Lazy Afternoon with My Friends

Today after school, Quinn and Ashley came over to hang out.  We didn’t really have anything to do, so we planned on just watching a movie or listening to music or something.  We were thinking about playing a board game, but most of the best ones technically belong to my cousin Allie, and she was at her friend Brittany’s house with most of the games we might have liked to play.  So we just hung around and watched music videos on demand and ate pretzels and drank lemonade.  But after a while, Lucy (of Lucy and Keisha’s blog) and her brother Dylan came over.  My older sisters and Dylan wanted to watch the TV (for some lame teenager program) so Quinn, Ashley, Lucy, and I decided to go play outside.  I put my skates on (because I wear them as much as I possibly can!) and we ran around outside, goofed off, and they all took turns pushing me around since I was the only one on wheels.  We had so much fun just doing nothing.   That’s the best kind of day!

The Jealousy Bit (Part 2)

So, I told you all last time about Peter asking Claire to go on a date and the foolish way I conducted myself afterwards.  Well, here’s the promised details of the horrid date!

I rode my bike to the theater and met Marco out front at 4:00 yesterday afternoon.  We went to the dollar theater, which shows movies that have been out of the theater for a while for $1 or $2, depending on the time of the showing and if it’s in 2-D or 3-D.  We got tickets to see The Hobbit, and went inside and stood around the concession counter.  Marco bought us popcorn while I watched and waited to see Peter.  After a few moments, I saw Peter, Claire, Anthony, and Angela all walk in.  Anthony and Angela walked over and got in line for popcorn, so I turned away really quick, hoping neither of them saw me.

Marco and I stood around, me watching out the corner of my eye, until Peter and his group went into the theater and then we followed them.  I led the way to seats right behind Peter and Claire.

I’m not sure if he saw me, or if he felt me giving him one of those looks that could freeze oil, but he turned around and saw me.  We locked eyes, and then he noticed Marco.  He looked angrier than I had ever seen him.  Well, good.  He turned away from us, and I could see that he crossed his arms and looked pouty.  He kept glancing over his shoulder at me, and I would make a face at him.  I guess I did that one time too many, because Peter took Claire’s hand in his and looked over his shoulder at me with a smug look on his face.

I don’t know what came over me.  I felt like I had a fever, but only on the inside.  I grabbed a whole handful of popcorn and threw it at Claire and Peter as hard as I could.  Peter turned around and threw a handful of his popcorn right back at me, and Claire shouted, “You stop that right now, Wendy Stein!”  Well, we all got into a shouting and popcorn throwing match right there in the theater.  Anthony and Angela tried to get us to all stop the commotion, but we weren’t listening to them.  We weren’t even listening to each other… just all being mad and horrible.  I’m so ashamed to think back on it now.  Marco was so embarrassed that he tried to leave, but before he could, an usher came and asked us all to leave the theater.  Less than twenty minutes into the movie, and we were all thrown out and told that we were banned for the next month.

But as soon as we were out of the theater and onto the sidewalk outside, Claire shoved me as hard as she could and I fell onto the pavement.  “I hate you!” she shouted.  “You ruined everything because you were jealous that Peter wanted me instead of you!”  And the worst part of it was that she was right.  I knew she was.  This whole thing had been my fault.  I should have left well enough alone instead of butting into Peter’s date and trying to make things difficult for him.  Claire, who lived within walking distance of the theater, ran off in the direction of her house, as Peter helped me up.  Marco called his mom to come pick him up and walked as far away from us as he possibly could, and Anthony and Angela walked across the street to the frozen yogurt shop… probably more to get away from me and Peter than anything else.

As soon as we were alone, I tried to say that I was sorry, but before I could open my mouth, Peter started to speak.  “I don’t like you dating Marco,” he said quietly.  “Well, I don’t like you dating Claire,” I replied.  He smiled a little smile and said, “I didn’t like it either.”

I couldn’t help but feel a little better.  I should have known better than to really think Peter would want to go out with Claire.  We apologized to each other right then and agreed to apologize to both Claire and Marco.  We also agreed to pay them, Anthony, and Angela back for their tickets and popcorn, since it was our fault no one saw the movie.  We agreed then that we wouldn’t be dating anyone else.  We’re still not boyfriend and girlfriend and we're not dating, but our understanding has been slightly adjusted… I guess you’d call it an exclusive understanding.  But I made myself a solemn promise that I would never do anything that embarrassing and foolish over a boy again.  I used to make fun of my older sisters, and I now I feel like I’m turning into them!  And I’m not even a teenager yet!

The Jealousy Bit (Part 1)

Hello, readers!  I hope there are still a few of you out there.  I’ve had a lot of crazy stuff going on lately…

So, as you all know, I’m very… fond… of my friend Peter.  Yesss…. I like him.  A lot.  But he is not my boyfriend.  He likes me too, and we’ve told each other this, but we’re not like dating or anything.  We’re really just not ready for it.  But I guess even though I know he’s not my boyfriend, I sort of think of him as… mine.  I know that may be sort of petty, but I can’t help it!  We have an understanding, and it works well.  Or at least it did, up until recently.

Peter came to me the other afternoon and announced that he wanted to go on a date.  Immediately, I began to blush.  You see, I thought he was asking me on a date.  But he wasn’t.  He was informing me that he wanted to go on a date, so he had asked “a girl we know” to go to the movies with him.  He went on to say that he would have liked to go with me, but his parents said he couldn’t.  My feelings were kind of hurt… I thought his parents liked me.  So I was standing there in the middle of campus, right in front of the library at lunch, trying not to cry as this guy… my guy… tells me how his parents are making him date some other girl.  He said they were worried that he and I spend too much time together… that we’re more serious than we ought to be.  But it’s really not like that.  The most serious thing we’ve ever done is hold hands once or twice and hug.

When we hang out, we never call it “a date,” but he had specifically said he was taking this girl on a date.  It was a double date, actually.  His best friend Anthony and Angela, this girl that he likes, were going as well.  Peter didn’t want to tell me who he was going with, but I had to know.  I didn’t want to know… I had to.  It was twisting my stomach in knots to just stand there and wonder who he could be taking, but he wouldn’t say.  He just kept saying “it doesn’t matter.”  He even told me that I might take the chance to go out with some other boy.  But I didn’t want to go out with another boy.  All the other boys in our grade are smelly and rude.  They’re not like Peter.

By the time I went to my next class, I tried really hard to put Peter and his new girlfriend out of my mind, and I was able to, for the most part.  But when Claire and Marisol walked in the class, Claire was grinning from ear to ear.  They sat down right near me and I heard Claire brag to Marisol about her big plans.  She said she had a date to go to the movies.  She turned and looked right at me and asked, “Wendy, do you think Peter would like me better in my blue dress or my green jumper?  I want to look good for our date.”  My face turned beet red, and I had to move away from her.  I knew I’d say or do something to her and end up getting myself in trouble.  How could Peter take Claire Lozano, the meanest girl in our whole school… our whole city!… on a date?  It made no sense!  Claire has always liked Peter (more reason for her to hate me), but he’s never liked her.  She makes him nervous, but apparently not too nervous to date her.

I got to thinking about how Peter said I should go out with some other boy.  Maybe I’d do just that.  Two could play that game.  So when I went to marching band rehearsal the next period, I just worked up my courage and asked Marco Garza, another clarinet player, if he’d like to go out with me.  Maybe this was kind of mean… Marco is really nice, and I had heard from a few people that he had a crush on me.  I knew I was using him, but I didn’t care.  He said he’d go with me, and we made plans.  It was just a coincidence that I happened to pick the same theater, the same movie, and the same showing as Peter and Claire.  At least that was what I would say.

Anyways, I’m really ashamed to be a part of this, but it’s too late to pull out now.  Plus I just have to know what happens between Peter and Claire!  I’ll update you all with the gory details after the date!

Peter's Going Away Party

Yesterday everyone went over to Peter’s house for a little party in his honor.  He’s going to be gone to summer camp for six weeks and I miss him already.  Anyways, I had only been to Peter’s house once before the party because he lives way on the other side of town and has to be bused to school while all my other friends live more or less in walking distance.  I finally got to meet his mom, Dr. Beaumont, who is a respected veterinarian and I met Peter’s best friend Anthony.  


Actually, let me back up and tell you everyone who was at the party.  There was Peter (of course) and his sister Zuzu, Ashley and her sister Alice, Me, Quinn, Nicki, Taylor, Anthony, Zuzu’s best friend Angela, and Ryder and Max, a couple of Peter’s Boy Scout and 4-H friends from Shafter.


I’m not sure why, but I felt really shy when I arrived.  I mean, I used to be pretty shy but I’ve gotten better the last couple of years… but man, I felt like such a wallflower at the party.  I’m not like Nicki, who loves boys and couldn’t decide between Anthony, Ryder, and Max so she tried to flirt with all of them.  I’m not like Quinn, who can find common ground with anyone.  I’m not like Ashley, who can make anyone laugh.  I felt really inferior.


Zuzu, Angela, and Anthony stayed in one little group and the rest of my friends were in another little group.  Ryder and Max, who really only knew Peter and Anthony, stuck to themselves.  Nicki went around from boy to boy, and Peter tried to be a good host and went back and forth between all the groups.  And then there was me… and I didn’t feel like I fit in with any of the groups.


Peter didn’t seem to want to talk to me, and when he did, he seemed really annoyed with me.  Once he snapped at me because I offered him a brownie… once I said something and he actually sighed and rolled his eyes.  He was so unlike himself!  I’ve never seen him be rude to anyone… especially not to me…


So after a while, I went and sat on the porch swing out front.  A moment later, Ashley came out and sat next to me.  She seems to always know what’s wrong and what to do to help, because she just put her arm around my shoulder and didn’t say anything.   After a while, we both went back inside and I sat with Ashley and Zuzu while we ate dinner.


Before the night was over, Ashley was mad at Nicki for flirting with Anthony (who Ashley has a big crush on, though she’ll never admit it), Zuzu was mad at Quinn for making herself the center of attention (which she didn’t really do, but I didn’t want to get involved in that argument), and I was mad at Peter for being mad at me.


When everyone was ready to go home, I was the last to be picked up.  I had gotten a ride there from Ashley and Alice’s mom, but they were sleeping over with their cousins so I had to call my dad to come and get me to go home.  Once everyone but the Beaumonts and I were gone, I went and stood outside by myself.  A few minutes after I went out, Peter came and stood beside me.  I didn’t want to talk him… I didn’t even want to say goodbye, but there he was.


He was the first to break the silence.  “Did you have a good time tonight?”
I rolled my eyes to get him back for earlier.  “What do you think?”
“I didn’t think so,” he said quietly.  “I guess I should apologize for that.”
“Why were you so short with me?” I asked.
Peter shrugged.  “I guess I was just… I don’t know… annoyed.  I mean, out of everyone here, you were the only one I really wanted to talk to… and you acted like you didn’t want to be here.”
“I thought you were mad at me,” I said, sighing.  “I just felt sort of… out of place.”
“You’ll never be out of place here or anywhere else where I am.  I’m sorry I didn’t really make you feel like that earlier,” Peter said, blushing ever so slightly.
I smiled and looked away, suddenly too embarrassed to look him in the eye.  “I guess I could have tried harder to fit in.  I was just having a hard time because… I’m going to miss you…”
“I’m going to miss you, too,” he said.


Then he held my hand.  It was really nice.  I don’t know how long we stood there, hand in hand, but we stayed like that until we saw my dad driving up.  Then we both got embarrassed and let go really quickly.

Before I got in my dad’s car, Peter stopped me.  “Hey,” he began.  “My parents gave me this whole roll of stamps… and I was wondering if it would be okay if I wrote to you this summer.”
“Yeah, I’d like that,” I said.  As I turned around, Peter tapped me on the shoulder, took his lucky blue baseball cap off and handed it to me.
“I was sorta hoping you might keep that for me,” he said.  “I mean, I’m not gonna need it at ranch camp, so someone should get some use out of it.”
I smiled, put the hat on, and said, “Bye, Peter.”

So, Peter’s gone to camp and I’m still wearing his hat.  After all of this, I still don’t understand boys… but I guess it wouldn’t be so exciting and interesting if I did.

Versatile Blogger Award

Hello!  First of all, Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone!  I'm spending the afternoon with Quinn, because this is her favorite holiday.  She and her ma are making corned beef, cabbage, potatoes, carrots, soda bread, mint cupcakes, and lime kool-aid!  Can't wait to get a big bowl full of veggies!


Secondly (and perhaps most importantly), my pal Sophie nominated me for a Versatile Blogger Award!  A big thanks to her for that!  I get a bit lazy at times and forget to update, but this blog is hands-down my favorite project and I always appreciate being remembered.  =)  

So now I get to give you seven completely random tidbits.  =D


1.  Well, this really is random, but every time I read the title of the award, I see Versailles!  Probably because Sophie is French.  =D
2.  I hate wearing shoes.  If I could, I'd go barefoot all the time!  I know that it's dangerous to walk outside like that, but I can't help it!  When I go into my yard, I love to feel the grass between my toes.  =)
3.  I'm in the sign language club at my school.  I'm not deaf, nor do I actually know anyone who is, but I always found ASL so interesting and have always wanted to learn it.
4.  When I first started having a lot of trouble at school with Claire, my parents wanted me to switch schools.  I took an entrance exam for a very exclusive boarding school and got accepted, but I didn't want to leave home.  Even though I still have trouble with Claire from time to time, I'm glad I stayed because I have so many great friends here.
5.  My dad owns his own store.  It's a video rental place / comic book store.  It's one of my favorite places in the world because I love both comic books and movies, and at least one night a week there's a group there gaming -- either video games or Dungeons and Dragons.
6.  My favorite non-religious holiday is Halloween.  My favorite religious holidays are Hanukkah and Purim.
7.  Sometimes I fantasize about going to live in some big city, but I think I'd get tired of it pretty fast and find it impersonal.  


Now, for my nominations!  It was pretty hard to pick since there are so many different blogs I love and I could only pick four, but I did eventually decide.  


1. The Greens and Roses
2.  Edie
3.  Haley
4.  Sabine

RULES:

1. In a post on your blog, nominate 4 fellow bloggers for The Versatile Blogger Award.

2. In the same post, add the Versatile Blogger Award.

3. In the same post, thank the blogger who nominated you in a post with a link back to their blog.

4. In the same post, share 7 completely random pieces of information about yourself.

5. In the same post, include this set of rules.

6. Inform each nominated blogger of their nomination by posting a comment on each

their blogs.

The Winter Dance

Hello, friends! I've sure missed talking to you all. I have something to tell you about. =)

Sometime last week, I was walking home from school with my friend Peter. He usually has to take the bus because he lives clear on the other side of town, but this day he was going to his cousin (and my friend) Ashley's house. Ashley and Nicki left us alone to walk together... which was embarrassing, but nice at the same time... if that makes any sense.

When we were close to my house, Peter finally started to tell me about this dance that he had to go to. You see, Peter's dad was permanently disabled a few years ago, so he stays home and takes care of Peter and his sister and the house. And he's really involved with charities and community affairs, so he kind of planned this dance at the youth center. And since Peter had to go, he thought I might like to go with him.

It felt sort of weird. I mean, Peter stressed the fact that it's not a date and I agreed to that, but I had never been to a dance like that, and certainly never with a boy. But Peter is my friend... and I like him. I mean, I'm not ready for a boyfriend obviously, but Peter is also sort of more than a friend. Don't tell anyone about this, but he's told me that he likes me, but he's not ready for a girlfriend. It's sort of hard to explain, but I guess you could say he and I have an understanding. So, with all that considered, and considering the fact that the dance did sound like fun, I had to say yes.

But that didn't stop me from being nervous all this week. But I didn't really have any reason to worry.

The dance was on Friday. Peter and his dad picked me up that afternoon early, since his dad had to be there to set up. We couldn't get out of the house without my mom taking a picture.

So we went to the dance and helped Peter's dad and the other committee members set up. Some of the committee members had kids there as well, and we spent a lot of time talking to them and goofing off when the adults weren't looking. When the dance finally started, Peter and I spent a lot of time talking to each other and other kids, eating cookies, drinking punch, and enjoying the music. Neither of us likes to dance much, so we only danced twice. One song was fast, so that was easy. The other was slow.

Okay, I'll admit it... I was extremely embarrasses when he put his hands on my waist. I think he was too, because he was blushing a little. I thought he might feel weird dancing with me like that since I'm taller than him, but he seemed okay with it. He told me he was having a wonderful time and that he was glad he invited me. I told him I was glad I came, too.

When he and his dad took me home, he walked me to my door like a gentleman. And right before he left, he told me that I was the prettiest girl at the dance. I blushed so hard, I think my cheeks are still hot! When I went inside, I called Quinn and we talked about everything that happened in detail for over an hour. I'm so glad I have a best friend!

So, that's what happened between me and a boy who is not my boyfriend on an evening that was not a date. I can't believe I'm saying this, but it was really and truly wonderful.

Pirates ahoy!

Ahoy mateys! Tis yer hearty Wendy! I've had a wonderful pirate filled day!

I went to a charity event at the high school with my sisters Bethany and Sarah and my cousin Allie. While we were there, we met up with my sisters' friend Dylan and his younger sister and her best friend. Dylan's sister is Lucy and her friend is Keisha from the blog Friends Win! We had so much fun together. They're both really nice girls and I really enjoyed hanging out with them.

Enjoy the rest of the pics from this lovely day! Talk to you soon!

In honor of Jane Austen week...

Hello, blog pals! As you may have heard, it's Jane Austen week! So I got together with my friends Nicki and Ashley, we borrowed Josefina's regency dresses and did a photo shoot! We're the heroines from some of Austen's most famous works -- Pride and Prejudice and Emma! We'd have gotten a couple of our other friends and done more heroines from her other books, but Josefina only has the three dresses we're wearing, lol. Anyways...

Ashley is Elizabeth Bennet from P&P. Lizzy has dark hair and "fine" dark eyes, is quick witted, sarcastic, smart and funny. She's the quintessential Austen heroine.

I'm Jane Bennet, Elizabeth's older sister. Jane is sweet, compassionate, blonde, and beautiful.

Nicki is Emma Woodhouse from Emma. Miss Woodhouse is a little daft at times, but her heart is always in the right place.

The Bennet sisters

Feeling lovely and ladylike.

Oh, and in other news, in case you don't already know, Lucy, the newest girl here, has opened her blog! It's called Love, Lucy. Go show her some love. =) (She's sad because no one besides me commented on her last blog post...)

The year is 1995, and...

Hello, everyone! By now I'm sure you've all heard the news... MyAG #4 (the original Asian girl with bangs) has been discontinued. Bre has wanted this doll for a while, but it's hard to keep up with the modern dolls when the historicals are getting archived left and right. But a doll collecting future without the possibility of adding the adorable #4 was too bleak for Bre. So she started looking on eBay and sales listings on the message board, and someone offered to sell one to her for less than retail! The only bummer is that she's officially Bre's birthday present from her mom, and her birthday isn't until August 15th! That's well over a month of the new girl sitting in a box waiting to be loved.

But #4 being discontinued made me think. Of the 20 original girls released way back when in 1995, not many of us are left.

Maybe our bangs are not as fashionable as they used to be. Maybe some of the newer dolls are prettier or more unique, but we're still special, too. Bre never had an AGOT growing up (don't get us wrong, she loved and still loves Addy), and she always sorta wanted one. She has several now, but I'm her favorite. And that's not bragging... it's acknowledged fact that I'm her favorite modern doll. Why? Because I'm the sort of AGOT doll she might have had as a little girl in the '90s. Of these original 20 dolls, Bre has 3 (Me, Amira, and Brittany -- or #12, #11, and #7), soon to be 4. I personally know 2 more (Rachel and Julia -- #20 and #5) who belong to Bre's good friend and her sister. Do you have any of us original girls?

A bit of news!

Hello, all! I'm back, loves, and I've got a bit of news! =)


I probably hadn't mentioned this on this blog (what with my 85 year absence...), but Josefina lives here now! And she is... so... BEAUTIFUL! She's really nice, too, so I don't even feel right being jealous.





Anyways, to make her feel accepted and special, Bre has allowed her to enter the Little Miss Playthings contest this year! Believe it or nor, this is Bre's first time entering, and she and Josefina are both really excited. Considering the fact that she had planned to enter me, I should be upset... but c'mon... a beauty contest is hardly my scene. (Even if I am a little stunner... LOL, I kid, I assure you.)

And just in case you all miss seeing me, I'll share a recent pic of me!



I had a little adventure in baking. =) It looks more like I had an adventure in mess making though!

In other news, I'm out of school for the summer, so I'll try to update this blog more frequently. And as many of you know, my friend Nicki lives here in California with her grandma and spends the summers with her family in Colorado... she's leaving next week. We're throwing her a little going away party soon... I'll let you all know what happens!

Anyways, I guess that's about it for now...
Love, Wendy


P.S. If you really want to stay in touch, add me as a facebook friend here, or just "like" my fan page here! Thanks!

100th post! Can you believe it?

Hello, dear blog friends! It is I, Wendy, your faithful blogger! I have to apologize right away for my lack of posts. Knowing that this was going to be my 100th, I wanted to do something special for it... I wanted to wait until I had a sensational idea, big news, or both. But the truth is, as time wore on and I concentrated more, I decided that I should do something sort of introspective and commemorative. (And I'll try not to hurt my arm patting myself on the back, lol.)

My first post ever was written on January 2, 2009. If you weren't reading my blog way back then, or you don't really remember what I said (and I'll be honest here... I didn't really remember myself!), you can read that post here.

When I made that post, I was much younger, and very different. I didn't really have any friends, so it was always hard for me to talk to people. Talking to you all on this blog made me feel wanted and accepted. Suddenly, there were people who thought I was cool too, and interesting enough to read about! I became more confident almost immediately. Soon after opening this blog, I met Quinn... and she's still my very best friend. We have very little in common besides the fact that we value each other and our friendship above anything else.

Since this blog began, I've met many, many dolls. Bre's collection has more than TRIPLED -- from 6 dolls in January of 2009 to her current collection of 16 AG dolls, a bitty baby, 2 Gotz dolls, 2 Journey Girls, an Our Generation doll, a Magic Attic Club doll, and a Karito Kid doll, not to mention an Ellowyne, so many Barbies and friends that it's best not to count, and miscellaneous other "shelf" dolls. I've made friends through this blog who are just as dear to me as the dolls who live here, and I've met two of them in person... maybe I'll meet more soon!

I'm a more adventurous person than I used to be... specifically where fashion is concerned! I've grown to appreciate the talent it takes to create quality handmade AG clothes... and I've also grown to appreciate the beauty of historical clothes.

This blog has helped me learn and grow. I'm a bigger and better person because of it. I know more about fashion, style, photography, all of you, and most of all, myself. For this, the experience has been priceless.

I plan to update this blog much more regularly now. I want this blog to rise from it's own ashes... like a phoenix of prose and art. My goal is to continue growing and learning, and to entertain as much as possible. Thank you all for being a part of this with me!

Love Always,
Wendy M. Stein and Bre, AKA BuckinghamAlice

Big news: me at Innerstar U!

Hey everyone! It's officially February, and I've got news. As some of you may know from facebook, I'm now a student at Innerstar U! I'm only going part time, and the rest of the time is at my old school. I'm trying to decide if transferring would be good for me. So far I really love it. I've got a dorm that I stay in while I'm at Innerstar, and there are a ton of nice people. I've already been invited to several parties!

It felt weird at first, splitting time between two schools... leaving my friends. But my teachers are supportive of my splitting time idea... in fact, they recommended the same thing for Ashley.

Hope to see some of you around campus!

I'm on Facebook!

So, up until now, Bre has said that I'm not allowed on Facebook or any site like that. She said I wasn't old enough and, knowing me, would get us all into trouble. =P But since I had a birthday last month, and I've been pretty much behaving myself, she let me make a facebook page!

You can find me here.

Any of you that have pages should totally add me! I've found a few people through Bre's page, but if you have facebook and I didn't add you, go ahead and add me!

Talk to you all soon!

Love, Wendy

Entry for the Bolton Girls contest - Best friends

Quinn is my very best friend. Although we both have other friends now, she'll always be the most special person in the world to me. This picture is from last year when we went to my school carnival together and got our faces painted and bought our crazy best friend hats from the rummage sale. =) This winter, Quinn and I are hoping to spend a lot of time together. We definitely want to do all our gift shopping together... which will be fun because I celebrate Hanukkah and she celebrates Christmas, so we get to shop double. We've saved all of our babysitting money for this. We'll probably watch holiday movies together, and I know we'll have a big cookie baking day. It would be nice if we got snow here to build snowmen and that sort of thing, but even in the dead of winter, we can still play outside when without wearing much more than a good sweater, so we'll get to do most of the same stuff we do in the fall. As always, I'm looking forward to hanging out with her! Thanks for reading this!

Halloween Pics (sorry they're so late!)

Sorry for the long lack of updates. You know how it is with school and all. And Bre being addicted to facebook and stuff, lol.

Anyways, we have two Halloween albums. =)

The first is just pics of the treats Bre made us and our costumes.

The second is the story of what happened at Claire's Halloween party...

Please enjoy! Comments are very welcome. =)

First post from HOME in forever!

Hey everyone! It's me, Wendy, here with some pretty good news! Our house is now officially back online! It's been a LOOOOONG time, but now that I'm online again, I'll probably be updating so often you'll all get sick of me! :)

So my cousin Allie and her friends Amira and Brittany are opening their own blog together. Cool, huh? I'll let you all know the link whenever I know.

Until next time,
Wendy M. Stein

Random Pic: Me and my friends

Today's random pic is of me and all my friends. We don't get to be together that often because some of us go to different schools and have crazy schedules, but I like when we can be together.

Claire... being nice?

If you read my blog very often, you might remember Claire. She goes to my school, and she's sort of a bully. But she went to summer camp this year, and when she came home, she started being nice. To everyone (even me!). I sorta think it's because she's in a bit of a lurch at school now (school, which, btw started up again last monday)... one of her friends from last year moved and the other one (who was an 8th grader) graduated. So she needs followers... but I don't plan to be one of them.

Claire is an Our Generation Sydney Lee doll who came to live here just before Marisol. She used to be the meanest girl I knew, but lately she hasn't been. Am I wrong not to trust her when she says she's turned over a new leaf?

Maybe I am, but better safe than sorry, right?

Little Red Wagon

Bre went antiquing a while back and found this little red wagon in just our size. I was babysitting Noah a while back and I took her for a walk in the wagon. She loved it! I like sitting for Noah... she's a good baby and loves to play. =)

Cousin Allie

Hey everyone! I know it's been a while. Life has been weird.

For starters, my cousin Allie from Germany moved into our house. She's a Gotz Precious Day Jessica doll. Don't get me wrong... I love her, but it's been weird sharing my room. She 10 (I'm almost 12), she loves pink (I tolerate it), and she's really girly (I'm not). But it is cool... I mean, before her, I was the only blond in the family. And I always have someone to play with because my older sisters are mean and don't like to spend time with me. We usually have fun, and my friends all mostly like her, but Quinn gets tired of her pretty quickly... which is funny, since they're a lot alike...

And Nicki's in Colorado right now. She first moved here to help her sick grandma, but her gran's gotten much better and no longer needs help. She misses her family and her friends Becca and Kris a lot... so she's thinking of moving back. None of us here want her to go... would we be bad friends if we said so?