Hello Person Reading thisYes, you.  I’m speaking directly to you.  I bet you had a hard day and would just like a warm blanket and a soft rub on your back.
I’m sorry I can’t provide those things to you…but I am thinking really good, positive thoughts about you.  I hope you are surrounded by love and that tomorrow you awaken to find something even better about your life.
Today, I ask you to take a deep breath and be thankful.  I ask you to close your eyes and visualize a united world that is grateful for the little, perfect things around us every day.  Have you seen a gerbera daisy?  A stellar jay?  Heard a baby’s laughter?
Breathe deeply and thank whomever you can find.  Thank them for the beautiful things that surround you.  Thank them for your health.  Thank them for your friends and family.  Thank them for your home and your animals.  Finally, thank them for your breath.
Do you feel  it?  It’s called gratitude.  It’s free.  It’s in front of you. It’s abundant.  It only starts with a “thank you”.
Thank you.
Thank a stranger tomorrow and mean it.  Pass it on.

Okay, for my homeschool I do a cooking class with Kristine, after each class I have to write a paragraph or two about it. So they had the idea to blog it, soooo. BYE

-Christina

3-24-14

Today we made candied walnuts. First we 'blanched' them for 30 seconds then we put them in cold water for a minute or so, (you should do it for a shorter time, they were a little soggy.) Then we put agave and honey in a pan with rosemary (we used fresh from a bush outside but you can do whatever you want its your food.) And put in the walnuts. After they were stirred and stuffs we put them in the fridge for a few hours then BAM! Candied walnuts. We put them in party goody bags because they were really sticky.

RANDOM FACT OF THE WEEKISH - DAYISH

Putting bananas in a paper bag makes them ripen faster

Hey, I’m Christina and this is our new family blog.  I’m the youngest child. I have three sisters:  Aubrey, Amber, and Tammy . Also one brother, Gary.  I also live with my parents; Joe, (my Dad), and Renee (my Mom). Also Kristine; she’s the woman living with our family.
We live waaaaaaaaay “Out in the boonies” as my dad would say.  We live in the wine country of  California.
We have a ranch with 2 dogs; Roxy the mama, and Boomer the daddy, (We breed corgis if you want an adorable short legged puppy view Www.cccwc.org) 2 cats; Mocha, (she’s the mean one) and Rumble, (he’s the fluffy one) one rabbit; Bella,  one fish; Sir Fredington Swimsalot III (I named him) 3 horses; Santana, (the stubborn mare that is mom’s), Samson, (the needy ‘stallion’ that is Aubrey’s), Faith (the sweet one, she’s mine) and 8 chickens that lay green eggs!

But enough about us, this is suppose to be about how I got my bunny. So here:

Ok so for a really long time I've been wanting a rabbit. One day
my dad and I went to Rainbow Ag, a feed store. I was looking at the birds,  “Hey, want to look at the rabbits?” My dad asked.
“Yesss!!” I answered.
“*Chuckle* okay, they’re over here.” As we looked at an assortment of guinea pigs and mice/rats. There were
no rabbits. But then my dad says:
“Do you want to get a rabbit?” he knew the answer.
“YESSS!!! YES, YES!!!!!!” I exclaimed.

As we checked out, my Dad asked the cashier when they were going to get more rabbits.
  “Umm, I’m not sure, the breeder just brings 'em when she gets 'em”  the cashier replied.
Once we got home my Dad asked me to look online for one. I did.
After HOURS of research I finally found her. After a few days of talking with the breeders (my parents did, not me) we went to Oroville (now, you probably know where that is.)

Once we arrived, we got out to find a small farm. "Wow." my Mom said. "Don't get any ideas, Mom" I chimed in. As a woman walked out the front door. "Hello!" a woman in her early thirties exclaimed, as she walked out with a toddler at her side. Then, a man also in his thirties came out carrying  a cage with him.
"Hello." He said placing the cage on the ground and taking out two small rabbits.

After showing us around the farm, they brought us back to the rabbits. After seeing them running around, and letting us hold each of them, I decided on the small brown girl. We drove home after stopping at Dennys' for dinner. I set her up in her cage. After a few days I decided a name: Bella.
She is happy living with our ranch.