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I am Angel Food Cake!!!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
The Grapes of Wrath
March 10, 824 AD
Arria Cassius Melitria
Dear Diary,
Now that you have gotten to know me a bit more, I will tell you a bit more about where I live. I live in the Byzantine Empire, in an area that has stayed a part of the same empire since I was born. If you walked down my road, you would see a few other farms with orchards, olive groves, pastures, and gardens. There is also a small bubbling creek near my home that my children cool off in when it's hot outside. The road that I live on is made of packed-down dirt and pebbles, so when it rains, like it is today, the road becomes an immense mud trail, so when my children go outside to play, they always return with dripping wet, muddy clothing.
Every now and then, my family and I will travel into Constantinople for some entertainment. Sometimes, we will watch the jousting matches, and other times we will listen to the street musicians. When we are at our house, we might walk down the road to the neighbor's house to pet the farm animals. My daughter, Julia Livilla especially likes to play with the piglets. We also have a neighbor who has an olive grove, and they allow us to take some of their olives home with us.
I remember when I was born, the Frank Charlamagne was crowned during the reign of Irene. It's funny how even now, I still remember that. But, it was big deal in my family at that time. We had a big celebration and guests came over to be joyous. I think that Charlamagne would be considered a very important person in our times and in my family.
I have another story to tell you. Today, my husband and I were pressing the grapes in the barrel. When most of the grapes were liquified, I turned to see two small eyes peering at me from over the side of the barrel. I knew it was a goat- probably one of the neighbor's that had escaped. Right when I was about to shoo it away, it geared itself up and jumped right into the barrel! Wine went everywhere and it was a big mess! But, it was fun!
Sincerely,
Arria Cassius Melitria
Arria Cassius Melitria
Dear Diary,
Now that you have gotten to know me a bit more, I will tell you a bit more about where I live. I live in the Byzantine Empire, in an area that has stayed a part of the same empire since I was born. If you walked down my road, you would see a few other farms with orchards, olive groves, pastures, and gardens. There is also a small bubbling creek near my home that my children cool off in when it's hot outside. The road that I live on is made of packed-down dirt and pebbles, so when it rains, like it is today, the road becomes an immense mud trail, so when my children go outside to play, they always return with dripping wet, muddy clothing.
Every now and then, my family and I will travel into Constantinople for some entertainment. Sometimes, we will watch the jousting matches, and other times we will listen to the street musicians. When we are at our house, we might walk down the road to the neighbor's house to pet the farm animals. My daughter, Julia Livilla especially likes to play with the piglets. We also have a neighbor who has an olive grove, and they allow us to take some of their olives home with us.
I remember when I was born, the Frank Charlamagne was crowned during the reign of Irene. It's funny how even now, I still remember that. But, it was big deal in my family at that time. We had a big celebration and guests came over to be joyous. I think that Charlamagne would be considered a very important person in our times and in my family.
I have another story to tell you. Today, my husband and I were pressing the grapes in the barrel. When most of the grapes were liquified, I turned to see two small eyes peering at me from over the side of the barrel. I knew it was a goat- probably one of the neighbor's that had escaped. Right when I was about to shoo it away, it geared itself up and jumped right into the barrel! Wine went everywhere and it was a big mess! But, it was fun!
Sincerely,
Arria Cassius Melitria
When life kicks you down, kick it back
March 8, 824 AD
Arria Cassius Melitria
Dear Diary,
My name is Arria Cassius Melitria. I'm 24 years old and I'm married to a man named Magnus Flavinus Melitria. Together, we have 2 children- one daughter and one son. My daughter, Julia Livilla is 8 years old and loves to play outside in the summertime. My son, Civilis Drusus is 4 years old and enjoys helping tend to the vineyard. We live in a rural town close to Constantinople in a 5-room house with an orchard and a vineyard. In the orchard are pear and apple trees. My husband usually works in the vineyard, picking the grapes. When all of the grapes are picked and put in a large wooden tub, our family will step into the tub and squish all of the grapes. When this process is finished, the wine will be put in a barrel and stored away. For a living, my husband and I sell wine and fruit.
I didn't exactly get the choice of my husband. That is... my father chose the man he thought would be best for me. At the time of his decision, I was in love with another man, but those dreams had to be pushed away. But, I guess you could say that my husband and I are pretty happy. He's not grotesque looking, but he's not extremely gorgeous... so I can manage.
The other day at the marketplace, when I was bringing some of our wine and fruit to sell, I saw a woman smirk at my dainty pears and apples, and then she stuck her nose up in the air and started to strut off. But, I wasn't about to take this! So, I immediately set my goods down and asked her why she had a problem with my homegrown fruits. She simply replied, "I sell olives, and meat, and grain. And you over there selling your little fruits? People need my goods more than YOURS!" I was shocked! "I also sell wine, which you probably drink almost every night! And my fruits are needed all over town to bake pies and meals! So say whatever you like!" I replied. Then, I turned and walked away. I felt triumphant and proud for being able to stand up for myself.
That is all I have to say for now, I'll write again soon.
Sincerely,
Arria Cassius Melitria
Arria Cassius Melitria
Dear Diary,
My name is Arria Cassius Melitria. I'm 24 years old and I'm married to a man named Magnus Flavinus Melitria. Together, we have 2 children- one daughter and one son. My daughter, Julia Livilla is 8 years old and loves to play outside in the summertime. My son, Civilis Drusus is 4 years old and enjoys helping tend to the vineyard. We live in a rural town close to Constantinople in a 5-room house with an orchard and a vineyard. In the orchard are pear and apple trees. My husband usually works in the vineyard, picking the grapes. When all of the grapes are picked and put in a large wooden tub, our family will step into the tub and squish all of the grapes. When this process is finished, the wine will be put in a barrel and stored away. For a living, my husband and I sell wine and fruit.
I didn't exactly get the choice of my husband. That is... my father chose the man he thought would be best for me. At the time of his decision, I was in love with another man, but those dreams had to be pushed away. But, I guess you could say that my husband and I are pretty happy. He's not grotesque looking, but he's not extremely gorgeous... so I can manage.
The other day at the marketplace, when I was bringing some of our wine and fruit to sell, I saw a woman smirk at my dainty pears and apples, and then she stuck her nose up in the air and started to strut off. But, I wasn't about to take this! So, I immediately set my goods down and asked her why she had a problem with my homegrown fruits. She simply replied, "I sell olives, and meat, and grain. And you over there selling your little fruits? People need my goods more than YOURS!" I was shocked! "I also sell wine, which you probably drink almost every night! And my fruits are needed all over town to bake pies and meals! So say whatever you like!" I replied. Then, I turned and walked away. I felt triumphant and proud for being able to stand up for myself.
That is all I have to say for now, I'll write again soon.
Sincerely,
Arria Cassius Melitria
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Boredom
Wow... Right now, I am so completely bored... It's not even funny... It's the type of boredom that you would give anything just to sit on your bed and watch the dust float aorund your room... That's sad. Also, since it is night, I can't actually do anything... Just sit here and watch the dust... Sounds like fun! But, I did just eat pudding, which is mega yummy!! It was Swiss Miss.
Give me that Filet of Fish! Give me that fish! Give me back that Filet of Fish! Give me that fish! What if it were you hanging up on this wall? If it were you in that sandwich, you wouldn't be laughing at allll!!! I just had to get that out. It's been stuck in my head all day! Relief!
Give me that Filet of Fish! Give me that fish! Give me back that Filet of Fish! Give me that fish! What if it were you hanging up on this wall? If it were you in that sandwich, you wouldn't be laughing at allll!!! I just had to get that out. It's been stuck in my head all day! Relief!
Hola
Ok, so this is my new bloggie place! It will include some of my school projects AND my everyday life, which is pretty exciting! It will be pretty random at times, but hey- I'm not random... I just have many thoughts... actually, no.. it's both! So, be prepared. You are warned! :)
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