My Retainer

I have an orange retainer. At lunch at school, there's an area where everyone dumps their trash, then that trash is taken out to the dumpster, which is right outside the lunch-room. Also, there's a thing that 4th -6th graders do which is called lunch duty. At Lunch Duty, you either serve the food, wash the tables, or do dishes. This time, me and my friend Katya were serving. When we were almost done, I noticed that my retainer wasn't in my mouth. I was like,
"OH crap." I told Katya, and she was like, "OHHH crap!" So right after we were done serving, me, her and this guy named Paul headed out to the dumpster. We figured out that the only thing we could do was to get in the dumpster, throw out the bags of trash, and search through it. So Paul was in the dumpster, I had the stick trying to dig through it, and Katya was looking also. And the worst part is is that there was mashed potatos and green beans for lunch. Finally after about five minutes of searching, we gave up, and went to recess.


While Katya and I were playing soccer, I said to her,

"Katya? I think we should go look to the dumpster one more time." So we started to run over near the lunch room. When we were almost there, I also spoke to Katya and said: I think we should say a prayer to help look for it. She first kind of looked at me weird, but I wasn't kidding. She wiped that look off her face, embarresed. Then I said it. After we were done, we finished walking to the dumpster. Then, we started diggin'. Suddenly, I had a feeling that I should go in the lunch-room. I had no clue why I should, but I did. When I went in there, I saw Mrs Pratt. Now Mrs. Pratt is pretty much the queen of the school. She does everything. She is a janitor, a lunch lady, and almost everything else. And when she saw me she said,

"Hi sweety!" (because she calls almost everyone sweety) And asked me if I needed anything. I told her that I had lost my retainer and that me and my friend were looking for it. She then ran outside as quick as that and said she would help us look for it. So she started just digging through the garbage with her hands while I looked over her shoulder and tried to look for it also. Then, guess what?? Guess what?? I spotted it!! Mrs. Pratt pulled it out, and it was dripping in mashed potatos. I was holding it laughing and screaming and jumping up and down. Same with Katya. The Mrs. Pratt told us to go to the office and disinfect it. At the office we made a mixture of Listerine, hand sanitizer, soap, and water. We scrubbed and scrubbed until it was squeeky clean. I put it in my mouth, and I felt good.

My Birthday!

This week is my birthday and I'm so excited! I still don't know what I'm exactly going to do for my party, so please give me ideas everyone!
So I've wanted a puppy for a really, really long time but I know I'm not going to get one because . . .
1. My dad says he's allergic to every pet in the world.
2. My mom doesn't want her beautiful yard to be ruined by pee stains in her grass and dog poop in her flower beds.

But I might be able to get some clothes and fun books cause I like love to read. Also I might get some pins to put on my backpack and some bobbleheads because I collect those. (fwy I have about a billion!) But yeah you might be wondering what this picture is all about. Well, this was my birthday party two years ago and it was a Fear Factor party! That white stuff all splattered on my face is whipped cream and the activity that we did with whipped cream was that my mom found some disgusting rubber sugar eyeballs. Then she covered it in whipped cream and we had to find the eyeball with our face and nose and eat it! In another activity we had to pick a mysterious bag that had something nasty in it and then eat it. Like for instance, one of my friends had to eat canned spinach and other ate saurkraut. But I picked the bag with spinach flavored baby food, and let me tell you, it was disgusting!

And that's all that I can think of that I want which is very crazy! If you have any ideas, or want to leave me a comment about what you have gotten for your b-day that you think I would like, please let me know! Good Bye!

Brothers

This is is probably one of MY funnest subjects to talk about because I get to embarress my brothers. Ok first, we'll start with the littlest one, T-man. (Tyler) You'd probably be able to regonize him from a mile away because of his white, glowing hair. He's really really crazy and always gets what he wants because he is the youngest. Really picky about what he's wearing, and especially picky about what he eats. He's ALWAYS mad and yelling and scratching and biting at my nine year old brother, Mason. Mason likes soccer a lot, and is almost ALMOST better than me at it. He's unorganized, and doesn't like to take showers.
Zac is the oldest sibling in our family, who's sixteen. He thinks that he can make us "little ones" (he likes to call us) be his slaves and get him drinks of water whenever he feels like it. His favorite game to play with me is lift-me-up-by-my-pants-and-give-me-a-atomic-wedgie. So ya, that's is about 1/3 of my WONDERFUL family!

I'm a Blogster!!

Hi Everyone! Just for starters, my name is Annie. I like bubbles and buttons, (of course) and lots of other things like scrapbooking, koala bears, the color green, soccer, piano, the season fall, decorating, singing, playing outiside with my brothers, and other things. I really don't like the color purple and gray, mushrooms, and country music, but that's about it. I got this idea to start a blog from my awesome 6th grade teacher Mrs. Workman, and I'm really excited to be a blogster!