Creation myth

A long, long time ago, and I mean centuries ago, a man named Caleb  Lehmann met a girl named Anna Mortinsen. Caleb lived in switzerland and Anna lived in germany. Both were traveling to America through Ellis island when they somehow came to notice each other and started to speak. They understood each other a little bit. Not too much of a languae barrier. They must have liked each other because after years of courting Anna, Caleb finally asked for her hand in marriage and she finally accepted him, he got down on one knee and did the whole proposal thing. Of course back in those years women didn't have the courage to say " NO". Nor were they really allowed to. Let's just say society and proper bring up prevented that. But it was a good thing that they fell in love. After having 4 children, (Youch!) right after getting married, their little family grew. Those 4 kids grew up and fell in love with others to. So after they got married and all had children, it was the grand kids turn to do the falling in love. Two of the cousins fell in love, deeply in love. To my surprise they fell deeply in love with each other. I know, odd. But back on those days no one even cared if you married your mom. Marrying was a part of life. As long as you did it you were socially acceptable. Marrying your cousin was no big deal. So anyways when Emma Lou and Freidrich actually said "I DO" it wasn't far behind that they would start a huge family. Emma had 11 children, unfortunately only 7 of the original 11 survived. And since society repeats itself they grew up and made more families. It was really about repopulating the earth. Then my grandmother Laura was born. She met my grandfather Fred and had three boys. My dad being the middle child. For my Moms family history, I don't really know anything about it. My Mormor and Morfar ( grandma and grandpa) both came from Denmark. They met each other at the young age of 19. When my Morfar had hair. And they had three girls. My mom being the middle child as well. When my mom was 20 something years old she went to work at Airgas welding as an analyst.  My father already worked there do that is how they met. Don't ask me how long they dated cause I really don't care. My mom got married to my dad at age 25. Then he had my sister Katie when she was 29 and had me when she was 34. I was given the name Emma Susanne Lehman, named after my great aunt Emma. Yes even the one who married her cousin. So that is the person you see everyday.

Indecisive

Indecisive

November 12, 2001. It’s bright and sunny. The wind blowing the leaves in a hurricane-like  a 32-year-old tall, thin man. His life has been so hectic recently with getting married and getting promoted from secretary to Vice President of Webster Corporation. He has wanted this job ever since he saw his dad sitting in that brown buttony leather chair, with the brass name plate on the desk and door. He knew one day that would be him. After graduating from Columbia with a Master’s in Business and a Minor in Accounting he knew his life had somehow changed. He got married to the love of his life Brenda two weeks ago. Today, November 12, 2001 is Joel’s first data of being the Webster VP.

“Good luck at work honey! You’ll be the best VP in town!” Brenda hollered from the doorstep. Joel got into his new Acura and sped away.

“Wow!.....I actually made it!” Joel thought to himself.

“Are you seeing this Dad?” he looked at the sky. “Are you seeing your son driving in this sweet car to his new job of VP? I wish you were here for this. You would be so proud.” Joel started getting teary-eyed.

Joel pulled up to his reserved parking spot. “OMG! I even get my own parking spot!”

As he got out of his car, he took a deep breath “(Breathing) Haaa….smells like the big leagues.”

As Joel struts into the building he sees everyone looking and smiling at him. “Good morning Mr. Fletcher!” said the anxious receptionist. Joel just flashed a smile back.

DING! DING! It was the elevator. “Going to 30 Mr. Fletcher?” the operator asked. “No Davey. 68 please!” Davey just stared at him in amazement. All Joel could do was smile. “I’ll see you tonight Davey.” Joel said arrogantly.

Joel swung open the thick glass door that read ‘Vice President Joel Fletcher’.

Amanda the Assistant ran over to him with 3 different types of coffee. “Black? Whole milk? Nonfat?”

“Who are you?” Joel looked confused.

W-well yes Sir, I’m Amanda y-y-your assistant!” She tried not to spill the coffees. “Oh, I have an assistant?”  

“W-well yes Sir! I’ll do my best to assist in everything. I want to be in your shoes eventually you know?!”

“Oh really? Well Amanda I’ll help you get there. I-I-I mean here. Well surely you can have it when I’m not here anymore!”

“Really?! You could do that?” she looked excited.

“Umm….I think so.”

“Gosh Mr. Fletcher, that would be fantastic. I’ll be right back.”

Amanda left. She then returned with this huge notepad.

“So sir, what shall we do first?” she said with excitement.

“Well! We umm, well I don’t really know what to do first!”

“We could go over the schedule, or we could write your speech for the press conference! Sir?” Amanda asked.

“Sir? Are you alright?” she said with concern. “I think I’m just going to soak it in.” He sighed with relief while falling into his brown buttony chair.

Nothing is Always Something

"Emma, what did you do today?" my grandmother asked. "Oh nothing." My one and only "nothing" is when im alone. My me time is the time when i get to reflect on my day and my life thus far. I sit out on my wooden swing and just think my day over. What I could have done differently and what I did well.
Nothing is such a universal term. it has so many differnet meanings to everyone. It can be watching TV. Something that is "nothing" to me, is something I really dont care for. For example: Homework, HW is my "nothing". But you see im really doing something. My nothings are things that dont make me think very hard. I dont really believe that there is ever a real "nothing". Even if you think youre doing nothing, you are. You are thinking about doing nothing. You are never mentally doing nothing maybe unless you are dead. I dont believe in "nothing".








P.S. i know its not 500 words. So help me expand it. please!

Crisp, colorful leaves blowing through the streets. Derek is on his way to the doctor. "I'm sure its nothing!" reassuring himself. After the X-ray results, the doctor came in silent, not able to make eye contact. "What's wrong doc?" "Derek, we found a lump in your pancreas." "Does it need to be removed?" "Derek, you have cancer." What?! I've always been healthy!" Derek left the doctors office. At home Derek's mother found out the news. "How could my son have cancer?" "Mom! Do we have a history of cancer in our family?" "Derek, when you were 3 months old I found you on my doorstep. You were all bundled up in a basket with a note in your blanket. Your mother was too young to care for you, you deserved better. You were so beautiful that I couldn't just leave you outside!" "So you never thought she would want me back when she was older!" "The address on the note said Springfield, Kentucky. Derek stood up. "Where are you going?" "Springfield, Kentucky."





PS: help me cut more words out!

Food review

BJ's is deep in Pizza

2 years ago, my first visit to BJ's Brewery. I was sure it was just another burger place like Red Robin. From all the buzz on the street about it, it was a hot spot. My family decided to go. It was a Friday night, the worst time to go to a restaurant. We pulled up tons of people waiting outside and I immediately thought the worst. I was not in the mood to wait an hour just to have a burger and fries.

I walked in and saw how hoppin this place was. Bar striatum ahead and tables and booths every where else. Even a view of the brewery. The intoxicating smell of angus burgers and fresh fries.

We sat down and immediately our waiter came, introduced himself and got our drinks. Maybe 5 minutes later our order was in the kitchen.

For being so crowded the service was excellent. Refills before I ran out of soda, checking on you every 5 minutes to make sure the food is good.

The waiters are very pleasant. They address you by sir and ma'am. They clear the plates away when you are done eating. Motto mention the cute waiters that bring you your pizookie.

BJ's is definitely the place to go for burgers and fries.

Noel

December 25, 1996. Christmas at the Lehman Household. It is such a merry time. Opening presents and laughing at jokes. One of the best times of the year. The photo I chose to talk about is a picture of my grandfather looking at me like I'm some weird looking thing he has never seen before. In this picture i am about 2 years old. I am wearing the baggiest jeans and I'm ripping apart my grandpas Christmas present. This picture is really the only one of my grandfather and I together. So I cant remember what actually happened.
My grandfather is the typical stubborn man. He had his funny saying, some way to inappropriate to repeat although I have heard them before. I don't know who he got that from because I never met his parents. My grandfather is a man who served his country in WW2. He is a man that served in the navy. He served on the landing craft as a mechanic. He was a very strict man. With his family and his life. he believed in doing a good job. He is a man who appreciated building things. He built 2 houses. His house and his sons house. He would always build them to be perfect. Not one thing wrong. My grandpa had many sayings. For example: (kind of gross): "Where ever you be, let your wind blow free!" that is one of millions. He was a very complex man.
In this picture he is in his older days. And he doesnt remember me. Sitting in the rocking chair that my grandmother now loves. Probably because it keeps her sane since he is not there. He looks at me as if he just saw something amazing. I can understand because hei s watching me as I open his huge christmas present for him. Me with my thin ringlet curly blonde hair. And my fingers in my mouth. His stay-at-home nurse sitting next to him organizing his presents. and my sister flipping her hair about because she is so happy she got a curious george umbrella. And my mom at the table messing with the ribbons and bows just waiting until my cousin luara comes over to stick them on her head. Just barely seeing my Aunt Candy's arm on the couch but knowing she is saving her presents till later. This is my family. And this picture is my grandfather.

Monologue

So I'm supposed to come up and tell you this BIG funny monologue. As if I know how to write a monologue! My humor is definitely not what teenagers these days think is funny. I'm more the person who doesnt really get "funny". I'm so blonde that I dont even understand blonde jokes. For example: Why dont blondes eat jello?...... Because they cant figure out how to get two cups of water into those little packages. I have absolutley no idea what this means! Yea tell me about it. I might be school smart, but I'm as dumb as a rock when it comes to humor smart. I bet this tiny monologue isnt even funny.