Saturday, December 01, 2007

Smells like a tree around here!


we LOVE our tree









Jenni, visitor Matt Blake, and Rachel fall in love with a tree (well, I don't think Matt did, actually.)

2 comments:

Jenni said...

Rachel, you look f'ing scary in that photo. So much for you being the "nice one."

The camera doesn't lie and neither do I!

That's my divine message for the day, in case you couldn't tell by the rhyme-- God likes to talk to me in poems.

Wait, wait, here's another one, straight from the spirits above:

"Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Jenni, don't waste your time writing clever poems to Rachel because 1) she won't understand them, and 2) you're very tired and need to go to bed."

Hearts! Please don't kill me while I'm sleeping!

Jenni said...

One more thing, RE: Dying in my sleep.

I saw a really bright flash of light through the curtains of the witch's window this evening. So, world, if you never see me again, know that I currently have two theories about where I went:

1) As previously mentioned, Rachel got mad enough to finally snap and murder me.

Or...

2) The witch used a blinding ray of absolute evil to vaporize her body and set her soul free and that soul came through my window and 2.5) turned me into a witch and now I have magical powers, including invisibility, and if you haven't been nice to me, I'm going to cast a horrible spell on you or, alternately 2.75) ate my soul and will probably eat Rachel's and Maddie's and Lauren's unless someone stops her/us.

Okay, goodnight!