Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells!

Winter is here!! We have snow on the ground and lovely tempetaures of -20 with the wind chill. It's so cold!!!!

I don't like the cold but I have had some fun times so far this winter.

We had a church Christmas party and my brothers myself and some of our friends had a fun snowball fight in the church parking lot. I was the first girl to join in and then this one other girl also joined in. We had a blast! I luckily didn't get to much because the boys would try to block me from the snowballs. Which was fine with me because I was not dressed for the cold. I had on a sweater and a dress with leggings...and my highish heeled boots. Defenitely not snowball fighting clothes...

But that didn't really stop me...my boots were soaking and I couldn't feel my fingers for half of the fight but it was amazingly fun.

Has anyone gone Christmas caroling? I am hoping to go this friday with some friends. It should be fun. Hopefully it is 20 degrees or more instead of negative. We had a 40 degree day a few days ago and we were all saying how warm it was! Where I used to live that was considered frezzing! =)

How is the weather where you all live? Is it freezing or semi warm? do you have snow on the ground or are you still praying that Christmas morning you might wake up to find the world draped in a white blanket?

Wether it is warm or cold or you have snow don't forget the true meaning of Christmas.

Christmas is about our Saviors birth...and it is about giving and not only reciving.

Have a very Merry Christmas!

Soy Libre: I'm Free

Sorry about not posting! I have been real busy with work and dance...and our computer broke down again. ): But I will try to get to the library more often. Here is a poem I wrote a year ago....Enjoy!! :)

A traves del pastizal
corro,
mis pezunas golpeando el suelo.

Mi crin cae a mis rodillas,
mi cola roza el suelo,
una chispa en mis ojos, una flama
que no se ve en muchos,

Como el viento,
soy un fantasma,
oido, mas no visto.

Soy parte del cielo,
parte de la tierra…

Soy libre.

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Across the range
I run,
hooves pounding the ground.

My mane falls to my knees,
my tail grazes the ground,
my eyes have a spark, a flame
not seen in most.

Like the wind,
I’m a ghost,
heard yet not seen.

I am part of the sky,
part of the earth…

I am free.

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