More Pictures...

...Which are old. BUT in my defense, every time I tried to download my camera somebody was on. >.> So yeah. Lame excuse, I know.

Anyways, And STOP.

HANNAH TIME!!

Daniel, you could be a model.

Oh my yes.

Ava....

You have crazy hair.

Heidi....

You have blue eyes.

Becky!

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE KIDS THAT WERE IN THERE?

Trenton.

He lives among the trees.

"SMILE MATTHEW!!"

*Grimace*

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. My favourite model.

For the fact that she's the only one who will actually pose...

Pretty pretty.

Flowers.

K K K K KARA!

A small bit of her, anyway.

Fattys gravestone.

We put buttercups on it.

Tiana lives among the buttercup people.

They are a "Happy" lot...

I likey dis one.

I should have cropped out the tops of the trees at the bottom though.

Daisy!

I took another one like this, but my knees where in it with no hope of being able to crop them out without cutting out more then have the flower.

Sniffa sniffa.

Loves the flowers.

PREEEEEEEEEEEEEETTY!

I must have taken 60 pictures till I got the one I wanted.

Oceans of buttercups.

So many.

Black cat wine? For Mommys finger? From the Black cat?

Sarah, you weirdo.

Abe and Kaia.

Both with dumb face expressions.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Naw haw haw.

Pretty moth.

Big moth.

Anyone like some Butterfly porn?

I has some. Butterfly porn. The Mother made me take. *Shudders*

Linda ALWAYS plays like this.

'Cept she's not wearing her lampshade.

Enough food, Sarah?

Yes? No?

Linda is light. Patrick is Buff.

The perfect combination!

Sisters, Sisters.

There never was such a thing as sisters!

Babys.

Are cute.

WHY do I have so much Linda?

Oh yeah....Because she's hilarious.

Speaking of hilarious....

WHAT.....THE......HECK.......

Aww. Big, Lanky, Funny Lookin' Cyrus.

He's so pretty.


ANNNNNNNNNNNNND That's it.

Sue me later!

Complain humans rights to me!

I must go and Chill with the peoplez who live here. Can't ignore them forever.

Paina out.

Love, The Paina.

Alrighty!

It's tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime for another Not365!!

Because Momma loves you, my babies.

First of all, I woke up with this hair, so I took a picture.

The face is just an added effect.

Dan! Isn't he so pretty?

Don't look now, but I think he's laughing because your flies undone.

A swan! Pwetty pwetty swan.

On greenish water.

Aryanah!

With some thumb suckin'.

Bleeding hearts.

I STILL think that's an odd name for a flower.

Abeeeeeeeee! With a big smile. I'm pretty sure I took this the day Fatty died...

Poor Abe.

Teeny tiny ant butt.
Nom, sweet nectar!

Blossoms.

More blossoms.


Have I told you I love blossoms?

The sun set!
I love this shot.

People drinking are always giving me an evil eye!
It's radical.

Close up of Hunny.

She has her Daddies eyes.

Sarah!

Because I can.

Patrick! With his bull neck.

Excuse me while I wipe the drool of my face...

Aryanah again.

She's so sweeeeet.

I love this face. So Lucky I caught it.

So funny.

Patrick again.

In Johnny Bravo attire.

Pretty bush that Dan and I told to die. Its still alive.

And thriving.

Buds! (Yes, most of these pics are super old.)

I like it.

And THAT'S my not365!

Now I got to go.

And....do things.

Like....stuff I do.

*Cough*

Bye!

Love, The Paina.

If I had A million dollars....

I'd pay the radio to not play that song anymore.

Seriously. That song irritates me. You can't BUY love. *Snorts*

Anyways, We have a New Dog! Her name is Kaia, and she's 8 months old.

Boy is she pretty.

No pictures yet. My camera is currently out of batteries and I keep forgetting to charge it.

I know I know, I'm evil.

But baby, I was born this way.

Speaking of which, We are born Sinners.

Yep, it's true.

I was born Gay. A murderer. A thief. An Adulterer. A liar. It's only through the Grace of God that I don't most of those things.

Except I do, because yeah, I am a SINNER.

I have many flaws.

I commit murder all the time. I steal things out of stores. I lie.

And since I am a Christian I repent for it.

But I am capable of anything.

Psalm 26:2-3.

Prove me, O Lord, and try me; Test my heart and my mind. For your steadfast love is before my eyes, and I walk in your faithfulness.

I love that verse. Actually, I love the whole chapter.

Anyways, excuse my ramblings, I must be off.

The Mother wishes my presence.

Farewell, Peepzez.


Love, The Paina.

More random opinions! (I know you love those...)

I don't like being touched. By physiotherapists, chiropractors, or any other person not related to me. But I'm glad they make me feel better.

I don't like stupid drivers. Morons who make dad slam on the brake so hard the augers fall out.

I love photography. We'll be driving and I'm looking at everything and thinking of what pictures I'd take, what would make a great picture, and stuff like that.

I don't really care what my hair looks like. I just don't want it to short because if it is I brush the mole on the back of my neck and it grows another inch.

I don't like farmers staring at me when I'm dumping the truck. Heck, I don't like being stared at PERIOD. But especially when I'm working.

I'm not a fan of tiny dogs.

I'm a huge fan of giant dogs.

I love driving past Amish people just to see their gorgeous horses.

I love beating people at stop lights. (I blame The Mother for those genes.)

I love to speed. (Also The Mothers bad genes.)

Every time I think of my birthday and think "I'm turning 17 this year." It freaks me out because I remember when Sarah turned 17. (Not that your old, Sarah. You're just older then me.)

I'm so glad I'm homeschooled. High schoolers are odd. Odd, I say.

I miss the pool. I can't wait till we set it up.

I love watching peoples faces when I tell them how big my family is.

I love to draw on myself. And on walls. And on paper. And on other people. And on magazines that Daddyrit is reading.

I miss bin lifting. Which is weird, but I do.

I love music. And when they took away my playlist I was very unhappy. But I found a new playlist place! Mixpod, I think. Arsome. http://www.mixpod.com

I do not believe that work environments make you swear. I think if you choose to swear, there you will. I'm around Effins effers all day. It might have a little something to do with it, MAYBE.

Have I mentioned I love driving? If I have, sorry.
I love driving.

I love making people laugh.

I love food.

I don't like bananas.
I ate a half a banana absentmindedly and then noticed it look odd so I split the thing in half and found a tunnel with bug eggs in it.
I don't like bananas.

I love coming up with parody's for songs on the spot.

I love asking dad "What car is that?" And He'll glance at it and tell me what make, what year, and whether it's a piece of crap or not. It really passes the time.

I love mooing at cows. Especially when they moo back.

I love the smell of McDonald's.

I love rain. And wind.

I love figuring out how to do things. Like fix the sink, put music on my mp3 player. Its fun learning things.

I love knowing all the lyrics to a song.

I hate remixes of good songs. They make them TERRIBLE. Djs: Don't remix a good song. I will find you.

I love singing a song that goes EXACTLY with the conversation.

I love being able to know a song by the first few notes. I can change it lightening fast that way. Rihanna hasn't reached my ears in ages. ^.^

I HATE public washrooms. I am SO jealous of boys. They don't have to sit on other peoplez butt prints. Gargh.

I love Starbucks coffee. I had my first EVER Starbucks coffee the other day. And I swear, I can Never go back to Timmys. I might have too because they're cheap. But its reluctantly. I am addicted to Starbucks.

I love when people comment on my blog. (Hint hint, peeps.)

I love finding out people think the same thing about something that I do. "YAAAAAAAAY I'm not the only freak-o here!"

I have to go now.

The Mother wants me. ^.^

So, if you hate my thoughts or think I'm odd in da head, let me know.

I'll likely ignore it anyways....

ROCK ON, Paina fans!

Love, The Paina.