Crazy guy: What did I tell you to do? I told you to get on your knees and pray to god to help keep you sober.
*loud yelling from phone*
CG: No, I did not tell you to pray to Heavenly Father.
*Yelling from phone*
CG: No not Jesus. He can't do anything for you!
*Yelling from phone*
CG: It's okay if you pray to him, he's my god.
*yelling from phone*
CG: Okay. Love you. Happy Birthday
Maybe this is why things die in our garden....
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For an online science class I am taking we have to do experiments. One of which involves worms.
Earlier in the year, we were prepping our garden so it could surprise us yet again with a bountiful crop. While prepping, my Mother and I found so many worms, it was astonishing. It was like our garden was the Pied Piper of worms.
So reasonably (or so I thought), I said to myself, "Hey! Why don't I go out to the garden and dig around and find worms, so we don't have to buy them." My first attempt yielded only three worms, that after two days, died.
My mother then said, "Why don't you try soaking the dirt to bring the worms up?" This was one of those smack the palm of your hand on your forehead and say, "DUH!" moments. So while my mom was at a meeting I brandished the watering can, trowel, big shovel, and worm bucket, and got to work.
For 45 straight minutes I dug, re-soaked, dug, re-soaked....ect.
This attempt yielded these astonishing products:
1. Grub like thing that was very cute, but alas, not a worm
2. A dead worm
3. A whole plastic bag
4. A cut on my leg
Was I not meant to find worms?
Word to the wise, do not invite me on any fishing trips, I will scare away the worms, and possibly the fish.
Earlier in the year, we were prepping our garden so it could surprise us yet again with a bountiful crop. While prepping, my Mother and I found so many worms, it was astonishing. It was like our garden was the Pied Piper of worms.
So reasonably (or so I thought), I said to myself, "Hey! Why don't I go out to the garden and dig around and find worms, so we don't have to buy them." My first attempt yielded only three worms, that after two days, died.
My mother then said, "Why don't you try soaking the dirt to bring the worms up?" This was one of those smack the palm of your hand on your forehead and say, "DUH!" moments. So while my mom was at a meeting I brandished the watering can, trowel, big shovel, and worm bucket, and got to work.
For 45 straight minutes I dug, re-soaked, dug, re-soaked....ect.
This attempt yielded these astonishing products:
1. Grub like thing that was very cute, but alas, not a worm
2. A dead worm
3. A whole plastic bag
4. A cut on my leg
Was I not meant to find worms?
Word to the wise, do not invite me on any fishing trips, I will scare away the worms, and possibly the fish.
Art show entries Jr.
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Lola
on Sunday, June 28, 2009
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So i am entering the same art show as my dad.....but in the younger division, I am putting two pictures in the contest. So if you would help me pick some pictures, that would be great! Thank you!


A little boy at M.O.M.A playing tag with his brother
The King of Pop
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Lola
on Saturday, June 27, 2009
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I was at girls camp when it happened.
When I was nine I got a dvd of Michael Jackson music videos. I loved that thing. I still do.
When I heard, wanted to cry.
Everyone needs to go listen to/watch all of the Michael Jackson music videos/cds/records you can get your hands on.
Do it now. You know you want to.
When I was nine I got a dvd of Michael Jackson music videos. I loved that thing. I still do.
When I heard, wanted to cry.
Everyone needs to go listen to/watch all of the Michael Jackson music videos/cds/records you can get your hands on.
Do it now. You know you want to.
iCarly....yeah, I said it.
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Lola
on Wednesday, May 13, 2009
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I have been watching and excessive amount of iCarly lately and I said to myself,
"Why can't I make an amazingly funny web show?"
Then I realized that:
1. I do not have a geek, nerd, dork, whatever to edit/crop/make amazing my videos.
2. I don't have a cool place to shoot. Not even close. *sigh* my house is cool, but not that cool.....
3. I MAY be way to similar to iCarly......people might complain, then throw tomatoes at my house. Not cool you guys not cool at all.
Then I realized that:
1. I have amazingly funny friends, and I too am amazingly funny. What a team!
2. I have a pretty amazing family, and everything, they would maybe....... probably support me in this.
3. I really really really want a cool web show. :D
4. My brother can edit videos, if he is willing, and/or has time....
THEN I realized that:
(refer back to list number one)
So do you see the unbearable loop I have gotten my self into?
Stupid dreams. I love you.
"Why can't I make an amazingly funny web show?"
Then I realized that:
1. I do not have a geek, nerd, dork, whatever to edit/crop/make amazing my videos.
2. I don't have a cool place to shoot. Not even close. *sigh* my house is cool, but not that cool.....
3. I MAY be way to similar to iCarly......people might complain, then throw tomatoes at my house. Not cool you guys not cool at all.
Then I realized that:
1. I have amazingly funny friends, and I too am amazingly funny. What a team!
2. I have a pretty amazing family, and everything, they would maybe....... probably support me in this.
3. I really really really want a cool web show. :D
4. My brother can edit videos, if he is willing, and/or has time....
THEN I realized that:
(refer back to list number one)
So do you see the unbearable loop I have gotten my self into?
Stupid dreams. I love you.
Lola Warner Falling Down, falling down, falling down....
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Lola
on Sunday, May 3, 2009
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So if you remember I wrote a post about me falling down during performances. I did it again.
Yeah.
Backstage is so dark I thought I had another foot or so to go before the next step so, my heel caught on the top stair and I tumbled (somersault style) down 6 hard stairs, and hit my head on a beam.
Then danced a whole dance.
Is that skill or what?
Yeah.
Backstage is so dark I thought I had another foot or so to go before the next step so, my heel caught on the top stair and I tumbled (somersault style) down 6 hard stairs, and hit my head on a beam.
Then danced a whole dance.
Is that skill or what?
SPRING BREAK!
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Lola
on Monday, April 13, 2009
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*sigh* I am beat.
I hope your spring break is going to be as kick butt as mine is.
I hope your spring break is going to be as kick butt as mine is.
Lola's got talent
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Lola
on Friday, April 10, 2009
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For the school talent show my friends and I are (probably) going to do this!
And then there was me. Lying on the floor.
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Lola
on Wednesday, April 8, 2009
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For musical theater we have to do projects, either with a partner or with your by yourself. I am doing two. One with my bff Daddy Warbucks (The boy who is playing Daddy Warbucks) and one with my by myself. So in our song, he hates me and we are dancing and he drops me, but because he is such a gentleman, he wouldn't drop me, he would just kind of lower me down. So before we did it in front of three people (as a sort of preveiw preformance) I said,
Me: "Daddy Warbucks. Drop me. Really truly drop me."
Daddy Warbucks: "Uh. Okay........"
Me: "Just do it, trust me!"
So we go out, and then well, just as you would think, he dropped me, and it was pure magic.
Except for the fact that my back hurt like nothing else, and my butt went numb, and my breath got knocked out of me.
But forget all of that. It was worth it for show buisness.
(Last year in Musical Theator, I sprained my ankle while exiting the stage, down some poorly lit stairs.......It's hard to explain. What is with me and my musical injuries. Sheesh.)
Me: "Daddy Warbucks. Drop me. Really truly drop me."
Daddy Warbucks: "Uh. Okay........"
Me: "Just do it, trust me!"
So we go out, and then well, just as you would think, he dropped me, and it was pure magic.
Except for the fact that my back hurt like nothing else, and my butt went numb, and my breath got knocked out of me.
But forget all of that. It was worth it for show buisness.
(Last year in Musical Theator, I sprained my ankle while exiting the stage, down some poorly lit stairs.......It's hard to explain. What is with me and my musical injuries. Sheesh.)

