It’s Ten O’clock

Hello!  It’s Amie at ten o’clock at night with my little sister, Rose (She’ll talk in italics).  Right at the moment we’re hyped up with some REALLY black coffee (thanks to me, of course.  I’d probably put the army to shame.) and I had the bazar idea to write a blog post instead of writing my book.  Rose is giving me her time instead of reading, so please clap for Rose.

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Amie on the left, Rose on the right.

Okay, we need to answer some of the weirdest questions online.  Let’s look up weird questions.  Okay, Rose, do you promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

Yeah, as long as it has nothing to do with boys.

Don’t worry, I’m not into boys.  They can stay outside at ten o’clock at night.

Okay, I’m fine with that. 

All right, time to look up these questions.

What is the funniest name you have actually heard used in the real world?

Anita Bra.

Ah, that’s so just lame.

Wha? Did you just call me lame?  YOU JUST CALLED ME LAME?  Are you serious?  I can’t believe that!  You’re so nice.  If you call me lame one more time, I’m leaving this post.

I didn’t call you lame, I called the name lame.

What do you mean?  The name’s not lame, it’s strange.  Who would humiliate their child like that?

I think the funnest name I’ve heard in real life is…Tootie.  It’s just a little strange.

No, no no!  You should do Matthew’s name.

But that’s not a real person named that.

Oh, well, too bad.  Flowing Sewer is a lot funnier.

Okay, next question.

If your five-year-old self suddenly found themselves inhabiting your current body, what would your five-year-old self do first?

What do you mean?  I’m not understanding.  Oh my goodness.  I don’t know!  Give me a minute.

Would you like me to answer?

You answer first, and I’ll think about it.

Okay, I would be very disappointed with myself at the moment because I haven’t been partying, and I don’t have a boyfriend.  For some unknown reason, I thought my age at the present to be really old, and I wanted to have a devoted boyfriend by the time I was this old.  But, I do not want a boyfriend, and I’m not even old enough for one.  So our ideas change, and our ideals.

Oh my goodness, Amie!  Are you serious?  I didn’t think you were that bad.  You wanted to party with boys and get in trouble?  I am ashamed of my older sister.

Hey, you haven’t told your story yet, and mine’s not that bad.  I need more coffee.

I have no idea.  I seriously don’t know.  I never thought of that before.  I can’t think.  Maybe just go roll down a hill?

That’s not even a confession like mine.

Oh, you didn’t say a confession!  You didn’t say I had to tell a confession.

Apparently I’m the worse out of us two.  Okay, next question.

What is something that everyone looks stupid doing?

Looks stupid doing?  *thinks* I can’t say anything that will offend people.

Don’t worry, I say all that already on this blog.

Mm!  Stupid looking?  So…Stupid looking…Probably wearing their PJs in Walmart.  They look so stupid, and who would be stupid enough to do that?  They’re just wearing tank tops, PJs, and slippers.  That would hurt my feet.  I know that’s not funny, at least not as funny as yours is going to be, but they do look stupid.

Okay, um…I’m embarrassed to say what I’m thinking…

SAY IT!

Okay, I’ve only seen people do this a few times, and it’s not something I would do.  But–I can’t say this.

You got to!  At least say something else.

Okay, fine.  It’s not my fault.

Don’t get offended people who read this.  This is a ten o’clock thing we’re doing, and people say weird things at night.

Okay, so it’s weird and stupid looking when–*laughs*–Um, when teenage girls put their hands on their hips and do a little dance.  And sometimes they have their friends help them…Does that make sense?

Um hmm.  I can see it.  You’re right.  That’s really stupid.  If you’re a Christian girl, you shouldn’t be doing that…Or even if you’re not a Christian, its just not right.  It’s so immodest.

All right, next question!

What is something that is really popular now, but in 5 years everyone will look back on and be embarrassed by?

I’m not sure!  But either tattoos or um, wearing bikinis.

Wow, Rose, you didn’t give any slack.  Okay, mine are going to be more generic.  Either the eyebrow trends on Instagram, or the droopy lip make-up art.  And, if we’re saying for the guys, it’ll be the pants that go down to their knees.

No, down to the ground

Usually it’s not that low.  But at least it’s going out of style.

Remember what I told you I saw on Pinterest?  How in 2090 guys will be dragging their pants behind them in a wheelbarrow.

NOOO!  You didn’t tell me that!  Let’s see if we can find it on Pinterest.

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Apparently the fateful day is even sooner than we thought.  But!  We were successful in finding!

Oh yay!

Okay, next question.

If animals could talk, which would be the rudest?

Cats!

Gasp!  Rose!  We actually AGREE!  Hold, everyone pause and notice the extreme rarity of this moment.  My younger sister and I actually both think the rudest animal would be CATS!! It’s a miraculous moment!

I love kitty-cats and all…But, just the way they act.  *Shakes head*

Hmm, we don’t have much debating on this question, since we both agree it would be cats.  Comment below if you dare disagree with us two sisters.  IF YOU DO….Dun dun dun!

Oh, Amie.  

What are some things that are okay to do occasionally but definitely not okay to do every day?

Hmm, ah, this is a hard one!  This is really hard!  Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm….Uh, Amie, you go first!

Not drinking coffee everyday.

Yeah, but I don’t drink coffee everyday.

Thou art not human.

Ah, c’mon, some people hate coffee.  Isn’t that better than hating coffee?

Those that hate coffee are from planet mars.  Sorry.

Ah, that might offend someone.

What can I say?  I am not politically correct.

This is ten o’clock news, and that’s why Amie’s not in her right mind.  Ignore her.  What’s the question again? 

Um, I’d say eating out, dancing, partying, having a grand ole’ time, and dancing in the rain.

Hey!  Having a grand ole’ time you can have everyday, but all the rest are good, so I’ll go with them.

Such are the pains of being the older sister.  The younger sister always follows.

Oh, c’mon.  That’s not true!  Calling all younger sisters!  you don’t always follow your older sister, do you?

Okay, before they can answer, let’s move to the next question.

What is the weirdest thing you have seen in someone else’s home?

Oh, that thing at Aunt Bertha’s house!  It was kinda like a bust without a head, but it was VERY immodest, and it was supposed to be a guy.  It was so terrible, I won’t say anymore.

Okay, besides what Rose has said, I always find it weird when people have fake ivy in their house, and baskets everywhere.  I just don’t see the use.  I would have musical instruments everywhere, and lots of comfy chairs.

And coffee stuff?

And coffee stuff.  I’d probably have twenty million dirty coffee cups lying around.

Don’t exaggerate so much.

Okay, I stand corrected.  Maybe just one million.

AMIE!

*Chuckles in delight*

I can understand a hundred.  That would take up a whole cupboard, but you are that messy.

I am not messy.  Just a little unorganized.  *cough*

You’re not the only one.  Look at my desk.  I clean it up and it just clutters itself up.

Yeah, maybe we should move to the next question before we start talking about our bedroom.

Oh yeah.  Let’s move on.  I’ll be glad to avoid the bedroom.

Who do you know that really reminds you of a character in a TV show or movie?

Oh oh oh!  That Reed dude (you know who) who looks just like…Oh, what’s the actors name?  William…William…What’s his last name?  Mosley!

Oh!  He was different.

But didn’t he look like the actor?

Yeah, sorta.  I still think William Mosley looks a lot nicer.

Ooh, I hope he’s not reading this blog post.  Ouch.

Oh, me too.  Don’t tell him about this blog post.

I promise not to tell our mutual friend.  Okay, anyone else?

Let me think…

I’m thinking too.  Uh…

I don’t know.  If you would call Mr. Ed an actor, he looks a lot like Cody.

Let’s see if I have a picture of Cody, and we’ll ask our dear followers their opinion.

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Cody
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Mr. Ed

Um, Cody’s missing the blaze, though

I just noticed that.

Anyone else?  Like, they don’t have to look like them, just act or sound like them.  I can’t think of anyone.

I can’t either.

You want more questions?

Sure, if this post isn’t getting too long.

No danger of that.  😉

What is the most embarrassing thing you have ever worn?

You go first.

Okay, so we used to pretend we weren’t good girls, and so we’d dress up in naughty outfits.  I think the most embarrassing one was when I put on a dress three times too small for me length wise, but I was always so skinny, that it fit like it should at the top.  But it was so incredibly short, that it isn’t even funny.  But something I’ve worn in public would probably be a dress that we got from the thrift store.  It was from the 60s, I think.  Anyway, I might have a picture of me in it, but I’m not publishing it.  I stopped wearing it once my brother told me I resembled a banana slug in it.  I’ve been told many things by my brother.  Once he kindly (not) told me to consult the color wheel if I ever wanted to look good in clothes.  I’m obviously not good at fashion.

I don’t know.  I’m not sure how things look on me.  Maybe a short dress I’d wear with fake high-heels and earrings.  It was pretty bad looking, but I thought it was really cute.

Remember how we used to pretend we were homeless–

Remember the time when mommy wasn’t home and we got into the box of shorts and skirts we weren’t supposed to be in?  

OOOOOHHHH!

Well, it really was a bucket with sewing projects.  We bought short skirts and shorts to turn into skirts with longer bottoms.  Anyway, they were really short and we would play bad things with them.

They weren’t bad things, we just pretended we went to college.

We made a video, but we deleted it because we didn’t want mommy to find out we had put those things on.

Ahh, now we finally confess.

It was pretty embarrassing now that I think about it.  

Okay, next question?

Next question!

If you were arrested with no explanation, what would your friends and family assume you had done?

Uh, I don’t know, what do you think?  You’re the one that would assume what I had done.

Uh, I’d probably think it was a mistake, just because you’re so good.  I’d be the one to go to jail, not you.

Seriously?  I can’t believe you.  You’re not that bad…But when you were little you were.

Man, thanks a lot, Rose.

She didn’t want me to become a Christian, so there.

That was only because I didn’t understand that Jesus could be a Savior to all people.  I wanted Him to be only mine.

How selfish!  but you were only like, seven?

Nope, I was six.

Oh, okay.  I was close!

Yeah, but back to the question.  Do you want me to answer first?

Sure.

All my family and friends would think I accidentally murdered someone.  Because I’m not careful with sharp objects, and I love playing with movie prop knifes and swords.  And movie props are still sharp.  Usually I’m not entrusted with sharp objects.

She flings them about and pretends to kill imaginary foes!  

Yep.  That’s the truth.  The hard, cold, steely, I’m going be put in jail for murder, truth.

Don’t be silly.  For some reason I think people would think I went to jail for a party.

Nope, I’d think you went to jail for driving drunk.

OH MY!  I can’t believe you!

I was just joking!

I’M NOT THAT BAD!  I don’t ever want to drink!  HELP ME!

I’m not killing you.

So, next question.

Okay, two more questions and then I think my followers will have enough of us.

Amie, it’s almost eleven o’clock.

Exactly.  Anyway, next question.

What would the world be like if it was filled with male and female copies of you?

That’s terrifying.  I think I would try to get out of the world as fast as I could.

Well, what would it be like?

Uh, I said terrifying.  Now, what’s a long word that’s pretty much terrifying?  It would probably be me running around screaming, “get away from me!” I’d bolt the door, and windows, and chimney.  It would be terrifying, especially if they were all males.

Okay, Rose, that’s different.  Well, I think the world would be a hot place.

What do you mean hot?

Well, both in looks and in temperature.

Oh, c’mon.

I’m dying from laughter.  I can’t stop.  It’s not even that funny of a joke.  Oh, my, my sides ache.  But, seriously, I think it would be full of arguments, because I’m one that will argue to my last breath for what I think is right, or wrong, and so there would be a lot of murder, and war, and the world would be terrible.

That’s terrible!  But they’d all be thinking the same thing.

No, they’re like me, but they aren’t me.  They have similar processing.  I think the male copies would be in fist fights every day, because I literally sadly actually fight.  Like, physical fights, whether I’m asleep or awake.  But the female copies would disdain everyone else.  And everyone is cocky.

People, Amie seriously fights herself in her sleep.  She wakes up with scratches and stuff she didn’t have before.  She used to fall out of the bed all the time before we got a bunk bed.

Don’t tell embarrassing stories.

Well, this is supposed to be an embarrassing post.  She was a terrible sleep walker too.  She almost fell down the stairs tons of times.

Yeah, let’s move to the next question.

Good idea.

Wait, it’s going to be the last question.  *Tears up*

Yep, sorry to break the news, guys, if you’re been enjoying this post.

I don’t know if I can bring myself to do it.

C’mon, don’t be emotional.  Get to the next question.  I’m the emotional one.

Tell me about it.  Next question!

If you were held at gun point and told that if you didn’t impress them with your dance moves you would be killed, what dance moves would you bust out?

Oh my!  This is serious!  Amie, go first.  This is crazy.

Okay, so I’m huge for coming up with the craziest dances.

Tell me about it.

So, I have this really weird rap almost dance that I do for my family.  It starts real slow, and I do the music to it, and then it goes really fast and kinda turns into a dance like the Peanuts do.  It’s on the strange side.  It ends with a Dab (dance move).  It’s pretty crazy, and I’d probably be shot, but I’d be kinda glad to die.

Okay, Amie, that sounds weird.

I’m getting into my philosophical mood.  It’s the fifth mood after coffee.

Okay, I need to tell them my dance.  If I knew how to do backflips, handstands, summersaults, and…What’s that thing called, Amie?

UMMMM, I know what you’re talking about.

But they might not know.  Cartwheel!   If I knew how to do all that, I could do a really cool dance.

You know, I might just do the worm.

Oh, Amie!  That would be hilarious!  I might do that at the end of mine.

And we would probably be shot.

Agreed.  

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Amie on the left, and Rose on the right.  Shows she’s always right. 😉

Well, that’s the end, folks.

If you would like to have another one like this, please leave a comment below.  We really want to do anther one.

Yep!

See y’all

Goodbye!  Farewell!  Auf Weidersehen, adieu!  To you, and you, and you!

She’s had too much coffee.  She’s singing her favorite song again….

~~Amie~~

—-Rose—–

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“Do you think we should edit this?” Amie asked her younger sister.

“Nah, your followers will love it.  I know I would,” Rose smiled.

“Hey!  It might even get the Best of 2018 award…” Both girls looked at each other before laughing and shaking their heads.

“Nah,” the exclaimed together as Amie hit the publish button.

Christmas recap

So… I’ve been told today is Boxing day???  I am not into holidays, but happy Boxing day anyway!  Today is our shopping after Christmas day, since all of the stuff is on sale.  You are all sitting down waiting for what I’m going to say, instead of Boxing day nonsense.  But, Boxing day nonsense is important!  Right??

I had a wonderful Christmas, and I hope you all did too.  It was a nice Christmas Eve, full of expectation, games, and singing.  My younger brother and I were probably the craziest people in our family.  I spent the afternoon practicing my amazing gymnastic talent.  (Don’t believe the last sentence.  I have none of the above.)

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Yours truly has not an ounce of gymnastic talent.

My two youngest sisters love it when their older (and supposedly soberer) sister becomes a human jungle-gym for them.  You should have heard their laughter.  Comment down below if you have sisters (or brothers) under four.

We went to bed by ten, after visiting our hero, Anne Shirley.  Apparently, my love for Anne is shared by three of my sisters and my younger brother.  I fell asleep right away.  I was so tired, which usually happens after gymnastic practice. 😉

At five thirty on Christmas morning, I was awaken by a voice singing at the TOP of his lungs in the bathroom. (Of all good and decent places!)  It seems that my younger brother had been up since two ten and decided to sing in order to wake everyone up.  I can attest that half of us were not ready to wake up, but my brother is insistent.

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It was lovely, opening gifts and spending time oohing and awing over the other gifts my siblings got.  I can never imagine life without nine people opening gifts and laughing over them.  I have a sneaking sympathy for those who don’t have little children opening gifts with you on Christmas.  It’s so much fun to hear your little sister clap her hands and gasp, “For me?”

We spent the day eating (the best food ever!  Guys, I might not like Turkish Delight but I LOVE baklava)  and playing games.  My younger brother got Guessters for Christmas, so we had fun playing that.  I started an AMAZING book and I’m almost finished. (Comment down below if you want a book review.)

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Our friends (a.k.a. cousins) came to our house.  It was a Christmas surprise for them, as it was supposed for us as well.  Sadly, my dad spilled the beans.  It was so much fun to see them and hear their surprise.  (Prehaps you should check out Mandalynn’s blog because she might listen to my advice and post about it!)

Every year we have fondu for dinner, so we had that with our friends.  We’ve had our cousins over for fondu before, so they sliped back into it like profesionals.  It was a time of fun fellowship and laughing.  What’s a better way to spend your Christmas then laughing?

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I stayed up until eleven thirty playing games.  It was amazing Christmas.  I think this was one of the best Christmases yet.

Tell me about your Christmas.  Did you stay home?  Or did you go out of state?  What are your Christmas traditions?

~~Amie~~