My parents made me sort of want to sing last night when we were at bridgewater (it was karaoke night). But no one else would even go to mango’s with me to help me pick out a song, So I told them I wouldn’t sing unless someone came with me, and they all said no. But I was persistent and I finally talked my mom into it and she helped me pick out a song. The only reason she didn’t want to go is because it would make her nervous if I sang. The song I sang is called Valentine, it’s the same one I sang at my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary party.

Martina McBride – Valentine Lyrics

If there were no words
no way to speak
I would still hear you
If there were no tears
no way to feel inside
I’d still feel for you

and even if the sun refused to shine
even if romance ran out of rhyme
you would still have my heart until the end of time
you’re all I need,my love,my valentine

All of my life
I been waiting for
all you give to me
you’ve opened my eyes
and showed me how to love unselfishly

I’ve dreamed of this a thousand times before
but in my dreams I could’nt love you more
I will give you my heart
until the end of time
you’re all I need,my love,my valentine

and even if the sun refused to shine
even if romance ran out of rhyme
you would still have my heart until the end of time
cause all I need is you my valentine
you’re all I need,my love,my valentine

I’m actually posting because I did something worth posting about when I actually had time to post.

Granddaddy and Sherry, ever since they got back from their road trip to CA and back have wanted to take the kids (meaning their grandkids) to Thunder Valley. So last night we went, Granddaddy, Sherry, Mom, Dad, Jessica, Caleb, Joseph, Jacob, and I.

I played LASERTAG for the first time. it was so fun! Seven of the ten of us played, it was every man for himself. I didn’t really want to play because it didn’t seem like my kind of thing but I did anyway hoping that I would have fun. Expecting to come in 6th or 7th place, I played hard, I had fun, and I didn’t worry about winning.

When the game was over (10min. game) we all filed out and the guy called out our numbers and gave us our scorecards in no apparent order, first he called out #13 (Sherry) and he said 7th place, then he called out #12 (Jacob) 6th place, then he called out #9 (me) 1st place, and I about hit the floor, I expected him to say 5th place.

So our scores are as follows:
Player #9 (Me) 3425 Deck Officer
Player #8 (Dad) 2900 Cosmic Sergeant
Player #4 (Jason) 2325 Cosmic Sergeant
Player #7 (Caleb) 1300 Lunar Private
Player #6 (Joseph) 775 Space Cadet
Player #12 (Jacob) 475 Space Cadet
Player#13 (Sherry) 250 Space Cadet

I won because I had 40% accuracy, which is a very low percentage but everyone else had a lot worse, my dad only had 8%, which was very weird for him, being the hunter and marksman that he is. Jason had 27%, Sherry had 9%, and I don’t know about the others. But I think that everyone had a lot of fun anyway.

So to say the least, I had fun and would like to do it again someday.

Okay so my parents heard this song and thought it was hilarious so I had to look it up, I thought it was pretty funny too, so I decided to share it with you.

Cats In The Kettle

by Unknown

Did you ever think when you eat chinese
It ain’t pork or chicken but a fat siamese?
Yet the food tastes great so you don’t complain
But that’s not chicken in your chicken chow mein
Seems to me I ordered sweet and sour pork
But Garfield’s on my fork
He’s purrin’ here on my fork

There’s a cat in the kettle at the Peking Moon
The place that I eat every day at noon
They can feed you cat and you’ll never know
Once they wrap it up in dough boys
They fry it real crisp in dough.

Chow Lin asked if I wanted more
As he was diallin’ up his buddy at the old pet store
I said “Not today, I lost my appetite”
There’s two cats in my belly and they want to fight.

I was suckin on a roll-aid and a tums or two
When I swear I heard it mew boy
And that is when I knew

There’s a cat in the kettle at the Peking Moon
I think I gotta stop eating there at noon
They say that it’s beef or fish or pork
But it’s purrin there on my fork
There’s a hairball on my fork