything about basketball. Three weeks into it, and I am the only newbie. My friend can't practice because of failure in two classes (she has her grade back up but is considering quitting because she's so behind). It's been...hmm...what's the word? CRAZY!!!! Starting a sport on a varsity level is not something I recommend. The first day I could barely keep my head on straight. But as time progressed, I have gotten a little better (for never playing EVER). I also believe I am a shoe in for the "Most Improved" award. XD I'll keep all you devoted readers updated on my skillz as  time progresses. But for now, spanish homework is calling me(got to keep up those grades you know!).   

Breaking News at Seven

Quite recently there has been a ghastly occurrence at the Holmes household. Early this morning, a rather unfortunate squirrel found his death in the pool. Preserved by the water, at approximately 40 degrees, the squirrel remained in the same position all morning. Towards mid morning, my father was compelled to put the squirrel out of its misery and change the scenery a little bit. So, the squirrel was removed from the pool and placed on our concrete wall. Why it was not disposed of, I do not know. But the incredibly shocking part of the incident is what we discovered later this evening. A mob of, shall we say, very small people had surrounded the squirrel and inflicted on it several wounds. Whether the squirrel had been a common enemy, or an unkind neighbor we do not know. We are still looking for a motive. All small persons were carrying knives except for one, who held a very small pistol.The youngest girl was the culprit with the pistol. Very disturbing, seeing children so young carrying guns...


That's all the news we have tonight folks...until the next big story, I'm Katherine, reporting live from the Holmes house.

#74 - Shane Allen

On August 31, 2008 Shane Allen died in a car accident. He was an amazing guy, that everyone looked up to (literally and spiritually). We became friends in the seventh grade. He sat next to me in math. In one conversation he proceeded to annoy me, ask for my forgiveness, and ask me to prom. After I rejected his invite, we became friends. We constantly fought over whose art was better, but he always let me win in the end. He sat behind me in art this year. He had taught one of the art classes last year but when he saw that I was in his class said, " oh, I guess Katherine will have to teach this year." The last Friday I saw him we were arguing about pencils. Which one's were better, and I wouldn't let him see mine. I hadn't seen Shane very much after 8th grade because we had no classes together, but I was excited he was in my art class. Shane's death has brought an awareness to our school, especially our grade, that life is to be valued because it can end so quick. This summer Shane spent a month in Africa helping minister to orphans with AIDs. God took him away when he was closest to him. Everyone said they saw a difference in him. His constant joy and kindness. Our school has done a wonderful job of properly honoring Shane. His football number 74 will be on all the football players helmets. Shirts were made for all the juniors with his number on the back. The first football game of the season, they accepted the penalty for leaving Shane's position open in memory of him. Our junior class is also making sure to remember Shane in special ways. We are placing his number on our junior class shirts and will put his number on our homecoming wall. There is no way Shane will be forgotten, because he was a special friend to everyone. And the best part is, we all know he is up in heaven partying with Jesus, waiting for the rest of us.

complain, complain...

Well people, I have been hounded, and I mean, hounded to do a new blog post! Helloooo
it was summer people!!! Do you think I spend my time on the computer when I have a pool in my backyard?!?! ok yes a little...but still. Mission trips and youth camps!!!vacations and trips to san antonio!!! The occasional tc at starbucks!!!Should I have written about these things? maybe. Was I spending my time better not doing anything at all? no. Did I have a camera to document these things? NO!! it broke!!!!! D: Anyways to all you ladies who have nothing better to do than read a blog about my somewhat exciting but mostly boring life, well there's just something wrong with that. So maybe instead of sitting at your desk mumbling about me not doing a post since may, you should get off your blessed assurance and go by Katherine a camera thus inspiring her to blog and take pictures of the things she does!!!hooray!!problem solved!!!!


tootles!!
:D

oh, summer

today i felt inspired to go outside and take some good summertime pictures.
this one is definitly my favorite. it reflect summertime colors and the hint that water will be squirted or splashed at you at one time.








mom always puts out hummingbird feeders in hope of getting some into our yard, but the only ones partaking in the sugar water....are the ants.









I am very proud to announce that moms hydrangeas have bloomed into a beautiful pink.







ah king. already started to slober everywhere in the heat of summer.






who can do without the essentials of summer?




my darling bunny nibbling on her daily snack (:



and while she eats, bubbles watches.....kinda creepy i know.



age before beauty? of course!

rust before roses? maybe....

A Night to Remember

Yesterday afternoon my friend Sharon and I, embarked on a birthday trip for my friend Rachel. We went to stay in the Embassy Suites in Dallas, and spent the day shopping around. When we first walked into the hotel we went to wait over by the pond while Rachels mom got our room keys. I notice some white feathers in the pond. My first thought was, "Oh no! A goose down pillow exploded from one of the other levels!!!!"I know. I am so stupid. But then my stupid thought is scratched out when my friend Rachel yells, " Look! GEESE!!!!" What Rachel called out, turned out to be swans. Two huge white swans swimming in this little concrete pond thing. We spent quite a few minutes being stupid around the swans, and screaming when they tried to attack us.
Killer swans. On the prowl.

So after a day of shopping and playing with iphones at the apple store, we returned to the hotel to simply goof off. and we did just that.