Maddie's Last Night Over

If any of you don't know, my bestest friend Maddie is moving to Flagstaff. Flagstaff is in Arizona. Arizona is in the United States. The United States is in North America. North America is on Earth. (Feeling small yet?) Planet Earth is in the Milky Way galaxy. (Now are you feeling small? Maddie is. She is looking over my shoulder as I am writing this.) Hi Maddie!

Maddie thinks she shrunk (Is that a word? I hope it is!) an inch because now she feels small. Anyway...

Maddie thinks that we are making this blog too sad, so I will include a funny moment that we just had. We were talking about winking, and for some reason we got to one of the many subject we both like: the Hallmark series "Love Comes Softly". We both love these movies, as they are romances, and any teenage girl in her right mind loves a romance movie.

We were talking about how the extremely handsome, heroic, and wonderful Willie dies in one of the movies. I now hate the series. They aren't supposed to kill off their people that the audience falls in love with. But, anyway...

Willie dies, and Maddie, my mom and I were all talking about it. Then, out of the blue, my mom says,

"Its so sad! I need to hold a chicken!"

Maddie and I both started to laugh at the very interesting comment. The End... (Well, not really. We are continuing this blog, but that is the end of that thought. And the thought of Maddie moving. That makes me sad.)


Maddie also showed me a poem that a friend of ours wrote about her moving away.

This is an adapted poem, originally Since Hannah Moved Away by Judith Viorst, but is now Since Maddie Moved Away by Evan Schneider

The tires on my bike are flat.

The sky is grouchy gray.

At least it feels like that

Since Maddie moved away.

Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes.

December's come to stay.

They've taken back the Mays and Junes

Since Maddie moved away.

Flowers smell like halibut.

Velvet smells like hay.

Every handsome dog's a mutt

Since Maddie moved away

Nothing's fun to laugh about.

Nothing's fun to play.

They call me, but I won't come out

Since Maddie moved away.

Now, as a close, since we can't get the video on to this computer, Maddie has a few final words on this blog.

Maddie:Thanks K! When you say "Final words" it sounds all sad. :( Anyway...:)

First off, Evan thank you for the wonderful poem, I love it, it is so sweet. K, my bestest buddy, thank you for writing about me. I love you like a sister!

K's mom, thank you for the laughs. And I recommend everyone ( not boys. They typically do not enjoy this sort of stuff.) to watch the Love Comes Softly Series. They are wonderful...even though the wonderful Willie dies. Visit me in Flagstaff! They have a Cracker Barrel! I love that place. It is sad that they don't have Trader Joe's, though. Okay, sorry for the rabbit trail.

K: Hiya.

Maddie: That so my greeting! You stole my greeting!!! No, you may use it. Any thing else to say? What should I write about now?

K: Welcome to my blog! I will have pictures of my book on the next blog post. And of my horse. I promised pictures, but never got around to it. But I will. Someday. We stayed up until past four last night (it is now almost eleven), and I'm tired. Though not as tired as I was at a camp I just went to. More about that later. Maddie is now going to talk about her opinion of pink gorillas.

Maddie: That, my friend, is so 8th grade. Umm... I don't really want to, so I will talk about K!

K is a wonderful friend. She is so encouraging, patient, sweet, loving, considerate, and giving!

K, the pink gorilla thing died. K will now talk about Martin Luther. ( I also strongly recommend watching that movie. (Luther) ( The newer one.) It is PG-13 for martyr scenes, but is a great movie and it makes you very thankful for the religious freedom we have today. I hope I could be so bold in faith if I was being persecuted. Anyway, very great movie. K, I'm going to change your subject to... I don't know, but don't talk about me moving. It's depressing. Not, really actually. It will be sad to leave, though.

K: It will be sad when you leave. Martin Luther founded the Lutheran religion. The end. Now I will talk about Maddie. Maddie is an amazing friend. I say this truly. I have not kept a friend for this long. Ever. Maddie is kind, thoughtful, caring, loving. She is also the only person I know who exhibits the Fruits of the Spirit so well. And she has a good sense of humor. A very great sense of humor. She is very funny. I am sure that when she moves away, the poem will absolutely come true, for Evan. And all the people who know any of her family. Good people. You should get to know them.

As for the pink gorilla thing, it is a story I learned while in Catalina a year and a half ago. I will tell the story later, as apparently Maddie doesn't want to hear it now. I like that story.

Now Maddie will talk about people's eyes. Maddie likes eyes, for any of you who don't know.

Maddie: Thanks K. Yes, I do love eyes. I like all eyes, but brown is my favorite. The End. Dark brown. K will now talk.

K: Yes, Maddie loves eyes. I like eyes too. I don't have a favorite color of eyes, though. I think for me, it depends on the person. I have seen gorgeous eyes of all the different colors of the rainbow, and I can't decide which is my favorite. Though if you were to ask me right now I would say brown. Now, Maddie will talk about Flagstaff.

Maddie: I love eyes too. But brown beats all for me at the moment. But I have to say, Karah's eyes are wonderful too. It is not like I dislike other colored eyes. But, oh my dad is here to pick me up. I am not going to talk about Flagstaff. Bye! Love you all!!!!

I like other color eyes too. Thank you for being patient, but we will look back, and laugh until we cry. I like that song. It is a country song. I am random, accroding to Maddie. Maddie is somewhat random too, more on that later.

ttfn,

K