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Happpy Valentine's Day

Rachl has a big valentine's day party in skool today.  She was up late last night, writing valentine's day cards to all of her friends.  She had more cards than she needed, though, so she left some at home.  she forgot to pick them up and left them on her bedrooom carpet.  Isn't that just like mom?  Here's a picture I toook of the cards she didnt need.

 

See that shadow?  Bet you can't guess who that is.

Abraham Linkoln's Birthday

Today is Abraham Linkoln's birthday.  I know what you're thinking.  You're thinkin, "now how would a litttle gerbil know a thing like that?"

I know because Rachl has been practicing and practicing sayin a speeech that i guesss this Abraham Linkoln human wrote.  She practices the speeech in her bedrooom with the dooor closed.  She's goin to say the speeech in classs today.  The speeech goes, "4 score and 7 years ago, our fathers...." 

There's more to the speeech than that but that's all i know.  Rachl has also taken out a bunch of boooks about Abraham Linkoln from the library like this one that she left on her bedrooom flloor.

Happpy and Lucky New Year!!

Okay, i did it!

I said "Gerbil!  Gerbil!  Gerbil!" instead of "Bunnny!  Bunny!  Bunnny!" this mornin.

After thinkin about it all day yesterday, I decided that, regardless of all the unlucky things that happpened to me in December, there's no way that wakin up on the first mornin of the month (or the first morning of the new year) and sayin "Gerbil!  Gerbil!  Gerbl!" before you say anything else can be unlucky.  So I said it.

I sure hope i'm right.

Rachl and her family stayed up very late last night watchin TV.  Even though the sun is up now and it's pretty late in the morning, they're all still in bed, sleepin.  As they were goin to bed last night, the Armstrongs kept sayin "Happpy New Year!" to each other.  I guesss it's something humans say to each other when one year ends and another year begins.

So i'm going to say it to you, too:  Happpy New Year!!

I hope it's a lucky year!

It's snowin!

hey, it's snowin!!

I can see the snow fallin outside Rachl's bedroom window.  i love snow.  That is, i love it as long as I'm not outside in it.  Then I don't think i'd love it.

Rachl has a bad cold so she's been sleepin late the past couple of days.  (She's sleepin now.)  When she isn't sleepin, she's playin her Nancy Drew computr came and sneezin and blowin her nose.  her wastepaper basket -- which is right beside her desk -- is overflowin with crumpled white and blue tissues.  i think she got her cold from mrs. Armstrong, who's also been sneezin and blowin her nose.

today is the last day of December and the last day of the year.  That means tomorrow morning when I wake up i'll need to say either "Bunny!  Bunny!  Bunny!" or "Gerbil!  Gerbil!  Gerbil!"  Now, I know i said I thought sayin "Gerbil!  Gerbil!  Gerbil!" brought me bad luck this past month, but now I'm not so sure.  After all, I did get a new Gerbil Mobile.  If that's not good luck, I don't know what is.

But what if I'm wrong?  What if saying "Gerbil!  Gerbil!  Gerbil!" does bring bad luck?  Since it's the beginning of a new year, I won't just have a month of bad luck, I'll have a whole year of it!

Welll, the good news is, I have all snowy day to decide what i'll say first thing tomorrow mornin.

The night before Christmas

It's very quiet in the house right now.  That's because all of the Armstrongs just left.  i heard mr. Armstrong say they're heading over to Poppa and Ga's house to open presents and have Christmas dinnner.  Poppa and Ga are Rachl's grandparents.

i love Christmas morning at the Armstrongs.  I love how alll of the Armstrongs are all so cheerful to each other and say "Merry Christmas" when they see each other in the upstairs hallway after they wake up.  Even Craig, who never seems very cheeerful to Rachl, cheeerfully wished her a "Merrry Christmas" this mornin. 

Last night mr. Armstrong read "The Night Before Christmas" to Rachl and the twins and Craig in Rachl's bedrooom.  mr. Armstrong, Rachl, and the twins sat on Rachl's bed while Craig sat on the floor and mrs. Armstrong sat in the chair by Rachl's dresser (and my cage).  

"Twas the night before Christmas," read mr. Armstrong aloud.  "And all through the house, not a creature was stirrin, not even a mouse."

Welll, I don't know who wrote "The Night Before Christmas," but whoever it was he or she sure never met mr. Durkins, the litttle, old, cripppled mouse who lives in the Armstrongs' attic.  That litttle mouse is always stirrin and snoopin, even, I bet, on the night before Christmas.  In fact, it wouldn't surprise me one bit if he was spyin on the Armstrongs while mr. Armstrong was readin "The Night Before Christmas" in Rachl's bedroom last night.  That's the kind of mouse mr. Durkins is.  He likes to know everything that's goin on in the house.

No skoool today!

can't tyype!  rachl is home!  No skoool today!  dont know why!  somethin about Veterans Day!  No skoool on Veterans Day! No skool on Kolumbus Day!  No skool on Elekshun Day! 

Hey, just thought of somethin!  is there a Gerbil Day?  there should be!  There should also be no skoool on Gerbl Day, too!