It's Coming

It's coming, whether we're ready for it or not.

I can hear it in my room. I can feel it under my coat.

I don't mind the snow personally, but when it was 60 degrees a few days ago..it's kind of a quick change.

Guess we'll start preparing for winter. :)

Deer Hunting? or Bambi Hunting?

This weekend was spent out at Grandpa's.

It was rather enjoyable, seeing the family and all. And of course the best part of this being: it was opening deer season weekend. :)

(I find this party PARTICULARLY UNFAIR!)

Dad decides that Brother get's the first deer. I don't know how they could have come to this conclusion without me. 

The first morning was spent out on some land that we usually start the weekend off on. We saw a pretty big buck, but it was a little dark yet and Brother could not quite get him sighted in. Plus he claims 'i don't do well under pressure and it's kind of hard when there's someone yelling SHOOT SHOOT in your ear'.

(I myself don't see how this is possible considering if i would have been yelling it would have definitely scared the buck off.) In case you didn't understand, this one got away, but less than 15 minutes later we saw 3 beautiful does a little ways out. Brother takes the shot, and one is wounded. The silly deer stay put, so I get the shot. Another wounded.

I suppose this is why Hunting was given it's name.

We spent the rest of the morning (mind you, from 7 am til 10:45 am) chasing the deer around the county i believe! But we finally came away with the one Brother wounded. We never did find my poor lady.

We saw a few that night but...yes, i'll admit it....i missed. It was too dark too see so I couldn't get a shot ;).

But the next morning we went out....and I got one. :)

Some call it Bambi, but I tell them I'm just holding out for the big 10x10 Thanksgiving Weekend.

:)

(P.S. I'm super excited to see the family Wednesday!!!)

Great Season

The other night was a sad affair. Volleyball season ended.

To say the least, we weren't upset much, except for the fact it ended a game too soon.

We had a great season:

We exceeded a lot of expectation. We weren't expected to do much this year, considering our record for the past two years held less than 10 wins. We came to beat some pretty good teams, and played really well against other great teams.

We also won our district in volleyball, which hasn't been done in something around 5 years. 

We ran into a tough team for regions, and I personally won't  be surprised when they win the state tournement.

This was definitely a year to remember.

The Art of Racing in the Rain

This by far has been one of the best books I've ever read.

(Besides The Host by Stephenie Meyer, it is probably my favorite.)

To give you a brief synopsis, but not ruin the book, a dog is telling it.

Some have compared this to Marley and Me, but I will tell you that it is not. The puppy, Enzo, is purchased by his owner Denny. They don't have the easiest life ever. The perspective of the dog makes the story quite interesting. It is a tearjerker at the end, but whether they were tears of joy or sadness you will have to read to find out for yourselves. This book may even have inspired me to want a dog, once I'm older and can afford it of course. :) It definitely made me think differently of animals, in a way i think is pretty cool.

Thanks Happy Mom for the book advice.