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SOS...Equestrian Sandals Post

Just saying...
With some basic changes, I can probably pull this off without being strangled by Dad.  Here are the photos and if you want it, a link to Sea Of Shoes (I LOVE that blog!)

B-Day

I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!
Mommy agreed to let me have a more-than-one person slumber party for my birthday.  Actually, all I want for my birthday (BESIDES that) is sugar gliders.

Look into that adorable face and say that you don't want one...I dare you.

Anyway, I'm having ALL my friends over, um...give me a second, we're talking almost ten girls (maybe if they all come).  I can't wait!!!  You may be saying, um, Noelle, you're birthday's not until the end of October so why are you so excited???  But that's not true (kinda sorta).  You see, for two of my BEST BEST BEST friends to be able to come (they're moving) we're having it some weekend in September so it's not TOTALLY far off, I mean, it's almost August!

Anyway, I hope to see my friends there and I WANT MY SUGAR GLIDERS!!!!!  (Sorry, they're just so dang cute!)  Ok, I'm out of here.

(Post #241)

Bling's-the-Thing and Spa Heaven Order Post

As you know, there was a temporary
Glitch that did not allow orders to come in.  That is now fixed.  You will order here in the comments for this post (and only this post please)!  Remember this "form order":

Order Form for Bling's-the-Thing:

 Object you want (B1, P3, etc.)

 Your name

Date and whether you will be ordering through postage or by hand delivery (no out-of-town hand deliveries please)

Order Form for Spa Heaven:

Item you want (Full massage, finger nails with nail art, etc.)

Your name and current date

Date you think will work  for you 

Thank you.  To see the Bling's-the-Thing catalog, click here (now updated and with new merchandise!)  To see the Spa Heaven home screen, click here.  Thank you for reading.

AF Bratlife Alert

This is the August Alert and Update.
AF Bratlife:
Hope you like the brand new "look" for AFB!  We will be keeping this screen for a while.  If you are having problems accessing areas of you blog, please contact me through email or word of mouth.
Or, if you do not live near by, or don't 'email' then please, do this quick and easy survey by clicking here.  Please, even if you are not having problems, go ahead and do this survey.  It's just five questions long, two minutes max to do it.  Thank you.

Bling's-The-Thing and Spa Heaven:
Due to difficulties, you cannot order right now.  However, we will soon be getting an update once those technicalities are sorted out.  Bling's-the-Thing will soon be getting a new brand of bracelets, called Bandz.  Spa Heaven is now excepting all orders as soon as scheduling is available.

New Updates:

• New Look!
• Updated Bling's-The-Thing
• Updated Spa Heaven
• New line of B-T-T bracelets.

Thank you, and this has been you monthly update (and post #240)

Post

I'm just bored.
So I decided to do a post.

Schedule for this week:

• Monday:  Work on book?
• Tuesday:  Work on book?  Piano at five.
• Wednesday:  Sod Squad; Family Pool Night
• Thursday:  Sleepover, my house
• Friday: Rest of sleepover.  Pick up OG.
• Saturday: I dunno
• Sunday:  Church

Just some BLOGGING (<3) photos I found:

Want this button on my keyboard!!!

I'm SO doing this next time we play scrabble

"Let your voice be heard" (add this to...if photos could be mottos)

I <3 Dork Diaries!!!

Totally.

'K, I'm out of here.  Blogging fool, signing off.

Dragon

Photos, sorry, not in the mood to talk.

Boo!

Sorry to spring this on you guys!
I decided to spruce (what a cool word...spruce.  Gives you a kind of a zing) up the blog and give it some zazzle.  I know, I'm WAY full of words today.  I hope you like the new look.  Please, click on this link to do a quick survey about it.  CLICK HERE

London

And the post of the day is....
My trip to London!  Which I never posted about...hmm.  Anyway, I got SO cold on the second day that Daddy had to buy me gloves!  Here are the photos.

I was after the pigeon...not the castle.

I remember being very impressed.

Think I was bored?

I have absolutely no recollection of this.

I have my DSi out.  Why do I have my DSi out?  Oh I bet I was taking a photo.

We went to an Egyptian exhibit.

Book 2

Redo of post called "Book" - Prolog

Prolog

A man ran through the dark.  Although he was quite early for his meeting, the idea of the rewards and riches he would be given for this information was too spectacular to wait out in the cold for.  Plus, the Princess would be pleased about his early appearance.  That would definitely mean a bonus in his prize.

He skidded to a halt by the fourth gate he saw on the dirt road.  Gazing up at the dark, twisted mansion in front of him, he began to have doubts; this was where she wanted he to meet her, right?  Taking no chances, he carefully slipped through the creaky gate and hurried up the overgrown path, past a lawn that hadn’t been clipped in years.  Taking no notice of the fade rose bushes clinging to his coat, he pulled out of the thorns to the cracked, mossy steps.  He walked up them, feeling sudden waves of dread and excitement wash over him time after time.  Reaching up, his fingers groped for and found a cold rusty knocker, which he swung back and dropped.  A resounding thud echoed across the landscape.

The huge oak doors opened by a crack.  Two dimly glowing eyes peered out at him.  A disembodied female voice spoke from the direction of the eyes.  The voice made his hair stand on end.  Choppy and rough, there was something irresistible about it.

“You are the one to meet us here tonight?”

The man said in a voice a little higher and squeakier than usual, “Er, yes.  I am here to tell you the information you said you would pay me for.”  Seeing the distrust in the eyes, he quickly added, “It happened tonight.”

“I see.  Come in.  Do not try to fool us this time.”

The eyes vanished and the door swung wide to allow him entrance.  He nervously stepped in.  The door seemed to swing shut by itself.  He heard the soft click of the door being locked.

“Uh...”  He whispered. “I-I don’t th-think that the door needs to be locked right now.  Nobody else is going to come here.”

The only answer he got was a smile inlaid with perfect white teeth that shone in the shadows.  The voice said, “This way.”

A dark figure led him down a hallway.  The only light was the moon beams through the dusty-framed windows.  A white hand loomed from the darkness, it pointed towards a door on the man’s left.

“In there...no questions are really necessary.”  When he paused, he received another ghostly grin.  He noted, shocked, that the person had all pointed teeth.

Now the man felt even more nervous as he stepped into a dark room.  He was told to sit by the voice, and feeling that it would be best not to do otherwise, did so.  He glanced at the doorway just in time to see the creepy white teeth disappeared into the gloom and the door silently close.  Now a different voice spoke, cold in its nature, but smoother.

“My friend has told me that you have the information we need.”

“Ah, yes.  You will pay me for it as we agreed on, yes?”  Squeaked the man, not at all pleased to see his shady employer again.  After a moment, he wondered how she could have been told anything if the creepy female butler had not entered the room with him.

“Payment?  Ah...yes, all in good time.  Now, the information, please.”

The man didn’t like the sound of that.

“The girl came home, stayed for 43 minutes, and then the woman you showed me a picture of came out of her apartment.  She walked to the park on the corner of Magic St. and Dorian Blvd.”

“Dorian?”

“Yes, Dorian,” He snapped. “The woman disappeared in the center of a park, where the Great Giant is.  I have watched them.”  He threw his head high and strengthened his feeble, girly voice so that his host would recognize his impatience.  There were many people that would like to get their grubby police hands on him, and staying in one place too long was dangerous.  “I need my payment, and soon.  Soon would best be now.”

Ignoring the request, the smooth, sweet voice said, “Do they know that they were watched the entire time?  Or, a better question, did the woman seem...preoccupied?”

“No, mam.  She barely even stopped or looked around the entire time.  It was most easy to watch them; a child coul-”

“You have done well.  Now, for your payment.”

The man felt a leap of joy pierce his nervousness.  This is why he did these dirty jobs - for the money and jewels that they provided.

“How much?”

“Did you think, “ said the voice, now stern, “that I would pay you with worthless cash?  Or gold?”

“Ah-”  He honestly didn’t know what to say, so it was good that she cut him off.

“No, no.  I am going to give you something greater.  Have a drink.”

Resisting the sudden urge to run, the man nodded and accepted the drink, or better, concoction, that appeared at his side in a champagne glass.  He sniffed it, but spent no more time examining for poison - he didn’t want to be rude to his employer.  Lifting the sickly lime green slush to his lips, he drank.  The man keeled over instantly, falling on the ground sluggishly.  The glass slipped from his hand and shattered; lime green goo splattered everywhere.  A slim figure stood up and stared coldly down at the figure, unperturbed and somehow not coated with the glutinous and glowing slush now all around the room.  A stout woman hurried in, white teeth still shining in the moonlight.  She was carrying a jeweled box and was the first to talk.

“Is his life over, or is he sleeping?”

“He is sleeping, but not for long.  The knife, please.”

A knife appeared from the box and was handed to the tall woman.  A twisted, evil-looking black knife slashed the man deeply.  His heart beat stopped with a jolt.

Both figures left the room, the sweet-voiced villain wearing a cloak just now visible.  The walked out the door and down the mangled path.  Behind them, the house burst into flames.  Both walked on.

Coverstory

This is the back cover of my book.
I've had many people ask what my story is like, and when I can't answer, they say, "well what's on the back cover".  So here you go.

What would you do?

Cassandra Deanna Dorian is as normal as they get.  But when strange things start happening in her town, she just has to get to the bottom of the mystery.  In her search, she discovers a world where things are different, a world where everyone knows her name, a world where Cassie finally belongs.  But even there, things are not as they should be.

What happens next?  Find out in this daring, fast-paced original story, The Icy One.  (See sneak peeks on my website).

About the author:  Noelle Matherne is a happy twelve-year old girl in New Jersey, where she lives with her military dad, home-schooling (and brilliant) mom, her min pin Skoshi, and a very strong-willed cat named Joey.  This is her first book.

Boat race complete

Have you ever had this really weird feeling...
Like when you were totally dreading something, and then you had a blast?  I mean, actually enjoyed it? Because that's just was happened to me.  Miss Tina signed me the four other friends up for the

Cardboard Boat Regatta

This was because she, other the three families, knew the least about it.  Before I go on, though, I'm surprised by how many people we have to explain this to.  We made a boat out of cardboard, water proofed it, the raced against other teams.  No, this was not an itty bitty boat, this was big enough to hold all five of us kids.  Ok, now that we got that covered....

We did excellent.  We were really worried that our boat would spring a leak or something, because, to be frank, we are not the best builders.  But no, we won 4th place...and the team we went against was the navy team.  >snicker snicker<  One of whom >giggle giggle< dropped his oar!  >lol!<  On video!  Unfortunately,  we won our heat, but only three teams could make it to the second heat.  So our, boat the Titanic, sadly, did not win anything (not even the prize for Most Titanic.  That went to the people who had such a bad design they were up to their knees in water)

BUT!

Our day was not over yet.  We took the Titanic back out, intending to get to the middle of the lake and sink it.  But, we never got the chance.  Somebody (no names, but I think I know who) messed with his/her duck tape sealant and his/her section sprung a leak.  Of course, it was only a trickle, but the he/she STOOD UP and screamed "Iceberg!  Abandon ship!" and jumped out  (we had life vests on.)  Of course, then it started poring in water so everybody started screaming Titanic-y stuff and jumping off (actually, two of the team got into a sword/paddle fight and one got shoved off)  Next thing I know, one last person is standing in the boat, up to there waist in water.  There are people video taping us from the shore too!  So we drag it back and find out the "water proof paint" peals when it gets wet and that the whole underside of out boat was peeled back.

We then spent two hours paddle boarding (it's really fun, we played water wars, you should try it some time), eating cookies, and just having a blast.

Funny how things turn out that way.

Funny

What Happens When You Set A Minecraft Geek on Pinterest

A-Maz-Ing!!!

True.  Just true.

OMGoodness!!!!

Up.

Made this extra large so you can read it.

I making it!  I am so making it!  Just better!

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