Joanna's Musings

Joanna's musings to move to new blog!

2012-01-26T18:54:00.000-09:00

I have decided along time ago that I wanted a new blog. Not that there is anything wrong with my orginal blog. However, So many things have changed since I began this blog, that I thought a new blog might be good. One that tells a little bit more about me. I will keep this blog up of course. I have so much information in it that it would be a shame to take it down. However, all my new posts will go to Joanna’s Musing’s in Alaska from now on.

So please check that blog out instead of the old one.

Looking forward to doing more posts

Joanna

Here is the url for the new blog!

http://joannasmusingsinalaska.blogspot.com/

Blue Prints and Magazines (Alessandra Post)

2012-01-19T18:59:00.000-09:00

“You have excellent memory.” Demetri said staring at me as if I did something utterly amazing. The carpenters were having trouble reading my father’s blue print. I was showing them what the blue print meant.

“How can you know what that blue print means? Its well over two thousand years old.” The man builder was saying.

“I took archeology.” I shrugged. It wasn’t a lie. I did have a degree in it. “So I can read the blue prints.” I added. This seemed to appease the man. He went back to work.

“I still don’t understand how you still remember all this. My human memories are becoming fuzzy.”

“It’s because you’ve chosen to forget them.” I said quietly looking at Demetri. “I havent.”

“I see. I wonder why Aro suddenly wants you to rebuild this place.”Demetri said bent over the blue prints. I shrugged.

“He said something about wanting me to be happy….”Demetri shot me a look.” I know, I don’t believe it for one minute either. He has something up his sleeve. But what it is, I have no idea.” I said. “I’m just going along with his sharade. Besides, I’m getting my home rebuilt.” I added.

“This is true. What you’ve always wanted.” Demetri said shaking his head. “Petrus, cant you tell your girlfriend that there is nothing wrong with being a vampire?” Demetri asked Petrus as he came into view. He was witling away at a piece of wood with a knife. I hadn’t known Petrus could carve and I stared at him. He smiled sweetly at me then smirked at Demetri.

“Alessandra doesn’t hear anything she doesn’t—“

“Would you look at this...” I said as I flipped through an Italian magazine I had picked up in Rome.

“What?” Demetri asked.

“Stupid… Stupid…” I said shaking my head. There smack it in the middle of the magazine was a picture of none other than Boris.* the stupid vampire had made a name for himself. Becoming a sort of play boy or sex icon for Italian models. I was rather surprised that none of the Volturi had heard of this. I was going to have to put a stop to it.

“Is that?...” Demetri began. I nodded. Of course Demetri knew exactly who it was. “Stupid idiot.” He added shaking his head.

“What?” Petrus asked looking at the article. “Wait is that a…”

“Yep.” I said. “A really stupid vampire.” I said shaking my head.”

“I’m surprised Aro hasn’t heard about this yet.” Demetri said shaking his head.

“I know.” I said sighing. I would have to find Boris, before Aro found out and put an end to his charade. If I could. However, at the moment I was far more interested in what the builders where doing. Boris could wait.

(OOC: Boris and Alessandra had a lavish affair once a long time ago. That story will probably come much later.)

Time to be prepared (Alice Post)

2012-01-16T10:44:00.000-09:00

I knew that Carlisle and Esme were upset with us, however, there was really no way around killing Scott. Jasper, Rosalie, Edward and I had seen that from the beginning. He knew our secrets. He knew about vampires. The Volturi had one rule and one rule only. Humans cannot know about vampires. But Scott knew. Besides, having Jasper kill him was a kinder end to him than the Voluri would have given Scott. Carlisle had to see this.

The other matter that worried me a great deal was the fact that the Volturi were coming. And despite all the chaos, I had not had a chance to tell Carlisle this. I needed to warn him at least, even if he was terrible upset with me. I couldn’t let him not know that they were coming. Besides, I was certain that eventually the thing with Scott would blow over.

I found myself gliding through the hallway towards Carlisle’s office. Where I knew he would be. Most likely grieving for the wrong we had done Scott. I certainly didn’t want to upset him more. But, I had to tell him.

“Come in Alice.” He said before I even reached the door. I couldn’t help but smile slightly. He was after all, the only father I had ever known.

“Carlisle….” I started as I opened the door. But he held up his hand to stop me from saying anything that had to do with Scott.

“I cannot express how deeply hurt I am that you went behind my back with this Alice.” Carlisle said quietly. I looked at him for a moment. I sighed. I knew he was hurt. I knew we had hurt Esme. But there was nothing that could have been done about it.

“Carlisle, Jazz didn’t kill him, the Volturi would have.” I said firmly. “ I saw it. I saw two ways he was going to die. Jasper did him a favor.”

“It does not make his death right.”

“Is death ever right?” I asked looking at him. Carlisle sighed.

“You didn’t come in here to talk about Scott did you?” He said now changing the subject. I shook my head.

“No.” I said. “Carlisle the Volturi are on their way.” I finally said after a few moments of silence.

“I should have guessed they would get wind of this.” Carlisle muttered. “How many of them?”

“It’s only Jane.” I said.

“Only Jane….” We both knew that by sending Jane alone, Aro might as well have sent the whole Volturi guard.

“When?”

“A few days at the most.” I said.

“Then we best be prepared.”

Hunger Games Recipe, Hot Dog Roll Ups and other crafts

2012-01-16T10:14:00.000-09:00

Location: Bedroom
Music: Cecen Kizi (Istanbulin cd)
Book: A Clue in the Towar ( American Girl: Samantha Mystery)
Mood: Waking Up

Wow, I cant believe how long its been since I posted here! I promise to do better. I really do. My excuses, I was sick for a week around Christmas. And the holidays. But now things are slowing down a good deal. Hopefully, I shall be able to do more interesting posts on my blog lol.

Anyway, I made a few wonderful things while I was on, I guess you could call it a small leave. lol.

The first, is a while back I had seen this very cute little skirt at Target. it was pink with black lace. So I got this idea to try and make a mini version for my doll. It turned out very cute! I found a pretty shirt at Fred Meyer in the children's section that I used for the tank top. The socks where originally doll tights. But the tights wouldnt fight. so I made them into socks. The flower charm I found at Walmart. The skirt pattern is my own. The tank top is used from a Liberty Jane patter. All in all its one of my best doll outfits yet.

In this month's American girl magazine, they have instructions on how to make pretty flowers out of tissue. So i made those to lighten up the apartment. I couldnt find a vase though lol. So I just used a plastic cup.

I also made a cute little bookmark out of some stickers I've had of Kirsten for a while. I found the idea off of the Doll Diaries website. I think it turned out cute. I could have used color stock instead of white. but it works. (Yes I do still read normal books even after I have a Kindle. )

And finally, while I was sick, I spent the most of the week reading The Hunger Games series by Suzanne Collins. It is a wonderful series and I highly recommend it. I did get annoyed by some of the books in the series. But all in all, I loved it. Especially the first book. Anyway, through out the book, the author describes the food that the Katniss eats. And as I love to cook, I found an unofficial cookbook on amazon. there is a kindle addition. I decided to try and make the goat cheese that Prim gives to Katniss in the first few pages. It turned out really yummy too. Course I couldnt find Basil leaves to wrap it in like I wanted. But it works well on crackers.

Here is the recipe I used. So you can make it if you want.

and I also made Hot Dog roll ups the other days. Those things are good! I found the recipe in Julie's Cookbook from American Girl.

For Hot Dog Roll Ups you will need
6 hot dogs
1/2 cup of melted butter
6 slices of bread
mustard
American cheese ( I used shredded cheddar)
Pickle Relish for topping or Ketchup.

Directions:

Preheat oven to 375 F

Microwave hot dogs on a plate for about 35 seconds, set plate aside.

Place butter in a bowl, cover and microwave until melted. Roughly 25 seconds

Use a pastry brush to cover one side of the bread with butter.

Place buttered side down on the cookie sheet and the unbuttered side with mustard.

Sprinkle with cheese. Or if using sliced cheese, cut the sliced cheese in half. Place one half on the left side of the bread the other half on the right.

Using place hotdog in the middle of the bread. Fold bread over hotdog to make a sandwich. Use toothpicks to secure. Repeat with all hotdogs.

Bake for 15 to 20 minuets. Or until Golden Brown. Remove toothpicks. Top with relish or serve with ketchup. Serve warm.

Okay, I really do promise to post here more. And expect more posts from Alice and Alessandra coming soon too. :) I shall now leave off with Taylor Swifts new song for the Hunger Games Movie Soundtrack. Its really good.

Kanani's Aloha outfit and lots of other things

2011-12-18T10:46:00.001-09:00

Location: Desk
Mood: Meh
Book: A Prairie as wide as the sea
Music: Santa Clause is coming to town~ Tommy Dorsey

Okay, I have been meaning to post this for a while now lol. But time always seems to get away from me. I dont know how that happens but it does. Actually, I've been working loads of days straight. So that is probably the most likely cause of it getting away from me. Plus Christmas. But I still seemed to have found time to make lots of cute little crafts. :)

Anyway, on the American Girl website, Kanani had a few very cute outfits that I didnt get to buy for her because they are currently sold out. So I decided to try and make my own version of the outfit. This is her Aloha outfit on the website. http://store.americangirl.com/agshop/html/item/id/172873/uid/823 and this is the one I made her.

It's not exactly the same as the one on the site. But I think it is close enough. And doesnt she look cute with her hair in braids?

And then I made a cute little Pom Pom pillow with pink pom poms and cute fabric. It turned out great too.

I also made a cute little fan from Samantha's craft book. I used some scrap book paper instead of gift wrapping paper. I think I could have decorated it more. But I still like it. I had to use tape to tape it together though instead of a staple. The Staple wouldnt go through the paper because I double sided the paper.

I also decided to make Marie Grace and Cecile's Mardi Gras Mask for Kanani. I may decide to make the rest of the fair costume too. Here is how it turned out.

And here is the one from the site. http://store.americangirl.com/agshop/html/item/id/196028/uid/874

Oh and I made Nachos from Julie's cook book. They arent exactly like the ones in the cook book but they were yummy regardless.

Here is the recipe.

Oh and I am reading my first Dear Cananda book. I know so little about Canada and its nice to see history from another countries point of view. So far the book is really good. Its just like the Dear America books. I'm really enjoying it.

Whew, that was a long update wasnt it? But it was fun to update lol. So I guess thats all I have to put. A few weeks worth of pictures and crafts and recipes. Now let's see what else I can make between now and the next time I post lol.

(1850 Volterra Flashback) Decorating the Tree ( Alessandra)

2011-12-18T10:19:00.000-09:00

“Alessandra be a dear and come into the great hall.” I heard Aro say as he came into my chambers without knocking. I sighed and looked at him. Thoroughly, annoyed. I was completely absurd in the novel I was reading and really didn’t want to put it down. It was so much more interesting than anything Aro could come up with.

“You can finish your book later. Right now, I require your help on a great matter.” He said, his voice as happy as a child’s. When Aro’s voice was this happy it wasn’t ever good. I rolled my eyes again. Wondering what great matter it was that Aro wanted help with.

I didn’t say anything as he lead me through the halls of Volterra and into the Great Hall where standing in the middle was a very large Ever Green Tree, that the lesser guard had started to decorate with tiny ornaments. I sighed.

“Aro, what on earth is this about?” I asked.

“I saw the most splendid memory in the mind of the human I encounterd last night.” Aro begin. “This boy’s family was all around what they called a Christmas tree. Each opening presents and celebrating the birth of some child.” Aro added waving his hand towards the manger with a child in it at the bottom of a tree.

“And I thought….”

“You wanted to recreate this boy’s Christmas for us?” I asked. He nodded.

“And as you have such a beautiful talent…”

The whole thing was a bit absurd. Aro. Wanting to create this peaceful event in Volterra for us. Of course I had no idea who the baby was supposed to be. I guessed it was some Christian costume I had never heard of. I sighed and watched a tiny colorful bulb lift out of the box and up onto a tree. It was clear that Aro wanted me to help with the decorating of the tree.

“Excellent!” Aro said clapping his hands. “I knew you wouldn’t mind helping.”

“Aro..”I started to say shaking my head. But he had already gone. One of the newer guards, I could never keep track of the lesser guard because they came and went like water flowing, came up to me.

“Isn’t it simply splendid?” The man asked. I sighed.

“Yes, just wonderful.” I muttered moving another ornament up onto the tree.

“I can’t wait until it’s all done and we have the celebration. Master says it will be the best he has ever thrown.”

“I’m sure it will be.” I sad with another ornament onto the tree.

“How do you do that?” The guard asked me now, watching as I moved yet another ornament onto the tree.

“With my mind.” I said with a shrug.

“Oh.” The man said.

Following Scott (Alice Post)

2011-12-16T11:08:00.000-09:00

“Do you think he’ll recognize us?” Bella asked as we sat down in the corner of the local favorite café where Scott Evenson was sitting eating his dinner across the room. I shook my head.

“How could he? He has no idea what we look like.”

“The only reason why he knew where to even find Carlisle was because his contact information was on the Forks Hospital website. Besides, the whole point of us coming here is to let him know we are watching him.” Edward said quietly as Bella ordered a veggie burger.

“You arent really going to hurt him are you?” Bella asked putting ketchup on the burger. Edward and I exchanged looks.

“If it comes to the point that we have too…” Bella sighed and shook her head. Clearly not understanding.

Scott had not noticed us walk into the restaurant. He was too busy with his notes and computer, trying to eat his food at the same time. I marveled at how unobservant the man was for a writer. It was said that Mark Twain had been able to write such great books because he was so observant. And I had taken that for granted. Thought that most authors were observant. But clearly Scott wasn’t. I glanced at Edward.

“He’s trying to figure out what Carlisle is. Er… How he’s immortal.” Edward explained. I nodded. “But all he has come up with is super hero stuff.”

“Like I did at first?’ Bella piped up. Edward and I nodded.

“It’s a common misconception, when humans first meet us.” Edward explained.

“Do you wonder why? I mean you guys don’t sleep, you have pale colors… The super natural senses…” Bella said. Edward and I both nodded, our eyes still watching Scott’s every move. It was rather annoying to have a human in Forks who knew so much about our family and was willing to take a risk and expose us. Especially as this was the one rule the Volturi had. The humans couldn’t know about vampires. And even when they did know about us, those few humans didn’t last long as humans. Most were either killed or turned.

If Scott thought he would live through this, he was stupid. As if he knew were watching him, Scott finally looked at Edward, Bella and I. At first his expression was confused and then he blanked. Edward looked at me.

“Well it’s about time.” He muttered.

“He noticed us. I knew he would eventually.”

“He knows we’re part of Carlisle’s family.”

“How could he not? The whole town knows that.” I joked. Edward rolled his eyes.

Uh-oh Crazy Dude Coming (Alice Post)

2011-12-01T12:04:00.000-09:00

“So what kind of resources do we want? I mean the 19^th century is waay big.” Emmett said grabbing a thick book off the shelves in the library.

“There is slavery, Jane Austen, Bach, The American Civil War…”

“Too bad we cant just ask Jazz about this stuff.”

“I know right? Or Carlisle.” I sighed and opened up a big book with the words Victorian on it. This time period was not my forte. I wasn’t born in the 19^th century. But you could ask me most anything about the Roaring twenties and I could tell you. I knew Emmett probably felt the same way. He wasn’t around in this time either.

“What about the wagon train stuff?” Emmett asks pushing through another book.

“We could use---“ I started to say but suddenly everything shifted and I let out a soft breath, concentrating on the vision I knew I was about to see…

There standing in an airport was Scott Evenson. The guy that had been causing Carlisle a bunch of issues lately. I watched closely as he pulled out his plane ticket. For Seattle. Then listened as he talked to someone about deciding to go to Forks. I watched as he made his way towards his plane and then the vision disappeared…

“What is it?” Em asked. “You got that blank look on your face.”

“Scott Evenson…”

“uh-oh.” I nodded.

“He’s coming here. Well to Forks. He wants to meet Carlisle and Esme.” I said.

“Should we tell Carlisle now?” Em asked gathering the five books we found. I nodded .

“You better have Leah check those out. We can finish later.” I said dashing out the library and into the hall. I couldn’t make a phone call in a place that we’re supposed to be quiet in now could I?

“Carlisle?” I asked standing outside now.

“Alice, whats up?” My father asked.

“Carlisle, Scott Evenson is coming to Forks.” I said looking at Emmett. “Emmett and I are coming home.” There was a moment of silence on the phone and then I heard Carlisle move silently, shuffling some papers on his desk.

“Are you sure, Alice?” He asked.

“Very sure.” I said opening the doors to my car.

Kanani Comes home!

2011-12-01T09:20:00.000-09:00

Location: Bedroom
Music: Saint Lucia Processional (American Girl Christmas CD)
Mood: Waking Up ( I am apparently not a morning person)
Book: The little white horse

Okay, here we have a few more crafts and some more American Girl Goodies. I swear this blog is going to become an American Girl blog lol. The first thing I did the past few days was make a pet bed for Sugar. There is one on the American Girl website that is very cute. I would highly recommend that you buy that. Or if you are like me and want to create your own you can always do that too. Here is how mine turn out. As you can see I made her a littler pillow. The Coke top is supposed to be her doggy dish and I tried to make her a chew toy out of a bead lol. But I think all in all, Sugar really likes her new perch.

And second, Kanani came in the mail the other day! I was so excited when I got her. She's so pretty and I am really glad I decided to buy her. Her skin wasnt tinted blue or anything. Her long hair is so pretty. It is kinda annoying. However, all one has to do to deal with that is pull it back. Here she is!

And finally, a few weeks ago I found a bunch of American Girl Magazines from 1997 on ebay for thirty dollars. With their paper dolls still intancted. While I do still have my 1997 magazines, they arent in the best shape and the paper dolls were lost long ago. So I bought them and I also bought a few paper dolls from 1998 and 2000 as well. Those came in the mail too.

You can expect little inserts from these magazines coming soon. hehe. Here are the paper dolls.

I may post little things on these too.

well I better get off now. Lots to do today!

Dont worry I am still debating on if I want to send Kirsten into the Doll Hospital. I really miss having her look brand new lol.

Sugar gets a new coat, Skye's new holiday outfit.

2011-11-25T10:59:00.000-09:00

Location: Desk

Mood: Good

Book: The Little White Horse

Music: From Now On~ Breaking Dawn Soundtrack

Yes! Joanna finally has a new post ready. yeah I know it took me forever. So much for trying to blog more lol.

anyway on to the good stuff.

I have recently decided to make a few items for Skye. The first being a holiday outfit. I borrowed patterns once again from the Liberty Jane website. And made a cute little dress for my doll. I added a ruffles at the bottom. A shirt from a Play Wonder outfit, and kept the necklace I had for Skye. I added a cute ribbon to her hair and borrowed Kirsten's shoes. LOL. By the way, I am still debating if Kirsten should go to the doll hospital and get fixed. In the end though, I am pretty sure she will. So expect pictures of that coming soon.

I think the outfit turned out pretty cute. Though the belt needs some work lol.

Oh and then a few weeks ago I bought Sugar on Amazon. She didnt come with the name tag that she does on the American girl website. But she was a bit cheaper on Amazon than she is on the American Girl website and she came with a postcard book.

I decided that because she lives in Alaska, where it is cold right now, she should have a little doggy coat. So I made her one last night. It turned out fairly decent for my first doggy coat. lol. here is a side view.

And a front view.

Isnt she cute? I will probably make a name tag for her eventually and I want to make a little bed for her too.

And finally, I did see Breaking Dawn Part 1 finally. I actually thought it was pretty good. Which surprised me because I wasnt really fond of the book. But lol I did like the movie.

Maybe I will make Skye a few Twilight outfits lol. we'll see. Oh and I ordered Kanani. I cant wait to get her. She's so pretty. I had to have her.

Cherish the ones you have (Alessandra)

2011-11-25T10:49:00.000-09:00

I stood staring at the spot where my family’s home had once been. It was nothing more than a field now. There were some reminders that suggested something had once been on the land of course. However, the earth had seemed to take over the spot and even the grape vines were now well over grown.

But if I looked just right I could see where the Villa had once stood. The slave quarters were down towards the bottom of the field. The cave my brother and I had played had collapsed long ago. The pool inside the villa was also filled in. I kicked myself many times for letting the family plot go to ruins like this. I could have kept it up. Aro had bought the land for me after the whole ordeal. Mostly because I begged him and wouldn’t have anyone else own it.

“So how come you never rebuilt it?” Alex asked standing beside me.

“You know why I never rebuilt it.” I answered quietly.

“Is the cave still there?” I shook my head and my brother let out a quiet sigh. “I havent been back to this spot in two thousand years.” I murmured softly.

“I have once.” I answered him pushing my way through the field and back towards where the forest had once stood. It was still there, just not as big as I remembered. Of course back then, I didn’t have vampire strength to run through the woods in seconds.

“Alessandra wait.” I heard Alex call after me, as he followed me to where our cave once stood.

“Looks like its caved in.”

“A long time ago.” I said quietly.

“And the house and everything?”

“I don’t know Alex.” I answered truthfully. “The first time I came back here was last year. Everything looked just as it does now.”

“You know, you still look just as beautiful as you did back then.” My brother whispered touching my hair. I sighed.

“Alex don’t.” I whispered softly, and found myself back in the field where our home once stood. It was incredibly hard for me to see the spot where the villa stood. I quietly sank down to my knees. Why was it still so hard for me to deal with this even after two thousand years? I wondered. I wish I could be more like my brother and just forget about it. Or not think about it. After all, it wasn’t like I could bring them back. Once a person was dead, that was what they were. Unless of course they got lucky and were turned into a vampire. Or perhaps in Petrus’s case come back for a second life. But I highly doubted the rest of my family would do that.

After several minutes, I sighed and finally stood. Turned around to stare at my brother who stood at the end of the field. At least I still had him. I thought quietly nodding to him. Within seconds he was by my side and had me wrapped in his arms. I knew he felt the same way I did. When all you had was each other, you had to cherish that.

Are we there yet? (Alessandra post)

2011-11-25T10:48:00.000-09:00

“What are you doing?” Skye asked peeping up at me for the millionth time in the past 12 hours. I looked at her and sighed.

“Playing word puzzles.” I answered finishing a crossword in the word puzzle book I had bought right before we boarded the last plane.

“I didn’t think vampires did that sort of thing.” Skye answered going back to her history book. I sighed again.

“Skye…”I started to say.

“Yes I know, we arent supposed to talk about what you are.” Skye said looking at me from her book. “But still. In all the stories and movies vampires are like… well… scary and full of doom.”

“You havent meant Aro yet.” Petrus said over the magazine was looking at.

“I have too. I’ve talked to him through email. He was so nice to me in the emails he sent. I don’t know why you don’t like him.”

“You haven’t meant him in person.” I said glaring at the little teenager next me.

“I dunno…. He’s not so bad.” Alex cut in. I sighed. This wasn’t going anywhere.

“He had our family killed. How could you say that?” I asked my brother glaring at him.

“Well, he’s not.”Alex said with a shrug. I shook my head.

“You know, that did happen a long time ago. You should let it go.” Skye said. I stared at her for a few moments wondering how one let something like that go. And then shook my head. Nope, no one ever did understand the deep grudge I had on Aro. If they couldn’t understand it, then there was no point in telling people why I would never let it go. So I simply went back to my word puzzles.

“So how much longer do we have anyway?” Alex asked breaking into the silence that had engulfed us.

“I dunno, probably three more or so.” I answered. “You should be used to plane travel by now. Petrus is.”

“I am used to plane travel. Just bored out of my freakin’ mind.” I laughed.

“How can you be bored with Skye here?” I asked giggling.

“She has a point man, the little human keeps asking all kinds of questions. “Petrus piped up in Italian so Skye wouldn’t understand what he was saying.

“Hey that’s not fair. You guys are speaking Italian again.” Skye said again, peeping her head over her book.

“Homework.” I said pointing to her school book.”

“Aw come on… I’ve done nothing but that since we got on this stupid plane.”

“Yes and you will do that until we get off.” I said going back to the word puzzles again. It was going to be a very long few hours.

What kind of degree to get (alice post)

2011-11-25T10:46:00.002-09:00

“Have you decided what you’re going to take this time around?” Edward asked me as I got out of my Porsche with Jasper.

“Um.. Not yet. I think this time around, I am just gonna go with the flow for a while. But you know, it’s probably going to be fashion design again. Maybe merchandizing…. Or maybe art or something. I’ve got four years of college ahead of me.” I grinned.

“Yeah, I was surprised you never told us what you were taking.” Jazz said his arm linked into mine. I smiled sweetly at him.

“Well, I wasn’t sure.”

“I’m surprised Carlisle hasn’t moved us again.” Rose said with a flick of her blond hair. “We have been living in Forks for a while now. He’s supposed to be getting older.”

“He said he didn’t want to move Elizabeth and I away from Charlie yet.” Bella piped up.

“But all the same, we will eventually have to move.” Rose insisted.

“I know that.” Bella said rolling her eyes and leaning into Edward. It was clear she was annoyed about the subject.

“We have four years of college ahead of us, and then we will probably move.” Em said as we entered one of the buildings on campus.

“I’m hungry.” Bella said suddenly seeing a donut stand with coffee, and we watched while Edward bought her a donut and coffee.

“I should probably go to my first class.” I said squeezing Jazz’s hand. My husband smiled at me and gave me a kiss.

“Don’t get into any trouble without me.” He said his eyes dancing. I laughed.

“Me? Trouble? Never.” I insisted smiling.

“Oh ho, little Alice never gets into trouble.” Emmett said with a nudging me.

“Ten dollars that Emmett doesn’t finish his degree.” Ed said now coming back with Bella.

“Alice… Tell him I am gonna get it this time.” Em says. I laughed.

“You’ve decided you will get it… But whenever you decide you will get it, you never do…”Jazz interpreted and we all laughed.

“Oh… we gotta go guys.” I said taking hold of my books and Jasper. It was time to head to class. College was far more fun than high school. And I was even thinking about blending in a bit better. Making some friends this year…. Yeah friends would be good. I thought.

A new quest perhaps (Alessandra Post)

2011-11-11T20:44:00.000-09:00

“I’M HOME!!!” I heard Skye’s voice as she slammed the door and plopped her book bag down by the door. I sighed and shut off my computer. She always decided that she had to shout at the top of her lungs to let me know that she was home. I half wondered if the child no she wasn’t a child. She was a teenager who was really only a year younger than I was. But she seemed so childish compared to me. I shook my head.

“I knew you were here before you even set foot off the bus.” I said, walking down the stairs to meet her. She was already on her computer. Dragging it from her book bag. She took that thing everywhere with her as if it was her prize position. I supposed everyone had to have a prize position.

“We’re still studying about the ancient world. Mostly Rome. I don’t know why they think that they have to teach us these things. It’s not like they’re going to come in handy in today’s world.” Skye babbled. I raised an eyebrow. How so very modern. I thought shaking my head.

“The ways of Rome were once the ways of the world.” I said quietly. “What Rome did, everyone wanted to do.”

“Yes but it was so long ago. Don’t you think that the way the world is today is so much better than it was in Ancient Rome?” Skye asked peeking up at me. I stared down at Skye for a moment. My hands folded in front of me. Did I think that the world was better than it was when I was alive in Ancient Rome? I shook my head again. In some ways yes, it was better. However, I wasn’t sure I thought it was completely better. The truth was that I dearly missed Rome. No I didn’t miss modern Rome. I missed my Rome. I doubted that Skye would understand though.

“Oh… I’m sorry if I said something.” Skye said.

“It’s alright. It’s just… That you couldn’t possibly know what Rome was like from your history books. None of you could. Of course there are things that are better in today’s world. But there were things that were better in Rome too.” I said softly.

“Oh.” Skye said quietly, looking from me to her laptop. I wondered what she was doing, and without thinking the laptop swung around to face me. I closed my eyes as Skye jumped back and stared at me. “Whoe… How did… Wait… Did you?” She started to ask… I nodded my head and quietly lifted up her pencil with my mind. She stared at me.

“You move objects with your mind?” I nodded my head.

“Why do you think Aro wanted me as part of his… as part of the Volturi?” I asked twirling the pencil around in the air and letting it drop on top of the notebook near Skye.

“Does all the Volturi members have a gift like yours?” I nodded. “So Petrus and Alex do as well?” I nodded. “Does Dr. Cullen have one?”

“Well, he is an excellent Doctor.”

“So not all vampires have these talents?”

“No, not all.” I answered, as I glanced at Skye’s laptop and noticed that she had received an email from Aro.

“How long have you been conversing with Aro?” I asked opening up the email.

“Hey, that’s my email… Private…”

“Skye, you don’t know Aro.” I said

“He wants to know if there is anywhere I would like to see… Alessandra… He’s offering to pay for us to---“

“No.” I said shaking my head. “No.” I said again. “Skye you know nothing about him… I will not…”

“But he wants you to take me to the one place I have always wanted to go… He’s paying for the whole---

“Skye, Aro pays for everything I do.” Interrupted.

“But he said we can go to Rome! Oh Please Alessandra… I’ve never been outside of America.”

“Your schooling…” I started.

“You can help me keep up my studies. Or I can go to school in Rome. He said we can stay there as long as we want.” As long as we wanted uh? It sounded like Aro wanted me out of Forks for some reason… Or perhaps it was that he wanted me closer to Volterra. Feeding Skye’s thoughts of Rome to get me there. I sighed after looking at her. She seemed so excited about the whole idea of seeing Rome.

“We could go with Alex and Petrus of course.” Skye added. I looked around the house. The quiet farm house in Forks. I had no desire to go back to Italy at the moment. Nor did I want to be near Volterra for any reason. Any reason at all. But to keep Skye from seeing Rome seemed like a punishment she did not deserve. So with great unrest, I finally nodded my head.

“Yay!” Skye said clapping her hands and turning her laptop around. “Can I call him?”

“No you may not.” I said staring at her. The last thing I wanted was for them to talk on the phone. “I will call him later.” I said frowning.

“I’ll email him right away and tell him that we can go.” Skye said typing away on her laptop. I turned to see Alex standing behind me and staring at Skye for a moment. He rose an eyebrow and nodded his head, I picked up my cell phone and left Skye at the table.

“Well, what was I to say to her? I couldn’t tell her no…. You don’t have to come.” I said softly to my brother.

“I haven’t seen Rome since… I may go. It might be good to go.” He said.

Remeeting Will Henshaw (Lilac Post)

2011-11-11T11:08:00.002-09:00

“Hello.” Lil heard a voice say behind her and turned to see a boy her own age from the Ravenclaw house. The boy was a bit tall for his age; she knew he was 16 because they had been in the same house since they had both started at Hogwarts. However, she had rarely spent any time with him at all. So she didn’t know him that well.

“Hi.” Lilac said smiling at the boy. He had dreamy green eyes and ash, blond hair. His skin was slightly tanish, how he could maintain a tan in England was far beyond Lilac’s understanding.

“You’re in Ravenclaw right?” The boy asked pushing back his hair. Lilac nodded.

“Yeah we’ve been in the same house and grade together since we came to Hogwarts.” She giggled. “But I don’t think we’ve ever talked.”

“Right, you’re one of the Middletons I know that much. Lilac?”

“Everyone calls me Lil.” Lilac said. “You’re William Henshaw.” Lilac said matter of factly. She knew who he was. She knew all about William Henshaw and who his friends were and such, but Lilac had never really spoken to him much.

“Yep that’s me. But you can call me Will. We have a lot of the same classes together. I wonder why we’ve never talked before. I was surprised you weren’t with your cousins.”

“Well I don’t spend all my time with my cousins. I wanted to be alone for a little while, and I had to take my Piggy outside. Even though it was kinda raining. She likes to go for walks. Sometimes, I think she’s part dog or something.” Lilac rambled. She always rambled on and on when she as nervous. Lil hardly ever had a chance to converse with anyone outside of her family. The few times she did, it was not very good. And then there was Nate. He was one of the few friends she did have outside the family. And she hadn’t even seen much of him since they started school this year. She supposed that it was expected. This was after all his last year at Hogwarts.

She had also heard that he had been spending time with some girl from Slytherin. But she didn’t really let it bother her. After all, it wasn’t like they even had a chance to talk much. And she was busy with her own studies and her pet and cousins. Lilac guessed it would be alright to talk to Will. It wasn’t like she was really dating anyone anymore after all.

“Oh yeah your tea cup Piggy. I’ve seen her running around the Ravenclaw common room.”

“Yeah my uncle got her for me. I was really surprised when he did.” She said shyly.

“That’s nice of him to get you a pet like that. “ Will answered just as shyly. “Would you like to have lunch with me later on maybe? We could work on our Charms homework… Which I am sure we’re gonna have. They always give us loads of homework.”

“Sure. I’d like that.” Lilac said smiling back at Will.

“Okay great! So I’ll see you then.” Will said taking his seat now in the Charms classroom. Lilac smiled back at him and sat down to Cecila.

“What was that about?” Cee asked.

“Oh nothing.” Lilac said giggling.

“Uh-uh. Whatever.” Cee answered. Of course she knew it wasn’t just anything. But if she suspected anything, Cecila didn’t press the matter.

Skye's Cow Girl Outfit, marzipan, Roy Rogers and Candles

2011-11-11T11:02:00.001-09:00

Location: Desk
Mood: Bugged
Music: Turn the radio on (Gabby Malek from Radio Girl
Book: Rumors by Anna Godbersen

I have been very bad at keeping this blog up. LOL I keep telling myself to do better. And then I fail. And I dont really have an excuse either. But I promise, I will do better at keeping my blog up. I also plan on revamping it a bit with new pictures and stuff. Seeing how my interest do grow as I grow older.

Anyway, on with the new things.

I did finally finish Sky's Cow Girl outfit. While it didnt turn out the way I had pictured it too at first, I am pretty pleased with it. :) I made everything in the picture but the cowgirl hat and boats. Which I bought off Ebay. The patterns I used are from Liberty Janes website. I had tried other patterns but they were always so confusing. I loved her patterns and plan on making more outfits soon.

I also bought Samantha's Christmas Craft's book off Ebay which comes with supplies for five crafts. You cant get this from American Girl anymore as it is retired. And I spent a fairly decent amount of money on it. But anyway, they had this cute idea for beaded candle holders. However, I didnt have beaded trim. So this is what I came up with instead.

I used Salley Henerson's White Diamon Slipper's Lace something nail polish to paint the candle holders with and then glued some pretty purple lace. I used those battery operated candles. (They're safer than real candles but dont give out the same effect.) And bingo. Pretty candle holders. Though the pic turned out kinda fuzzy.

And a couple weeks ago I made Marzipan after reading the Girl For All Time book. I kept having a craving for the small candies. They have pretty easy instructions on the website and in the activity book.
http://www.agirlforalltime.com/secret-recipes

Anyway, I guess those are the most recent crafts I've made. I need to find that list of things I wanted to make because I've been rather bored lately.

Oh and here is a lovely picture I took outside my front window the other morning. Of a beautiful sunrise in Wasilla, Alaska.

And here is an old song from a Roy Rogers Movie I used to adore when I was a kid.

Table Talk (Lilac Post)

2011-10-25T09:30:00.000-08:00

“So what do you think?” Thomas asked Pippa after she was patted on the back by all the Ravenclaws at the table.

“I think I am going to love it here! Just like everyone said. And look at all the food! How do you guys do this every year?”

“Ah, you get used to it.” Cyril said while he shoved a big spoonful of pudding into his mouth.

“The place is so big too. I’m afraid I’m going to get lost.” Pippa said taking a sip of juice.

“We’ll take you to your first class. And I am sure you will make friends and they can help you along the way.” Cecila said smiling gently at her sister.

“Do you think they’ll like me?”

“What’s not to like? You are a Middleton!” Cyril stated very proudly. “We’re very likable people.”

“All of us but maybe you.” Thomas snickered and flicked some candy at his older brother.

“Hey!!!” Cyril shouted.

“Boys!”Cecila snapped. “Behave yourselves. Especially in front of Pippa. We don’t want her to think you act like this all the time.”

“Cee, they act like this at home.” Pippa said.

“That’s not the point. Besides, we don’t want any points taken away our first day.”

“Ah, shut up Cecila.” Cyril pouted.

“How did you ever get along when you were living at home without any rucus going on?” Cecila asked turning to Lilac.

“What?” Lilac asked she had been staring at Nate and then giggle, as he made funny faces at her.

“Lil, are you even paying attention?” Cee whined.

“Can’t you see that she doesn’t care? She’s too busy making goggle eyes at Nate.” Thomas said. He was being a little pest today. Lilac kicked him under the table. “Ouch!” He squealed.

“At least I have a boyfriend for the time being. And Nate is nice. You even like him.” Lilac said grinning at her little cousin.

“I have a girlfriend too, but I don’t make puppy eyes at her all the time.”

“That’s because it’s young love.” Cecila remarked.

“I’m not that much younger than you.” Thomas snapped.

“Ah Tommy give it a break.” Lilac said, What were you asking me anyway Cee?”

“I just wondered how you managed to get along at home before you came to live with us. It must have been very quiet.”

“It was. But kinda lonely. That’s why I was always at your house.” Lilac said, giggling again as Nate made another funny face at her. Cecila let out a heavy sigh.

Asylum Documents (Alice Post)

2011-10-25T09:29:00.000-08:00

Dear Alice,

I hope things are going well for you there in wherever you are. I know they are going well for me today. I found out a little bit more about Mary Alice Brandon. Though, things are still kinda hazy as far as the research goes. But I have to remind myself that this did take place before the 20s. So that is probably why.

I came across Mary Alice Brandon’s papers for when she was placed in the asylum. I thought you would like to see them. So I have added them in an attachment. They aren’t anything special. Except that it seems out of place. I don’t know how someone can go crazy enough with grief that her family would put her into one of those terrible places. You hear stories of people being put in those places to be gotten rid of. And I am not currently wondering if this was the case. Anyway, I will let you know when I find more information.

Your friend,

Sarah.

I clicked on the document and brought up the attachment. Sure enough there was my name, the date I was put into t he asylum and the name of the asylum. It also stated what I was put into the asylum for. Simply that I was crazy and needed some mental help. They, the doctors suggested the shock treatment. I wondered if this was why I couldn’t remember anything. I knew so little about these types of procedures and what doctors in these places did to their patients today and even back then. I had never looked into it. I had never wanted too.

I printed up the documents and put them on the floor so I could look at them thoroughly.

“Everything alright?” Jazz asked walking in and putting a gray sweater away. I shrugged.

“I suppose so. Sarah found the documents of when they put me in the asylum.”

“Really?” Jasper asked now sitting down on the floor and looking over the documents. “Alice, are you sure you want to dig into your past? I mean you could find out things you don’t want to know.”

“I don’t remember anything Jazz. Even the few things Sarah has told me, I don’t remember. So I suppose it won’t make that much of a difference. But, I would like to know what happened.”

“I just don’t want to see you hurt is all.”

“I know.” I said gently squeezing his hand and smiling. “But don’t worry. As far as I can tell, I won’t be.” I gently crawled into his arms and let him hold me. It felt good to have his arms around me.

“Are you going to write back to Sarah?” Jasper asked now.

“Yep.” I smiled. “Besides, it’s not like she will ever link Mary Alice Brandon to me.”

“And if she ever decided to come for a visit?”

“ I can be gone.” I giggled. Jazz nodded. “Besides, I don’t think we are gonna be in Forks much longer. Maybe a year or so. I haven’t really seen anything as far as that goes though.”

“Yes, Carlisle is getting old for his looks.” Jazz agreed.

“For his looks.” I giggled.

Warning Singles (Alice Post)

2011-10-25T09:27:00.000-08:00

Beep, Beep! My computer dinged at me the very second I turned it on. Ding, ding. It sang and the little envelope shot up telling me that I had an email. Well, a few emails at any rate. Of course the only one to catch my eye was one from Sarah. I began to open it, only to see everything change. I caught my breath and waited for the vision to come…

I saw Carlisle opening his email. From that Mr. Evenson person who write the book about Esme and sighed. I shut my own laptop. This email for Carlisle was far more important than the one from Sarah. After all, she wouldn’t figure out that I was Mary Alice Brandon anymore than she would figure out that I was a vampire. No, Jasper and I had erased all traces of our names after our so called deaths of course. All of these documents were safely hidden away inside a steal safe. That only Jazz and I had the key too. Stealing the documents had been rather fun. I wondered why Carlisle never thought of stealing his own documents.

I unplugged the laptop and made my way through the house to Carlisle’s study.

“Come in Alice.” He said through the slightly opened door before I could even knock. I grinned and peeked my head in the door.

“Hi Carlisle.” I piped.

“Good evening Alice. What brings you to my little office?” Carlisle asked.

“You should check your email.” I said plopping myself down in a big chair near Carlisle. He stared at me a moment, before checking his email. Sure enough. There was the email from Scott Evenson.

“He says he found some more informat---“

“I know.” I stated looking at my father.” Carlisle, why didn’t you steal those documents? The way Jazz and I did?”

“Of course I have some of them. It never occurred to me that someone would find all these---“

“I suppose it wouldn’t. Back then humans didn’t have such easy access to private documents like these.” I said inturupting him again. “As of right now, Mr. Evenson, believes you and Esme are simply ancestors of the Esme and Carlisle of the 20s. Perhaps it will still lead to nothing.” I said.

“Have you had any more of your visions, Alice?” Carlisle asked, his fingers completely still on the keyboard.

“None as of yet. I will tell you when I do.” I added.

“Um, he found my information here in Forks from the hospital website. Should I have them take that down, do you think?” Carlisle asked. I shrugged.

“I do not think that this Scott Evenson is going to fly out to Forks to meet you in person Carlisle. Even if he did, we could leave before it happened. No one would need to know where we were.” I stated.

Books, Crafts and teasers

2011-10-25T09:21:00.000-08:00

Location: Bedroom
Mood: Waking Up
Music: The Wind that Shakes the Barley~ Loreena McKennitt
Book: Breaking Dawn~ Stephenie Meyer

It has been a long time since I last wrote a post in here other than my posts for pan. I havent any idea why a person decides to take up a blog and then doesnt post in it lol. Other than the fact that they just dont want too. Or feel like it. Or maybe dont have time. My excuse? No idea. But anyway, here goes a post! wee.

I had taken lots of photos over the past several weeks. Planning to post each one. But as time passed by, I havent posted any of them. So I am only going to post a few for now.

For starters, besides working, I havent really been doing alot around here. I have been reading quite a bit though. And I've read some really interesting books lately. I would have to say that my favorite so far is a Dear America book, I came across before we moved and picked it up. It is a newer book. The Dairy of Piper Davis.

It takes place during the beginning of World War 2. And it is more about the Japanese being placed into those camps. While these camps were nothing like Hitler's it still upsets me that my country did such a thing to a race of people. Simply for being Japanese. But anyway, I would highly recommend the book.

I have also been teaching myself how to make dolly clothes as I stated in my last post. I am not going to post a picture of Skye in her new outfit until it is done. But here is a teaser of what I am working on. :)

It's a combination of the cow girl outfit on the American Girl website, Nicki's outfit and another outfit I found. I couldnt figure out how to do the two layer fridging. so I left that out. And I did manage to find a pair of pink cow girl boots and a hat like Nicki's on Ebay. So I have those coming. I promise to post a pick of my doll wearing her latest outfit as soon as it is done.

Oh and when Marie Grace and Cecile came out I did also buy the small mini doll of Marie Grace. I kinda want the larger version of the doll too. And I wouldnt mind Cecile. She's so pretty.

Oh I came across a really interesting website that kinda reminds me of American Girl. Or rather that its trying to be like American Girl. Which is good. because I think that each country should have something like American Girl. Something to help girls learn about history and life and things like that.

The website is called A Girl for All time. It's kinda like the British version of American Girl. Sorda. It does have a doll and two books. One activity book and one story book. http://www.agirlforalltime.com/. I didnt buy the doll itself because it was far too expensive to buy in American dollars. But I did get the two books. They look really neat and I cant wait to read them.

Oh and I finished that Iphone case I wanted to make. I came across a really cute idea on Esty a few months ago and decided to try it for myself. http://www.etsy.com/listing/53504161/iphone-ipod-droid-cozy-pastel-garden Of course my work isnt as good as the work on Esty is. I am not very good at embroidery yet. But here is my version of the case.

And to close with, I came across this book at Fred Meyers the other day. It looked so incredibly interesting that I had to pick it up. It's based off the song Scarborough Fair which is one of my favorites.

Wow it looks like I have mostly posted about books this time. lol. I guess that is to be expected. Maybe I'll even start doing book reviews soon.

(Aro's Great Request)~ Alessandra flashback post)

2011-10-16T10:52:00.003-08:00

Volterra; February, 1533

“You can come in Aro.” I said glaring at the door as I heard Aro’s footsteps in my hallway. I rarely had visitors, though when I did, I could not say that I was pleased with the visitor who came to call. I did not stop reading the book I was reading. It was much more interesting than anything, I suspected that Aro could say to me.

“Alessandra, dear child.” Aro said opening the doors to my chambers in one swift movement. I waved my hand and the doors closed behind him. “Such a lovely gift you do possess.” He commented carrying a string of papers in his hands. I sighed.

“What is it that you want Aro?” I asked clearly annoyed at being interrupted in my book.

“Come now Alessandra. Don’t be so rude.” Aro said plopping himself down next to me. “I have some news for you.” I sighed.

“Oh?” I asked pretending to be interested. He looked at me a moment and then went back to his papers.

“The King of England has just broken away from the church, and married Anne Boleyn.” He stated as if this was the best news in the world. I rolled my eyes. I had of course no idea who the King of England was at the moment or this Anne Boleyn. Nor did I really care. I had heard that his court was extremely dangerous from outside sources. But no more than that.

“And?” I asked.

“He broke away from the church Alessandra. Do pay attention. The church likes to think that they control the world.” Aro explain.

“The church?” I asked now sitting up. Aro nodded. “That’s silly. We control the world. Not the church.” I said much of course to Aro’s approval.

“Very true, darling. However, the humans think that the church controls the world. And I need to see if this is going to be a new thing. That countries are going to break apart from the church or not.”

“And what does this have to do with me?” I asked. “ I know nothing about these religious matters.”

“Alessandra, dear child, you did such a wonderful job with the Medici a few years ago---“

“50 years ago or so.” I interrupted. At least I had thought it was about 50 years ago. I supposed to Aro it was simply as he said a few years ago. After all, when one was immortal, time did not make a difference.

“Exactly.” Aro nodded.” At any rate, you my dear are going to go to England and visit this King Henry’s court.” I stared at Aro for a moment. Was he serious? I wondered. Yes, I thought after I got a good look at his face. He was very serious.

“But… But… I know so very little English.” I said quietly.

“Then you must learn. I will have an English tutor come and teach you before I send you off. I’ll have him teach you the latest in their manners and etiquette and other things. We cannot be represented by a pumpkin.” Aro said lightly. “Not that I think you are such dear.”

“Isn’t his court rather dangerous?” I asked.

“Certainly it is. Most courts are dangerous. However, I have full faith in your abilities. You are after all a vampire dear when it all comes down to it.” Aro insisted. I sighed.

“Do I have a choice in this matter?” I asked.

“No.” Aro answered lightly. “I will have the tutor arrive tomorrow at this time.”

I sighed heavily. The pure idea of going to England did not sit well with me. I had of course heard many stories about these English people. They burned people for believing in the wrong things. Beheaded them for saying the wrong words, and created mayhap and chaos in the streets when the peasants rebelled against their leaders. It was worst than Rome I suspected. Of course, of all the guards Aro had in Volterra, he would want to send me. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t send Jane or Alec. Or Felix or Demtri. But I knew that answer. I was one of the few who had lived with humans recently and could blend in decently. I knew court rules and court laws. I knew how to deal with these types of people. That was why I was chosen. However, I still did not want to go. Then again, it would get me out of Volterra. For at least a little while.

“Alright. I’ll go and learn these English ways.” I said simply. Besides, it may come in handy later on as well. Knowing Aro as I did, it would.

Time Alone (Alessandra)

2011-10-05T18:32:00.000-08:00

“You have been hanging around everyone but me lately.” Petrus said causally as he gently reached for my hand and brought me softly into his arms. Prying the cell phone out of my hands he placed it lightly on the counter and kissed the back of my head. I turned around and looked up at him.

“I am sorry for that.” I whispered quietly, truly I was sorry for it. I hadn’t meant to ignore him. Petrus was in many ways my savoir. I supposed I had the Romanians to thank for that. After all he had been turned during one of their plunders into Volterra. Which I had not been in at the time. It was strange to me that I was never around when the Romanians came crashing down on Aro. How dearly I would love to be put to the test of choosing between Aro and someone else. I was certain that no matter who it was, I would not choose to help Aro. Unless of course those that I loved were also in danger. Love was such a strange word I thought absently leaning into Petrus.

“So, what are we going to do with Little Skye?” He asked gently brushing his lips against mine.

“Send her to school.” I answered automatically. “I’m going to call on the High school in the morning and in roll her as soon as possible.”

“What about after that?” Petrus asked.

“I have no idea.” I answered him truthfully. “Hopefully I can get Aro to leave her alone, and let her be. Hopefully it wont end the way Bessie’s did.”

“Who was Bessie by the way?” I sighed heavily. She was such a mischievous little thing as a youngster and never grew out of it. Of course she still had that quality in her even now. She was of course living some place in America. I believed. She did call me regularly. I was still fondly considered a sister to her or perhaps a mother of sorts I supposed. Though I had never wanted to be that. I just wanted to help her.

“Bessie was a street rat I ran into in London during the 1850s. She was so tiny Petrus and in the streets alone. I felt as if I had to help her.”

“Just like you had to help Skye?” Petrus asked. He wasn’t mocking me. He was trying to understand. I nodded. “And Alex says you’ve done this before. So what is it about helping these people in dire need that gets to you?” I turned around letting his arms fold over me, taking comfort in them for a little while. Just a little while.

“Someone once helped me when I was in dire circumstances. I was so small. Anything could have happened. I suppose that is the one thing I have to thank Aro for. And it wasn’t really Aro that helped me. He really had nothing to do with it.”

“Who was it then?” Petrus asked pressing his lips gently into my hair again.

“Didyme.” I whispered softly thinking of Aro’s gentle, soft spoken sister. His gentle, soft spoken sister that he killed.

“Marcus’ wife?” Petrus asked now turning me around. I nodded.

“I had been kidnapped by the slavers. It was quite common. She found me. Back then the Volturi took slaves for their food. They didn’t exactly have tourist.” I explained. “They also took slaves for members. No one would miss a slave if they were changed.”

“So Didyme saved your life then. And now in exchange you feel as if you need to save these poor people who have nowhere else to turn too?” Petrus asked as if it suddenly made sense to him. I nodded.

“I suppose it could be part of it.” I said quietly. “But even as a small child before… well before that happened I was forever saving things. Animals, birds, people.” I shrugged. “My mother used to say I had a kind heart… Before I was transformed into a priestess of Vesta.”I added.

“You didn’t want to be a Priestess did you?” Petrus asked. I shook my head.

“I didn’t have a choice in the matter.” I responded and indeed I had not. I had of course always known it was to be my destiny. But I had never given the matter much thought. I did not want the title of Priestess. Perhaps that was why I had always rebelled against it so thoroughly. Even though it was one of the most honored titles in Rome. Right up there next to Ceaser. I didn’t want it. I sighed.

“It all seems so long ago.” I said turning around and looking at Petrus. “Do you think I’m an idiot for holding on to my human memories and desires for so long?”

“No.” Petrus said quietly kissing my finger tips. “I think that’s what makes you unique and stand out before the rest of the Volturi. You still have that kindness in your soul that the rest don’t have. Cauis would have killed Skye or turned her himself if he had found her. Aro would have done the same. Jane and Alec would have used their powers against her. Yet you saved her. I think it’s because of those human memories and I think it’s what I find so appealing about you.” Petrus grinned.

“Oh really?” I asked smiling softly.

“Um.” Petrus said. “Among other things.” He added leading me towards the sofa. I laughed quietly.

“That is what I thought.” I said quietly.

On a ship (Bree)

2011-10-04T12:13:00.002-08:00

It wasn’t as hard to sneak onto a cruise ship as we had thought. Of course we were stupid enough to choose a cruise ship but it was the first ship to leave Miami and also the only one leaving Miami that was going to Europe. The plan was to lay low for a few days on the ship so no one would detect us. We were going to have to be very careful who we drank and who we didn’t drink. It was going to have to be crew members. This we knew. Crew, that no one would miss.

In the mean time, we didn’t get the choice of stealing into a state room. Security would surely find us in one of those. So we hid in the vast bottom of the ship’s cargo area. So far everything was going well. We were just insanely bored. I had no idea how people were able to stand being on a ship for five days while it pushed its way towards its destination. A plane would have been faster. But there was no way the four of us could get onto a plane and pass security.

So, thankfully we had looted a few stores before we decided to steal away onto the ship. Freaky Fred sat with his new stolen laptop while Brent and Diego also sat with theirs. I had a pile of books, a laptop of my own an ipod and a new Nintendo DS of which I was playing super mario brothers.

And of course I wasn’t beating the damn game. It seemed stupid to me that I could run as fast as 100 miles per hour yet I couldn’t beat a stupid game? How lame.

“I wonder what the Volturi will do with us.” Diego said sitting down next to me.

“Teach me how to beat this freakin’ game?” I asked handing Diego the DS.

“You seriously cant beat level three in Super Marios? Really Bree? I beat that like months ago.”

“Well, beat it for me please?” I asked. Diego laughed and sure enough he was able to get me through the stupid level in seconds.

“So do you think the Volturi do play video games?” Brent asked from behind his laptop. I shrugged.

“I wonder what they’ve done with themselves for all those thousands of years.” I said.

“Lots of video games.”Freaky Fred smirked.

“Somehow, I just don’t think that’s what they do. I mean when we saw them, they didn’t seem like the type to play video games.” Diego said reasonably.

“True. They did seem kinda old man freaky type.” I said going back to the game as soon as Diego handed me the DS.

“So I think we should be on our guard when we do meet them.” Diego continued. “Just in case.”

“I honestly don’t think they’re going to do much to us.” Brent said with a quiet shrug. “I mean we haven’t broken any of their laws.

“Yeah but still.” Diego said.

“I think Diego has a good point.” Freaky Fred said. “We should be ready to bolt in case we have too. “

“Yeah we should be on our guard.” I said finally putting down my game. I was a little considered about meeting these old vampires. But I had a feeling that this was the best thing we could do for ourselves. Surely the Volturi would be able to answer all the questions we still wanted to ask.

To Catch a Spy (Alice)

2011-10-04T10:39:00.002-08:00

I stood silently to the left side of the window in Carlisle’s office. Waiting. The vampire Romanian was currently climbing up the wall, trying desperately to be undetected as she was planning on sneaking into the office. I wondered if she knew the window she had picked lead to Carlisle’s office or not. I secretly doubted she knew this. However, I certainly wasn’t going to let her go snooping around Carlisle’s office. Much less our home. So I waited.

One. Two. Three. I counted. Four. Five. Yep there was the latch on the window being open and soon the vampire leaped quietly into the room. She looked around before she began to move towards Carlisle’s desk but not before I stopped her.

“You know, it is much more polite to use the front door.” I stand crossing my arms.

“Wha--- How--- You’re the freaky little pixy that can see the future uh?” The woman asked me brushing her hair out of her face. I smiled sweetly at her

“Freaky, Pixie, that’s me.” I said looking her up and down. “And you thought you could break into my home. How very rude.” I said still blocking her way. She sighed and relaxed. Seemingly she gave up knowing that I could see her every move. She wouldn’t get pass me.

“Well, are you going to invite me in then?” She asked leaning against Carlisle’s chair. “They let Nicolae in.”

“Yes, but he used the front door.” I stated.

“Ah well, I do like to make an appearance.” The vampire said. I sighed, sensing that the others were waiting for me down stairs.

“Fine. But just remember, I can see everything you decide to do. So try anything funny. You won’t get pass me or Edward very easily for that matter.” I stated, motioning my arm towards the door.

“Nice meeting you too.” The vampire smirked as she made her way out the door and down the stairs.

“Alice?” Jasper asked meeting us in the hallway.

“Don’t worry. I caught her before she could try anything.” I said smirking. I clasped Jasper’s hand into mine as we made our way into the living room where everyone else was with Nicolae.

“I told you they had freaky powers.” Nicolae smirked to the woman. The woman rolled her eyes.

“Shut up Nicolae.” She snapped.

“She’s just mad because you’re the first person to ever actually catch her.” Nicolae said grinning at me. I smiled back.

“First time for everything.” I grinned and made my way towards the sofa sitting down.

A Phone Call (Alessandra Post)

2011-10-03T21:36:00.000-08:00

I sat staring at the phone again lying on the sofa next to me. Petrus and Alex had gone out together again. Alone. I suspected they were scoring the area and hunting. Or just being boys and doing what boys do. Which what that was, I had no idea. I had managed to get Skye to sleep. It was rather early for a 17 year old to be in bed. However, I suspected she had not had a good night’s sleep in a very long time. She had looked so tired and worn and hungry when I found her during the morning. Now however, she looked ten times better.

Clean clothes, a bath, and food and sleep would do that for a human. It was amazing to me how fragil human beings were. So while the boys were out doing their thing, I sat on the sofa staring at my phone. I knew I should call Aro. I hated the man. But I knew I should call him. I should call him and check in with him. Call him so he wouldn’t send Alec again after me.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Fine. I thought picking up the stupid cell phone. I clicked on Aro’s name.

“Alessandra what a pleasant surprise how are you doing in Forks?” Aro asked cheerfully. I frowned.

“Fine.” I choked. Then jumped when Petrus appeared suddenly leaning in the doorway. Without my brother. I cocked my head to the side starting at him for a moment. Then shook my head and held up my finger.

“And how is my dear friend Carlisle?” Aro asked of course.

“Carlisle is fine. As is the rest of his family.”

“I see, how wonderful. You must have a reason for calling me dear.” Aro piped on. I sighed and turned to face the glass windows in the living room. Looking up at the moon.

“I do.” I stated.

“And?” Aro asked patiently. After two thousand years he was of course very used to my unwillingness to converse with him.

“I found a human girl.” I started.

“How wonderful! A little one to adopt again?” Aro asked.

“She’s 17.” I said quietly. “A bit old for adopting.”

“Ah and what is her story?”

“Her father kicked her out of the house. I’ve done a few searches on the internet to make certain no one is looking for her and…”

“No one is?” Aro asked.

“No.” I said turning back around to see Petrus still leaning up against the wall in the doorway. “No one is looking for her. Anyway, I told if she wanted to live with Petrus, Alec and I in Forks than she had to finish school at least. After that, we’ll decide what to do with her.” I continued.

In which Arian discovers ways to cure being bored (An Arian and Maisie Post)

2011-10-02T14:38:00.000-08:00

“Here lies Arian the great master of theater and of New Bethlam!” Arian said laying down very still inside a box with his arms crossed over his chest as if he were dead. He lay there for several moments expecting that at any moment someone would come in and cry over his supposedly dead body. But, much to his disappointment. No one came in. So he flew up out of the box, then grabbed one of Maisie’s red handkerchiefs and wrapped it around his tiny blue body.

“RAW!” He shouted dashing across the room. Then, He dashed back across the room. Running into a book shelf and then flying back to the other end of the room. He tried to breathe fire but of course he couldn’t. Instead little bits of water spurted out. Drenching the floor.

He grabbed a tiny guitar lying on Maisie’s father’s desk and started strumming out a beat on it. Dancing about as he did this. Then, he put the guitar back on the desk, and popped into a leather chair by the fire place.

“And now for act two of Arian’s boring day. Here we have Maisie Reed!” Arian said pulling out a small girl puppet dressed in scraps of silks. “And here we have Oliver Huntingdon.” Arian added now pulling out a boy puppet he had attempted to dress in breaches. “ Oh aren’t they so cute together?” Here, Arian made them kiss and then sighed.

Growing bored with this game, he dropped the Puppets. Then, picked up the boy puppet. “YOU TOUCHED ME!” Arian cried.

“I did not touch you!” Arian shouted back to himself through the puppet.

“Yes you did so touch me!” Arian yelled back. Then he spit out water drenching the poor puppet. Disgusted, he tossed it to the ground.

Next, picking up his Maisie puppet, he began to waltz in the air around the room with her until he grew tired of that too and finally dropped to the ground.

“Here lies Arian. Dragon friend to Miss Maisie Reed. Expecting to be buried from boredom at any given minuet. There shall be a funeral arrangement soon.” He said laying his arms across his chest and closing his eyes.

“Doom, Doom…. Doom!”Arian breathed. “Doom, Doom…” He heard a door squeak open. Then felt a figure looming over him. He opened one tiny eye. To see Maisie standing above him with a confused look on her face.

“Doom… Doom… Here lies Arian---“ Arian began.

“Arian what in the world are you doing with my handkerchief and in that box?” Maisie asked now coming down to the ground and peering into the box where Arian lay.

“I am Arian the great and wonderful….”Arian began.

“Oookay then.” Maisie said shaking her head.

“Well, Arian the great and wonderful Dragon. You are being rather silly at the moment. I was going to see if you wanted to go to the candy store with me. I need to decide what sort of candy to serve in those tiny baskets at the wedding. But if you seem very busy. So perhaps---“

“Candy? Never mind. I’m not busy.” Arian said shooting up out of the box and sitting on Maisie’s shoulder.

“Um…”Maise began.

“Aren’t we going yet?” Arian asked. For he dearly loved candy.

“You’re wearing my read handkerchief?” Maisie said still staring at her tiny dragon.

“Oh… Right. Here you go. Now can we go?” Arian asked taking the handkerchief off. Maisie simply laughed.

“Come on silly dragon.” She said kissing him lightly on the head.

A fun week and a half of crafts and other wonderful things

2011-09-30T09:37:00.000-08:00

Location: Desk
Music: Eyes on Fire~ Twilight Soundtrack
Mood: Awake
Book: Hidden Goddess ~ MK Hobson.

Okay, wow it seems like forever and a day since I last wrote a post here. I dont have an excuse either. Well I have been busy but not that busy. As you can see I did find time to write posts for Pan. So why I havent written posts in my blog? No idea. But here goes a tiny little post.

I've been hacking away at my craft list and of course other things come up that I want to make. for instance, I bought a very adorably My American Girl Doll a few weeks ago. I thought she was so cute, I had to have her. I named her Skye and bought some Play Wonder clothes for her at Target. The clothes arent American Girl clothing. But they work well. And are just as cute. A little less expensive. I even made her a name bracelet. Though you cant see it so well on the picture I took.

You can of course expect lots more pictures of Skye as I plan on learning how to make clothing for her. I found a wonderful site with patterns and easy instructions. So we'll see how my learning process goes lol. I did make a little tshirt for her. Here it is! You can't see it very well. :(

And here is the website I found for making the clothes. http://libertyjanepatterns.com/ I really need to get my sewing machine working for those I think. I made the tshirt by hand though a sewing machine would save me alot of time an energy lol.

I also finally made a little beach rock. It's an idea I saw on Esty and it turned out simply darling. So cute and such an easy project to make. All one needs are a few knick knacks and a hot glue gun. Oh and the rock of course.

And I finally learned how to crochet a flower! This one turned out much better than my other one did. It has the five petals it is supposed to have. So I was very proud of myself lol.

And finally, a few weeks ago I went to Micheals out in Anchorage and bought a bunch of American Girl Craft Supplies. I dont know what it is with American Girl and me lately. I love their craft supplies and products though. I think its because it helps keeps me young lol.

So anyway, I bought some of the pretty scrap book paper and found this old journal I had bought a few years ago. I didnt necessarily like the journal. I thought it was kinda ugly. So I spiced it up with some paper and now I have a pretty new Dairy. But shhh. No one is allowed to read it but me.

Does it look girly enough for you? LOL I love the color pink. Can't you tell? Anyway, I suppose thats at least a week and a half worth of crafts and posts for you to read through. I havent done much as far as baking has gone. Though I do plan on doing some baking next week.

Oh and last night I watched Twilight for the millionth time. I cant believe I actually watched it straight through. LOL I never watch it straight through. Normally I skim it. I forgot how utterly cheesy it is in some parts. And I am currently reading MK Hobson's new book Hidden Goddess. It's such a wonderful book so far. I cant wait to finish it.

I did also finally order Mandie and the Forgotten Christmas. I cant wait to watch it. I hope it's just as good as the others.

Oh and here is one last picture I took the other day outside of work. There was a rainbow and it was so pretty. I took it from behind the Windbreak.

So I guess thats it for now. I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend and lots of fun!

Maisie's Letter to Oliver (Maisie Post)

2011-09-30T09:10:00.002-08:00

My darling Oliver,

I miss you terribly, and the weeks and days have seemed to drag on endlessly without you. I cannot understand how my father thinks this separation before our wedding is good for us. But, I suppose he must know best right? I think he said once that my mother and him had a separation before their wedding. He said it was one of the hardest things he ever went through but it made him appreciate her more or something silly like that. As if we don’t appreciate one another.

Father is also helping me pick out my wedding dress. It is times like these that I wish my mother were still alive. Father has excellent taste in clothing but he is not my mother. I do miss your mother terribly and perhaps I should wait until I return to Drachenburg and have her help with the choosing of the wedding gown.

Isnt it funny that our wedding is announced in both our local papers and we are so far apart from one another? I’ve been invited to lots of different tea parties by local girls the past few weeks and each person in New Bethlem seems to think they need to congratulate me. Much to my father’s dismay. He may be Governor but he does not like functions. Which I find funny.

Please send my warmest regards to your dear Mother. Tell her I miss her just as much as I miss you. I cannot wait to be reunited with the both of you.

And please tell her not to go too fancy with Arian’s outfit. The little dragon does look sharp in a suite. However, he does not like to dress up very often.

Oh yes, and before I forget, the races sound wonderful! I cannot wait to attend one with you!

Last but not least, Arian sends his hellos as well as a hug for you. He must miss you too if he wants to hug you.

Yours ever so faithfully,
Maisie

A Fly A lock and an apple (Alessandra flashback)

2011-09-30T09:09:00.000-08:00

Ancient Rome 43 BC

Golden rays of sunbeams beat down on my thin little body as I sat in a pile of muck and mud in a corner of a rather large, iron cage built to hold humans as if they were cattle. I had tucked my tiny arms around my thin, bruised and dirty legs and stared at my feet. Hoping beyond hope that someone, it did not matter who, recognized me as the most respected daughter of the Sismondi. However, as the hours and days clicked by, that hope began to dwindle about as much as my hope of being reunited with my mother. Tears had stopped coming eventually and all I could think about was how I was going to escape.

I stood finally staring up at the sun, as it beat down on me and my fellow humans trapped in the cage and caught a fly as it flew in front of me. “Please Vesta, help me find Mama again.” I said quietly killing the little bug and popping it into my mouth. It was the only thing I had to eat in days. I closed my eyes pretending it was pudding instead of a bug. Then, whipped my hands on my stained, once yellow silk tunic.

Quietly, I slipped around a man staring out into the crowd of on lookers and found the lock that held us inside the cage. I had learned long ago that I could pick locks with my mind. No one ever knew how I did it, or how I escaped. Escaping slave dens was dangerous. But I was Vestia Sismondi. Not some runaway or a slave for that matter. My mother was the daughter of a very important aristocrat and she was going to have the head of the man who threw me in here when she found out what had happened to me.

I quietly stood in front of the lock, memorizing each piece of it with my mind, then, quietly began to stare at it. Mentally, willing the lock to open. It wasn’t my fault that the slave catcher had snatched me away from my mother as she had her back turned. It wasn’t my fault he had decided to steal me from her. I had tried to scream, but he was much bigger than I was and no matter how hard I tried to kick and scream and bite him, he eventually had me down in a cart filled with other crying children.

“This one will fetch a good price.” He had snarled to his friend. Yes, I would fetch a fine price. But that wasn’t going to happen today. I thought, pushing up my torn sleeves and trying the lock again. Soon, I heard the lock click, and smiled ruefully. I quietly managed to lift the lock off without anyone seeing me, and then dashed out of the cage. Only to run into the big mean, man who kidnapped me.

“You little shit!” He screamed at me shaking me. “How did you get out of there? Who let you out?” He asked, slapping me so hard that I fell to the ground. I glared as I turned around. I tried scooting under him, but he was quick and grabbed me again. That was when I saw the knife in his belt. I glared at him, and soon the knife began to lift out of his pocket just enough so I could reach it.

The minute I could reach for the knife I took it. Then, went to try and plunge it into my captors arm.

“You little shit!” He screamed at me again letting me go. I made a dash for it. “Pontius, catch her!” He shouted as another man grabbed me before I could reach the opening of the slave market. Things were not going as I had planned. I thought tiredly.

“My mother is going to have your head when she finds out you kidnapped me and tried to sell me off as slave. I am Vestia! The daughter of Ursus Sismondi!” I cried trying to beat Pontius.

“Shut her up!” The other man shouted to Pontius as he grabbed his knife and began to come towards me with it. “I’m going to teach her whose boss now.” He said glaring at me with a wicked look in his eyes. I screamed and shrank into Pontius arms.

“Please…. Let me go!” I cried again squirming.

“Wait!” A voice said suddenly and a young woman with pale, skin that looked as hard as rocks and blood shot eyes came forward. She wore fine clothing with a black cape covering most of her body and a strange necklace. I stared at her and continued to squirm. I had no idea who the woman was, and she frightened me.

“This is none of your business woman.” Pontius hissed at her.

“It is my business. Everything in Rome is my business.” She hissed at him. “How much do you want for the child?” She said now standing very tall and glaring dangerously at my captor.

“She’s not for sale.” He snapped. Still holding the knife up at me.

“Will this do?” The woman said sighing heavily as she took out a rich, velvet bag of coins. The man stared at her nodded, and Pontius finally let me go, thrusting me into the woman, when she gave him the coins.

She was as hard as rock when I slammed into her. But she caught me up into her cold arms and stared down at me. “Do not be afraid of me Vestia Sismondi.” She said very gently and quietly. “I am taking you home.” I stared at her for a moment. A part of me wanted to run away from this woman and find my way home on my own. But yet, she held me so tightly that I dared not move. Besides, if I ran from her, I’d only end up back in the slave cages so I clung to her.

“To my mother?” I asked. She nodded. “Are you a friend of Mama’s?” I asked whipping my tears as she carried me out of the slave dens.

“Not exactly.” The woman spoke gently. “However, I have a feeling that I will be when I return you to her. Vestia?” She asked me. “Can you make that apple move?” She asked and I stared at her, my mouth dropping open.

“You know I can move objects?” I asked staring at this strange woman. She nodded.

“Oh yes, I saw what you did with the lock.” She said gently as if she were trying not to frighten me. I looked for a moment at her and then at the apple on a sellers stand and moved it just a little bit with my mind. The woman stared at me. Then, at the apple. She bought the apple and gave it to me. Patting my head.

“Let’s get you home to your mama.” She said gently. But I was already looking back at the slaves in the cage where I had been. It didn’t seem fair that they still had to stay in the cages while I was freed. So, I tugged on the woman’s sleeve.

“What is going to happen to them?” I asked her. I knew she had enough money to buy all of the slaves who had been in the cage with me. There was something about her manner and style that told me so.
“To the others in the cage?” She asked. I nodded. “You already know what will happen to them.”

“ Couldn’t you buy them too? Please? And let them go home to their Mama’s and Papa’s?” I asked. The woman stared at me for a moment. And sighed, she turned around and headed back into the slave market clutching me to her as if she was afraid my captors would steal me again.

Some Pointers~ (Bree Post)

2011-09-30T09:06:00.002-08:00

“Some pointers?” Charlotte had asked. “Well neither of you have passports uh?” She added. We all being stupid, shook our heads.

“That could create a problem getting passed today’s security. And you lot can’t be around humans very long without wanting to drink them. So let’s see here.” Peter said leaning against a tree.

“I suppose the best way for you to get to Italy would be by boat. I mean you could swim but who wants to do that across the whole ocean.”

“It’s not very comfortable under water.” I added.

“No, but it’s pretty damn cool that we can go under water for so long.” Diego added. I rolled my eyes.

Not helping. I mouthed at him. He rolled his eyes in return.

“Traveling by boat could be interesting.” Brent spoke up finally. He had been rather quiet. “I mean we’re fast enough that we can get by security. And if we need to kill one or two, we could quietly of course. We’re cold enough that we can easily be missed by the security laser rays and such.”

“Yeah and maybe once we start moving around we should look into getting passports and IDS.” I said. It was stupid that I ran away before I was 16. But maybe we could fake IDs.

“That would be a good idea. Just make sure humans don’t find out that we’re real. It would be a freak show for sure if they did.” Peter warned. “And the Volturi would have a fit.”

“The Volturi are not people you want to mess with.”

“Oh.” I said quietly. Diego and I quietly exchanging looks.

“Do you think it would be difficult for us in a boat with humans?” Freaky Fred asked.

“Just becareful and drink up before you go on the boat.” Charlotte answered.

“Right. Okay.” I said. “We should get some cash too.” I said looking at Diego who nodded.

“That’s easy to do.” Brent piped up.

“Hey how long do you think we’ll be new bornish?” Diego asked Charlotte.

“At least two years.” Charlotte answered. “After that your New Born systems should die down.”

“So we wont always be so thirsty?” I asked. “The thirst just kills me.”

“It will always be there, but not as bad as it is for you now.” Peter answered looking wirily at me.

“I still cant believe you lot managed to escape the Cullens.” Charlotte said shaking her head.

“Well we ran off before the battle.” Freaky Fred answered. And a good thing we did too. I thought. I knew there was something off about what Riley had told us. We all did. That’s why we left. Now we were just the stupid four following the yellow brick road to Volterra.

Questions~ (Alessandra Post)

2011-09-30T09:04:00.000-08:00

I had managed to eventually sooth Skye down. Her breathing was back to normal and the wild look in her eyes had vanished. She however, did continue to stare at Carlisle at I as if we were truly the monsters that we were supposed to be. It was frustrating to me to see the look in her eyes. I was used to it from humans. I mean I drank human blood for nearly two thousand years. But still, the look had always unsettled me. I had no real plans of turning this girl. I knew that it could happen. But I also knew I wasn’t going to let it happen if I could help it. Unless of course it was what she wanted in the end. Then I would have no choice.

That is what had happened with Bessie. She had sensed an opportunity to become immortal and took it. That and she had also become an excellent tracker later on. Much to Aro’s approval. He wouldn’t have kept the girl on if she didn’t have some sort of talent. This much I knew. And I was honestly surprised that he kept my brother. As Vestus had no real talent except that he was a smooth talker.

“You do seem more civilized than the other’s were. Are all older vampires civilized then?” Skye asked nervously twisting the comforter on her bed. I could tell she still did not completely trust us. I looked at Carlisle for a moment. It wouldn’t do to tell her that all older vampires were civilized. Because it wasn’t true. And now that she knew the truth about our existence, perhaps it was wise to tell her exactly how dangerous other vampires could be.

“No.” I said finally after a few moments of deciding how to tell her that Carlisle, Petrus, Alex and I were quite out of the norm. “But they’re not as dangerous as the New Borns are. Most vampires are rather wild though. From my understanding.”

“You mean you don’t know?” Skye asked her eyes wide again.

“No, its not that… It’s just that I havent meat many other vampires besides the Volturi and Carlisle and his friends and family.” I said simply.

“But you live in the vampire world---“

“What she means is that most vampires don’t live inside a coven. Most vampires also don’t move inside the human world. They’re loners or they move in twos. Most have a mate of some kind.” Carlisle explained.

“A mate? Like a boyfriend or girlfriend?”

“Yes. Like a boyfriend or girlfriend.” Carlisle smiled gently.

“So, how long does it take for a new born vampire to not be a new born vampire?” Skye asked.

“About two years or so.” I said quietly. I had moved to the side of the bed and had sat down next to Skye. Of course I didn’t need to sit down. “However most of the time when a new vampire is created, their creator tries to keep them under control. What you ran into was a newborn army.” I explained.

“What’s that?”

“A new born army is created to keep other vampires out of the army’s creator’s territory. They normally take in people who wouldn’t be missed.” Carlisle answered.

“Like runaways?” Skye asked and shuddered. I nodded. “But you don’t seem to have a newborn army.”

“New Born Army’s are not exactly a wise thing to create.”I answered. “They’re very hard to control, very unpredictable.”

“Oh.” Skye answered. “So you’re really not going to eat me?”

“Nah. We don’t like runaway girls.” Petrus called from the hallway. I sighed. Sometimes that boy was so irritating.

“No.” I smiled gently. “Trust me if I had wanted to eat you, as Petrus said, you would be dead by now. However, Carlisle and I don’t drink human blood.”

“Which is just disgusting what they do drink.”Petrus added. I sighed again.

“For once, I agree with him!” Alex called.

“Are they always like this?” Skye asked.

“Yes. Pretty much.” I answered.

“So what do you drink?” Skye asked now. “If it’s not human blood?”

Possibilities (Alice Post)

2011-09-30T09:03:00.000-08:00

I saw them coming. There was several of them. Visitors. But I couldn’t see who they were. It was all misty. I sighed as the vision faded, sitting in front of my lap top on my sofa in my bedroom.

“What did you see?” Jazz asked coming into the room. I smiled at him.

“We’re going to have visitors.” I answered.

“What kind?” Jasper asked. I shrugged.

“I don’t know, I couldn’t see them. I just know they’re coming.” I answered. “Jazz?”

“Yep.” He answered.

“Do you think, Sarah would be able to figure out who I am?”

“Not unless she saw you in person. Your story is a bit different than Esme’s. And I doubt there are as many records as Esme and Carlisle had. Plus, we were very careful to burn all the documents.” Jasper answered sitting down beside me. “Why, are you worried?”

“No, not really. I mean I havent seen anything that says she’ll find out who I am. I havent seen much at all when it comes to Sarah.”

“Um. Maybe all this talk about humans finding out who we are is getting to you. Think we should go out to Port Angels for a fun day on our own?” Jasper asked that own twinkle in his eye.

“I love that idea!” I said kissing him gently. “But let me send Sarah an email first.”

“Alright. I’ll go change into something more sporty and get the car ready.”

Dear Sarah,

Thank you so much for your email in regards to your great aunt. Isn’t history fascinating? I love how tiny facts can be hidden for generations and then one day, boom! They are found again! Be sure to keep me updated with the information you find. I am finding this story completely interesting. I wonder if there are any news clippings of Mary Alice’s mother’s death or perhaps pictures? I would love to see copies of them if there are.

Your ever faithful facebook friend,

Alice

There I thought. That didn’t sound too fishy of an email. I desperately did want to see any photos that Sarah may come up with. I was sure there must be photos some place. I half wondered if I should go back to Biloxi and do my own research. I mean wasn’t the town itself, a fairly decent size now? The chances that I should run into Sarah were slim. And besides, I could always say it was mere fate that I looked like her aunt. That is if she had seen a photo. It was something to think about anyway.

“Alright Jazz! I’m ready!” I yelled from the top of the stairs, shutting down my laptop and bouncing down the stairs. Shopping day! Yay!

The Stories Old Bruises Tell (Alessandra Post)

2011-09-30T09:01:00.000-08:00

“She said that her father told her to leave. She’s hinted that perhaps she lived in a rather abusive home. However…”

“You do not think those bruises are from her father?” Carlisle asked. I nodded.

“I get the feeling that she has been away from home for some time. What if she was in Seattle during the time that the New Born Army was?” I asked.

“And you think---“

“It is a possibility.” I answered.

“Perhaps we should ask Skye what happened.” Carlisle said and nodded towards the door were Skye stood. I looked at her.

“What are you discussing?” She asked. Her green eyes searching mine.

“Skye, how did you get those bruises?” Carlisle asked. Skye simply shrugged.

“I’m a run away. Don’t most Runaways have bruises?” She asked.

“Yes, but it is prudent to know how the bruises came to be in order to care for them properly.” Carlisle said. I looked at him and couldn’t help but smirk. Of course Skye looked nearly as if she believed him with the way he had said it. Anyone would. I half wondered if this was right. Skye looked at me for a moment and then back to Carlisle.

“It was a gang of thugs.” Skye answered. I crossed my arms and leaned against her doorway.

“Thugs?” I asked. She nodded.

“They jumped me.”

“And you got away?” Carlisle said looking from me to her. She nodded again. “Skye, please tell me the truth.” Carlisle said no looking her in the eyes, his hands on her shoulders.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you the truth.” Skye said now lowering her eyes and looking down at the bruises on her wrist.

“Try us.” Carlisle said looking at me. She shook her head. “Skye…” Carlisle tried again.

“It was…” She began. Then took a deep breath. “It was… No you wont believe me.” Skye said again her eyes still down on the bruises. I decided to intervened.”

“Darling, Carlilse and I have seen many things you wouldn’t believe. Just try us.” I said ever so gently. I lifted her chin up with my hand. “Please?” I asked. “We only want to help you.”

“But they’re not supposed to be real.” She started to say. I shook my head.

“It’s alright. There are plenty of things out there that are not supposed to be real, which are.” Carlisle shot me a look. I shrugged. “You can tell us.”

“One minute I was standing under a bridge, freezing. I didn’t have anywhere to go but under the bridge and I was so cold. I was hungry too. And this very handsome, god like man came up and said if I went with him, he’d feed me and take me some place warm. And I didn’t have anything to lose, so I went with him…. But he was… He was… He was the leader of some sort of--- Sort of—Vampire coven or something. I know it sounds weird. But its true! They was a group of us he had collected for her. He said. That we were going to be part of something big. Whatever that was. He had thrown me into another girl. She was actually a lot bigger than I was. Well I mean older. I was somehow able to get to the back of the group. And before he could…. I got away--- And got out of Seattle as fast as I could. You dont think I am crazy do you?” Skye said all this without taking a breath in between sentences. By the time she had finished, Carlisle and I were simply staring at one another.

“The Newborn Army?” I asked Carlisle.

“Riley.” He said nodding.

“You don’t think I’m nuts?” Skye asked us again.

“No Dear, we don’t.” I said wondering how I was going to explain to this girl that we were those very creatures she had tried to run away from.

“Wait a minute… Your hands are just as cold as his were… Oh… You’re--- But you aren’t anything like theywere.” Skye said shuddering. I took a step backwards and looked at Carlisle.

“I should hope we are not.” I said simply.

The Stray Comes Home~ Alessandra Post

2011-09-30T08:59:00.000-08:00

“So what do you and your boyfriend and brother do for a living? I mean you guys must be rich or something to be able to afford a defiant vacation from Italy.” Skye said sucking on a sugar stick and kicking the bags full of clothing she had insisted on stashing in the front seat with her. I supposed that the poor girl really was deprived. She seemed to cherish those bags of clothing I had bought her.

“Well…. Our parents are very rich so you see….. We mostly live off their money. Though ,we have our own of course.” It technically wasn’t a lie at all. I thought glancing at Skye as she bounced to what she insisted on putting on the radio was Teen Pop or something like that. Once you got to the core of her soul, Skye was just another teenager, not at all as hard as she tried to pretend to be. In fact most of the things she had picked out where rather light colored princess, preppy clothing. Nothing like what she had on. Then again, I would have picked out exactly the same type of clothing had I been raised in this era. My clothing in Rome had besides my Vestal robes were very, very expensive.

“That seems vague. So what do your parents do?” Skye asked. She had not shut up since we had left Portland. I smiled at her.

“My parents are Merch….. They own a store.”I said catching myself. I couldn’t tell her they were merchants without getting a strange look. Though I was certain she would understand.

“Wow, must be a popular store.” I smirked.

“You have no idea.” I said. Which was true… Their business had been rather popular in Rome… Two thousand years ago.

“Does your brother look like you?” Skye continued with her endless questions.

“We’re twins.” I smiled.

“Wow, do you guys look alike?”

“We do.” I said, except that he had red eyes and was going to laugh at me when he saw what I brought home.

“So this is the town of Forks uh? And where I will be living?” Skye asked as we pulled into town and stared out the window. I nodded.

“It’s pretty small.” I said apologizing. However, I couldn’t think of a better place for her to finish school. In a small town like Forks. Where no one would know her. And I knew this was why Carlisle and his family had also chosen Forks.

“So is our house big?” Skye asked, I couldn’t help but laugh. When I had first meant her I was certain I was going to have a very quiet drive home. I was surprised at how fast this girl trusted me. But then, even Bessie trusted me very fast for someone in her situation. Bessie. I thought with a sigh and shook my head. She was so cute when she was a child.

“It’s big enough. You’ll see.”I answered pulling down the road I lived in.

“And I’ll have my own room? I slept on the sofa at home.” I stared at Skye. “Dad’s second wife needed the extra bedroom for her in home business or whatever it was she said it was. We didn’t like each other.” Skye added with a dark glare.
“Yes you will have your own room. The Farm has four bedrooms and one master bedroom. Petrus and I have the master bedroom.” I added.

“Four bedrooms? Wow! And it’s a farmhouse? Oh, is that it?” Skye asked as we came up to it. Petrus was leaning causally up against the porch railing with my brother waiting for us. I had called them from Portland to warn them what I was doing.

“Yes, that’s it! Home sweet home!” I smiled and parked the car. Skye instantly jumped out of the car and began to pull out the packages of clothing when Petrus laid a hand on her shoulder.

“I can carry those.” He said in his Italian accent with his eyes dancing. He smirked at me.

“Woe… You sure know how to choose ‘em.” Skye said staring after Petrus who kissed me as he gathered a few of Skye’s packages. Trying to act human.

“Another one Alessandra?” Alex asked in Italian, shaking his head.

“Another one? Is this common?” Petrus asked in Italian. Alex smirked and nodded his head.
“She brought home ten slave boys once because they were beaten in public when she was twelve. She tried to take them to the Temple but the Priestess wouldn’t let her keep them. So she gave them to our parents.” Petrus stared at me.

“What? Someone had to do something.” I said replied to them. “Petrus and Alex will take you up to your room and show you were the bathroom is so you can clean up. There is someone I need to call.” I said smiling gently at Skye.

“Okay. But you are going to come up and help me right?” She asked. I stared at her.

“Sure.”I said with a shrug. I waited until she was inside the house with Petrus and Alex before I leaned up against the car and dialed Carlisle’s number.

“Hello Alessandra, what can I do for you?” Carlisle asked. I frowned for a moment wondering how to explain that I had sorda taken in a stray again. The last time I had just taken Bessie to Carlisle’s wonderful home in London. However, this time I didn’t think it was a good idea that I just take Skye to Carlisle’s house let alone the hospital.

“Do you remember Bessie?” I asked.

“Yes of course.” Carlisle answered.

“Well… I found another kid.”I said finally. “She was in Bessie’s situation sorda. Her father told her to get out of the house… And I’ve done a bit of a search for her name on my phone and haven’t come up with anything. I couldn’t just leave her there on the beach.”

“Alessandra, you took her home? A human girl?” Carlisle asked sounding rather surprised.

“Well, yes.”I answered.

“With Petrus and Alex there?”

“I told her if she came to live with us, she had to at least finish school. Carlisle, she had dropped out of high school.”

“A highschooler?” Carlisle asked sounding even more surprised. Alessandra…” He began. I was rather surprised that he didn’t understand my need to help people. He had a need to help people didn’t he?

“ Anyway, I was wondering if you could come and do a check up on her? I didn’t think it was a good idea to take her to the hospital or to your house… “

“Of course, I’ll be there shortly.” He answered.

“Thanks Carlisle.” I said hanging up and sighing.

“You know you shouldn’t have.”Alex said coming outside and starting at me with those bright red eyes.

“What was I supposed to do? Leave her on the beach?” I asked.

“She’s 17. She is old enough to take care of herself.”

“Vestus, she needed help and we can help.”I said.

“I knew you were going to say that.” My brother said rolling his eyes.

“I know what you are thinking.” I said suddenly staring at him. “That Aro won’t like it. But he doesn’t care. Besides he is used to it by now. And half of the time the children I bring home end up having some kind of gift in the end. So everyone is happy.” I said.

“It’s just that it is going to take some getting used to, living with a human again I mean. But at least she is very beautiful.” Alex said. I smirked.

“She thinks the same thing about you and Petrus apparently. Did you see the way her eyes followed the two of you?” I answered walking into the house.

Breaking Dawn Trailer 2

2011-09-17T13:06:00.001-08:00

And this is the last post for the day! I promise! lol. Breaking Dawn Trailer two. Enjoy!

Chocolate Coconut Granola~ Angel Adoree

2011-09-17T13:03:00.000-08:00

Chocolate Coconut Granola

(From: The Vintage Tea Party Book: A complete guide to hosting your perfect tea part

By Angel Adoree)

8 ½ oz of rolled oats

6 oz of flaked almonds ( sliced worked fine)

2 ½ oz of shredded unsweetened cocnut

2 ½ oz of dark brown sugar

1 ½ oz of unsweetened cocoa powder

3 oz of honey

2 oz of vegetable oil

1 tsp of ground cinnamon

¾ tsp of salt

1. Preheat oven to 120 C/ fan 100 c/ gas mark ½

2. In a large bowl mix the oats, almonds, coconut and brown sugar. In a separate bowl, mix the cocoa powder, hone, oil cinnamond and salt.

3. Combine the two mixtures and pour onto two baking sheets. Bake the granola for 1 ¼ hours, stirring every 15 minuets to acieve an even colour.

4. Transfer into a large bowl to serve

(For more information on Angel Adoree. Visit her website: http://angeladoree.co.uk/)

Sourdough Beignets and a pink box

2011-09-17T12:08:00.000-08:00

Location: Bedroom
Mood: Chipper
Music: You Can't Stop the Beat~ Hairspray
Book: Abandon~ Meg Cabot

Okay so as promised, and update on my blog! Wee! Yes I know! It has certainly been a long time since I last updated my blog. But in truth, I have been very busy. I actually got over time last week at work! Which I really do not mind getting. My only complaint is that I dont seem to have much time to do any of things I have planned. Though I think that is normal. You would think that not going into work until five pm each night would give me lots of time. But it doesnt. lol. There is never enough time in the day for me.

But anyway on with the fun parts!

A few weeks ago, I finally had time to make some Sourdough Beignets! The recipe is actually much easier than it sounds. And making a Sourdough starter kit is pretty simple. You can also freeze your Beignets and have them for later. Just dont put powdered sugar on them if you freeze them. Here is the recipe.

Sourdough Beignets

(Take from Simply Sourdough: The Alaskan Way by Kathy Doogan)

1 tsp Yeast

½ C warm water

¼ C sugar

1 C sourdough starter

½ tsp vegetable oil

½ C evaporated Milk

2 ½ to 3 ½ C Flour

Oil for frying ( Cotton seed oil or Canola

Powdered Sugar for dusting

In a mixing bowl, sprinkle yeast over warm water then stir in 2 Teaspoons of the sugar until dissolved. Set aside for about 10 minuets or until small bubbles begin to form.

Add the remaining sugar, starter, salt, egg, oil and evaporated Milk. Mix well.

Stir in 1 ½ cups of the flour and beat until smooth. Add the remaining flour a little at a time untill dough pulls away from the sides of the bowl and becomes too stiff to stir with a spoon.

Turn the dough out onto a floured board. Form into a ball and transfer to a clean, lightly greased bowl turning to coat all the sides of the ball.

Cover with a plastic wrap and let rise in a warm place for 1 ½ to 2 hours. (Or regrigerate overnight. The next day proceed as follows)

Roll dough to a thickness between 1/8” and ¼”, then cut into rectangles about 2” by 3”. Heat the oil in a large, deep pot to a depth of 3” to 4” to 360 degrees.

Fry the beignets, 3 to 4 at a time, until they are puff and become golden on both sides. About 2 to 3 minuets, turning once or twice.

Drain on racks set over paper towels.

Sprinkle heavily with powdered sugar and serve immendiately. Makes 3 dozen.

And the last time i was at Younique Boutique which is a really neat, popular store here in Wasilla that sells slightly used fashionable clothing, I saw the cutest little pink box. So I thought I would try my hand at making one. It turned out brilliant!

So there, I finally had the chance to update my blog! Be Prepared for more posting coming soon, I promise!

Maisie's Journal Entry ( September 16, 188) (Maisie~ Drachenburg)

2011-09-17T11:44:00.002-08:00

Maisie apologizes for the miss spelled words. I supposed that I cant be expected to correct everything for her. ~ Arian

(If you click on the image you can see the original one )

LCs Blogs Giveaway!

2011-09-17T11:30:00.000-08:00

I know its been a long time since I posted in my blog. And I do have lots of goodies planned for posting. Its just the matter of finding time to post them all. However, being a big Anna Godbersen fan, I thought i would let everyone know that there are lots of giveaways for her newest book. Check out LCs Adventures in Library Land to find out more about the give aways. :)

http://lcsadventuresinlibraryland.blogspot.com/2011/09/bright-young-luxe-giveaway.html

Bringing Home a Stray

2011-09-17T08:43:00.002-08:00

It hadn’t started raining yet, though gray clouds continued to stare angrily down at me. As if they dared me to run farther. I finally stopped, when I hit a spot between La Push and Strawberry Bay. I had gone for a drive sometime in the night. Images of home, and memories flooding my mind to the point where I had to do something. I couldn’t just sit around in Forks. Besides, my brother and Petrus had gone out for dinner so to speak. Of course, I hadn’t been invited. Nor did I care to join them. They knew that. Disgusting. I thought sadly shaking my head. And I had once drank human blood. Now the thought made me sick. Or it would if I could be sick.

Parking the car, I slipped off my shoes, and sank down on a large boulder rock, sticking out of the beach and dipped my feet into the cool ocean. That was when I sensed her. She was small for a teenage girl, but not as tiny as Alice was. She was about five one I would say. I closed my eyes, breathing in her sent. Then, I turned around to stare into the brightest green eyes I had ever seen.

“That’s my rock.” The girl said accusingly as she shrugged off a rather dirty, old, red book bag that looked as if it had seen better days.

“Really?” I answered. Wondering how a rock could belong to anyone other than the ground. “ I didn’t see a name on the rock. It was just sticking out of the sand out by itself. Saying, someone needs to sit on me.” The girl stared at me. Apparently, she didn’t think I was being funny, even though, I thought I was.

“You’re weird.” She said pushing back, her dirty, tangy black hair out of her face. I wondered when she last had a shower.

“And you should be getting ready for school. Not standing on a beach with me.”: I said moving aside so she could sit on the rock if she wanted.

“What do you know?” She asked climbing up to sit next to me. Yep. She smelled pretty bad too. As I got a closer look, her clothes were just as raggedy as her book bag. She must be a runaway. I thought. “What?” She glared at me. I shrugged.

“I just know that most kids your age are in school.” I said pressing the matter.

“You don’t look that much older than me.” The girl shot back. I sighed. Once again forgetting that I didn’t look a day over 18. Even though I was well over two thousand.

“I’m eighteen.” I answered. “And I am on holiday from Italy.” It was sorda true. The girl however, didn’t look as if she bought it.

“Uh-uh. Well anyway, I don’t go to school anymore. I dropped out in tenth grade.” I stared at her.

“Whatever for?” I asked. I knew there were many reasons why children stopped going to school. Though I always thought they were dumb. Wasn’t education the most vital thing that our children could get? Education was everything. If you didn’t have it, you were pretty much nothing. The girl simply shrugged and pulled out a worn out old notebook.

“My father got drunk one night and kicked me out of the house. Told me if I ever came back home, he’d put a bullet in my head. I think he would too. So I’ve been on the run ever since.”

“You don’t have any other family?” I asked. The girl shook her head. I closed my eyes. Why did I attract these runaways like glue? I wondered. Maybe it was part of my gift or something. Even as a human I attracted misfits. Most of those misfits I made sure were taken care of one or another. Since then, I’ve still attracted misfits. This girl though, seemed different.

“I don’t think I do. My mom died when I was little in a car accident. After that, Dad kinda went nuts.”

“I see.” I said.

“Do you know what it’s like to lose the only person who cares about you?” She asked her green eyes welling up with tears. I nodded. Wasn’t that what had lead me to go running in the first place?”

“My family was taken from me in a fire.”I answered. “So I understand.”

“Really? That must have been awful.”

“It was.” I answered trying hard not to recall that day.

“When did it happen?” I sighed. I should have guessed that she was going to ask this.

“A long time ago.” I answered.

“But you don’t look much older than I am.”

“Looks can be deceiving.” I answered standing up and looking out at the ocean. I heard her stomach growl. “When was the last time you had something to eat?” I asked. The girl shrugged. I checked my jacket pocket to make sure I had my wallet.

“I don’t remember, I think I had a sandwich yesterday.” One she stole most likely. I thought.

“I mean a decent meal?” I asked. The girl shrugged.

“Probably when my mom was still alive.” I stared at her.

“And you have no place to sleep tonight?” I asked. The girl shook her head. Petrus and Alex were going to kill me. I thought. Aro at least would understand. He’d probably be delighted. Bessie, after all had ended up with a gift, and had ended up being turned. So, why couldn’t this girl have some strange ablity? Technically I was doing the Volturi a favor. Not that I wanted this life for anyone.

“The rock?” She answered.

“Right.” I said. “It’s not a very nice bed is it?” I asked.

“I’ve had worst. What are you getting at? I mean people don’t go asking me these questions unless they want me to do something for them.” The girl snapped finally. I sighed. I didn’t want anything from her. Except to make sure she was well fed, taken care of and maybe finished school. I could give her that. But how to go about it? I wondered if I could endure living in Forks for two years? I frowned. I wondered what Carlisle would think about it. After all Forks was technically his terriority. Not mine. Though the Volturi did kinda rule the world. So I could take it if I needed too. But I didn’t think that would be necessarily. I could send her off to some boarding school. Like I had Bessie. But this girl seemed like she needed something more than, fancy clothes and school.

“I’m staying in Forks right now with my boyfriend and my twin brother. We have a spare bedroom.” I hinted. “And you would have a roof over your head. A place to go too if you wanted. I could send you to school. Plus, you’d have food.”

“What’s the catch?” The girl asked. “You don’t look like you are older than me.” She added again.

“I’m eighteen.” I answered again. Feeling the need to repeat myself. “Here on extended holiday from Italy. For the moment.”

“So, what’s the catch?” She asked me again. I sighed.

“There is no catch. However, if you do come live with me. You need to finish school.” The girl stared at me for a moment.

“You’re going to take me in? Just like that? You don’t even know me. What if I kill you in the night?” I laughed. The mere thought of this girl trying to kill me was funny. Little did she know that it was more likely that I would kill her.

“I have a feeling you’re not going to do that. So what do you say? Do you want to come bunk out with me and my brother and boyfriend? Or stay here on the rock?”

“I can leave whenever I want?” I shrugged. I didn’t care if she stayed or didn’t stay. I just knew I had to do my part in this. “Okay. I’ll come… I’d love breakfast some place. My name is Sky by the way.”

“I’m Alessandra.”

“Alessandra…”

“de Sismondi.” I answered, wondering how I was going to explain this to Carlisle, Petrus and Alex.

We have questions! (Bree Tanner)

2011-09-17T08:42:00.000-08:00

I still didn’t think that meeting new vampires was such a good idea. But Diego was certain that it was and when he got an idea in his head there was no stopping him. So I simply went along with whatever he decided. So too, did the others. Even if it was meeting strange vampires. Though Diego did have a good point. How else were we expected to find the information about our kind than by meeting other vampires?

So timidly, I stepped out behind Diego. “We really don’t mean any harm.” I said hoping that maybe if they saw how tiny I was, they would believe us. Of course size had nothing to do with the ability to harm someone if you were a vampire.

The tiny female behind the man whispered something to him and the man finally relaxed his stance. He whispered something back to her and she nodded.

“You must be newborns.” The girl said pushing back a lock of hair.

“Is it that obvious?” Diego asked still smiling. The girl simply nodded.

“Most vampires do not barge in on other vampires’ terrorities.” The male responded.

“Rule number 1. Do not barge into other’s terrorities.” Diego said making a mental note of what the male said.

“Well, what do you want?” The girl asked leaning against the male vampire.

“To ask you questions. We don’t know anything at all about our… about…” I rolled my eyes. Diego was ever so polite and it wouldn’t get us anywhere. I thought.

“What Diego means to say is that our creator didn’t really tell us anything at all about vampires. We’ve been trying to run into some others of our kind to find things out.” I said.

“So your creator, created four new borns and didn’t tell you anything?” The male asked his eyes narrowing. We all nodded.

“I don’t think we should get involved in this…” The male said turning to the female.

“It couldn’t hurt. Besides. What if they do create trouble, and the Volturi found out that we meant them and didn’t bother to tell them anything?” The female said wisely.

“Alright.” The Male said crossing his arms. “Ask away.”

“Shouldn’t we introduce ourselves first?” Diego asked. The male shrugged.

“I’m Peter. This is Charlotte.” He said pointing to himself and then to Charlotte.

“This is Bree.” Diego said pointing to me. “Brent, Freaky Fred and I’m Diego. And we really are pleased to meet you.” Diego said still smiling.

Disturbing Emails

2011-09-17T08:39:00.000-08:00

“Alice, I know you were saying that it was nothing, when you saw the vision. But, I really don’t like this. It could end up very badly for all of us. What if people start looking into Rose’s murder or my disappearance? There are records and with the internet….”

“Sh.. Jazz I don’t think it’s as bad as you are thinking it will be. We’ve always been careful.” I insisted opening up my laptop sitting on the bed next to Jazz who had his own laptop open. He was researching his own name quietly making sure he cleared all his own documents.

“We have to be more careful. This is why we shouldn’t be intermingling with humans.” Jasper was saying when I got a ding, ding noise saying I had an email. I had in past few weeks forgotten to check my email, with everything going on. Most of it was junk, but there was one, from Sarah that caught my eye. Uh-uh. I thought opening it, having a bad feeling as I did.

Dear Alice,

I know I promised a letter sooner, but as it turns out, researching family history took much longer than I expected. I think a good deal of this is due to the fact that Mary Alice Brandon’s story takes place in the twenties, and my poor grandmother has passed away before I could ask her details. She did keep journals though. However there is very little mentioning Mary Alice which seems strange to me. But perhaps she tried to forget about her sister after she was admitted.

I did however, find a little bit of information from some old news papers and have inquired into them. It turns out that there was an accident in the family.

From what I have been able to find, there was a terrible car accident. Mary Alice’s mother was killed in the car accident and sometime after that, Mary Alice went crazy with grief to the point that her father had her admitted into the Asylum. There is some fishy records though. Like, the records don’t quite add up. Something is missing and I am not sure what. So I will look farther into it.

Once again, I am terribly excited that we’re friends now. Isn’t family history interesting? I never would known about the car accident, if I didn’t start researching.

Your friend

Sarah

I found myself re reading the part of the letter where Sarah had said that my mother had died in a car accident. No matter how hard I tried to remember anything about this event, I could not, though I had a weird sense of Déjà vu. As if, I knew this happened, but I just couldn’t recall how it happened. I sank back onto the pillows of the bed and Jazz instantly touched my hand.

“What is it?” He asked. I shook my head and turned my laptop towards him. He also stared at the screen as he read my email. “Alice….” He began.

“I know. You don’t like this. Jazz…. I think I better talk to Carlisle.” I said in a soft whisper. Finding out that my mother had died in a car accident was big. But as Sarah had stated, it didn’t add up as to why my father would have admitted me into that asylum.

I gently kissed my husband and taking my laptop quietly slid down the steps and into the living room.

Carlisle was still on the sofa with Esme and Emmett and Rose where still watching tv. I hated to pull Carlisle away from Esme. But this was just as important.

“Carlilse? Can I talk to you…. In your office maybe?” I asked. It wasn’t that I didn’t want my family to know that I was talking to my Great Niece but, that I didn’t want them to get upset. Especially with the issue of this Evenson and Esme. Carlisle however, knew that I had been talking to Sarah. So it was only right that I tell him what she had found out.

“Now?” Carlisle asked, I nodded. Esme gently nodded her head taking the book out of Carlisle’s hand.

“Go on.” She said. “I”ll be fine.”

(Alice’s history can be found in The official Illustrate Guide by Stephenie Meyer)

Siblings and TV Shows (Alessandra)

2011-09-01T19:37:00.000-08:00

“So this is how you hunt uh?” Alex said standing on the branch of a tree in the forest just has I had finished drinking from a wild bear I had caught and wrestled to the ground. I leaped up, whipping off my mouth and glared at my brother.

“You shouldn’t sneak up on people.” I said, a bit befuddled that he had managed to take me unawares. How did he do that anyway? I wondered.

“I sneaked up on you? If you were paying attention you would have sensed me miles away.”

“Well, I wasn’t.” I said.

“That’s so revolting.” Alex said now standing beside the bear I had caught. I blinked and looked at him.

“No more revolting than human blood is to me.” I said with an umph. “Why did you follow me?” I asked now crossing my arms and leaning up against a tree.

“Mostly because I couldn’t stand being away from my sister.” My twin brother said now standing extremely close to me. I felt his cold skin up against mine and leaned into him, as he wiggled even closer to me if it was possible. His hands gently crawling up my skin.

“Vestus…” I said very quietly calling him by the name I had always known him by. My own hands in his long blond hair. He smiled gently at me.

“I don’t know how that Carlisle got you drinking animal blood.” He said softly pushing me up against the tree.

“Um… You wouldn’t understand apparently.” I said quietly.

“ No you are right, I wouldn’t understand. Things have changed between us haven’t they?”

“Yes. Aro has a tendency to do that to people. Change them.” I replied.

“Is that what this animal business is about? Aro?” Alex asked suddenly, as if he finally understood what I was thinking. I nodded.

“In part.” I said. “It’s also my own choosing.”

*********

Some several hours later I laid my jacket down on the sofa and plopped down next to Petrus, Alex sank down next to me. Petrus had the tv on rather loud inside the old farm house and I could hear it clear down the driveway.

“So what is on tv that is so interesting the whole neighborhood has to hear?” I asked.

Then, I heard it. Something about Esme’s name… But it was an Esme Platt and a Charles Evenson. I blinked. Though the date was the same as when Esme started to show up in some of Carlisle’s letters to Volterra.

“Uh.” I said sitting back in the sofa.

“Yep, that’s what I said.” Petrus agreed.

“Am I missing something?” Alex asked.

“Carlisle’s wife’s name is Esme.” Petrus answered.

“So? There are plenty of Esme’s in the world.” Alex responded.

“Yes but Esme started appearing in Carlisle’s letters around the 1920s. And I know for a fact that he was in that area that this Esme Platt Evenson was in this Evenson’s guy’s book.” I answered.

“Wouldn’t it be something if they were the same people? Carlisle’s Esme and Esme Platt Evenson?”

“Don’t be stupid. Carlisle wouldn’t run off with another man’s wife.” I said. At least, I didn’t think he would. I wondered if I should call him and ask him about the tv show. But then, thought better of it. Least of all Esme did answer the phone. She still didn’t like me much. And I didn’t want to give her anymore reason to hate me.

The Secret Book (Alice)

2011-08-30T12:29:00.000-08:00

“Oh, that book!” I said suddenly, remembering the book I had preordered from Amazon months ago. I had seen that a Scott Evenson would write a book and mention Esme’s name in it. But he would only mention Esme Platt Evenson. Not Esme Cullen. So I had not thought to mention it to anyone. Nor did I think it would be a big enough deal to really keep an eye on Mr. Evenson. However, given the fact that he showed up on TV, it may be good idea if I started keeping an eye on him.

“That book?” Jasper asked me. I nodded.

“The book! I preordered it months ago, when I had a vision of that man, writing it. I didn’t think it was important but wanted to get the book just in case. I havent even opened the box.” I said jumping up.

“You knew about this?” Esme asked me.

“At the time, I only saw that he would write a book. I wasn’t sure if he would get the book published or not. When it showed up on Amazon, I thought I better preorder it. But I didn’t think it would go this far.”I said honestly. “When I see things in the future they arent always concrete. Besides, even if Scott Evenson does begging to research farther into your story, it’ll be a long time before he finds us, if it gets that far. Which I don’t think it would. Plus, I believe that the Volturi would probably intervene… Which means…”Woe, was I getting ahead of myself now or what? What would the Volturi do in a situation like this? I wondered. Deciding, to leave that thought blank, I bounced up the stairs to the room I shared with Jasper.

“Alice?” Jasper said moving the closet door. I was next too, rummaging through my endless supply of unopened Amazon boxes.

“I don’t think this is going to be that big of a deal.” I said finally finding the box I wanted and of course it was at the bottom. Jazz laughed, when he saw the box was at the bottom of the big pile, and easily lifted the pile up. So I could grab the box. I snatched the scissors I had near me, and ripped open the box. Yep, there was the book.

“The thing though is, that we never really covered up our tracks in the past. Before the age of computers. This could turn into something bigger than it is right now.” Jasper said.

“I am well of aware of that.”I said quietly. Honestly, I was already a step ahead of them. “Sarah found me on Facebook didn’t she?” I asked.

“That is true. Have you heard anything from her lately?” He asked. I shook my head. But then, I hadnt exactly checked my email or facebook in weeks. I was too busy dealing with the newborn army and Bella’s disappearance.

“No. But I havent opened my laptop in weeks.” I said quietly. “Hey Jazz?”

“Yep?”

“Wouldn’t it be something if someone found something on the Volturi members? I mean they’re all older than dirt.” Jasper laughed and rubbed my nose.

“Only you would make light of this.” He said quietly.

*****888

“If she didn’t think it was important at the time, or if it could even take place, than she wouldn’t have told us about it.”Rose was saying.

“No that is true.” Carlisle said his hands folded in front of his knees. He was watching Esme carefully.

“Dude, I don’t see how they’d be able to trace anything back to us. I mean, we’ve been careful.” Em said.

“Yes but I am now wondering if we were careful enough in the past, before the internet.” Carlisle answered.

“I found it!”I said giving Carlisle the book. “I honestly don’t see anything coming of this yet. But I’ll keep an eye on it.”I said quiet.

Dragon Well Tea, Crafts and Crafts

2011-08-23T10:43:00.000-08:00

Location: Bedroom
Music: Watch me Shine~ Joanna Pattici
Book: Heartless~ Gail Carriger
Mood: Happy

Okay so I have been meaning to make a post for several days now, I just kept forgetting. And in truth, when life is a bit boring, yes life can be boring in Alaska, its hard to post things lol. But anyway, here goes a stream of new photos and crafts and stuff.

The first is a few weeks ago, my sister got back from China and sent me a box of things. Well I still havent gotten the box of things yet. But she did also buy me some really expensive tea called Dragon Well Tea. It's a green tea and very healthy for you. At first I wasnt sure if I was going to like it or not. But after I made it, and drank the whole cup, I decided that I did like it. It also made me feel really good afterwards. I think the tea cleans out your system. And if you can find it, I highly recommend it.

And then I decided to research and figure out what these ATCs were that I kept seeing over the internet. Turns out they are Artistic Trading Cards which are alot of fun to make. So I made my first or second one. I sent the first one out to the Mary Jane Farms Forum I belong too. :)

I finally finished my scarf. I was going to try and add some Macabre trimming to it. However, the scarf wasnt wide enough for the pattern. So I left it the way it is.

And finally, a few months ago, I had made a magazine box holder which I didnt really like. So I tore off the paper and re did it. I think the second time, it turned out much better.

So there you have it! Those are the crafts I've made recently. I hope to have more things to show off soon. And I am making some progress on my list I made. :) Which makes me happy. LOL I just have to not add to it.

Small Town American (Alessandra)

2011-08-23T10:28:00.000-08:00

“So, this is Forks, Washington uh?” Alex asked, wrapping his jacket around his body trying to act human. I smiled and nodded.

“Not much to it uh?” I said motioning to the two rows of buildings that made up the main street of Forks. He laughed.

“Smallest town I’ve ever seen, I think.” He said casually. “Dr. Cullen and his family live here and try to blend in? What do they do?”

“Well, Carlisle as you can see, keeps himself pretty busy. And the others preoccupy themselves. Alice loves to go shopping. And Emmett and Jasper like creating trouble in the family. Edward has Bella and well you know. They just blend in. I guess they were going to high school….”

“High school? Really? Isnt that beneath Vampires?”

“Sure but if you are trying to act like a human and look the age---“

“Wait didn’t you go to the same High School?”

“On a mission.” I said. “Only because Aro wanted me too. I never would have gone otherwise.”

“I’m trying to picture you in highschool with a bunch of American Teens and its really a funny picture.”

“Oh shut up.” I laughed. “ I blended in just fine, even made a few friends. Umph.”

“Wow, you made friends with teens?”

“Sure why not?” My brother shook his head, apparently the idea of making friends with humans was beyond his comprending. I sighed. Humans weren’t so bad, once you got to know them.

“I do not for the life me see the appeal to small town America. Europe has so much more to it. So much more culture. Everything is the same here.” Alex commented once we hit the end of one side of the street.

“Small towns are supposed to be safer than bigger cities.” I said. I wonder if small town America would still feel that their towns were safe if they knew that some of them held Vampire families in them. “They’re also quiet. Nothing really happens.” Unless of course the vampires make them happen.

“Um. Hey, lets check out this store.” Alex said pushing open the door to a café. I stared at him. My brother wanted to go into a café? Why? I wondered. It wasn’t like we could drink the coffee or eat the donuts.

“Is there a reason why you wanted to check out the café?” I asked. He shrugged and wandered up the counter.

“Can I get a small coffee?” He asked the woman behind the counter who simply stared at him.

“You must be new in town.” She said taking his money. He smiled sweetly and nodded at her.

“My sister and I are visiting the Cullens. We’re staying at a house out on Russel Road.” Wow he was observant. I hadnt told him what road that the old farm house was on.

“In the old Hall House?” The woman asked. It was after all the only empty house on the road.

“That’s the one.”

“How long are you in town for?”

“Oh just a few days. Do you know anything about the Quileute Tribe? I mean do the kids come into town a lot?” I stared at my brother. What game was he playing? I wondered. But Alex never missed a beat nor did he look my way.

“No, the Quileute’s mostly keep themselves on the reservation.” The woman said handing my brother his coffee.

“Thankyou.” Alex said taking the coffee, and then coming up to me.

“What was that about?” I asked glaring at him. He wasn’t going to try and get any of the Quileute’s to come back home with us. I wouldn’t let him.

“Oh nothing, I was just wondering.”

“Well, make sure you stay away from the Reservation. That’s their terriority.” I said as we left the building. Still wondering what my brother was up too.

Giving the nurses something to gossip about (Alessandra)

2011-08-15T12:49:00.000-08:00

“Alaskan Harlots?” I heard a nurse whisper to another nurse in the corner of a hallway as Alex and I stepped out of Carlisle’s office.

“ But I thought she was his half sister.” The other whispered. Alex raised an eyebrow and gave me a questioning look. But I held my hand up to stop him from speaking. Of course the nurses couldn’t know that we could hear them.

“ Would that stop you, if you had a brother who looked like Dr. Cullen, and did you see that man with her? He’s as hot as Carlisle.” Alex let out a shuffled cough that sounded like he was trying not to laugh.

“So these nurses have nothing better to do all day then gossip about what Dr. Cullen does behind closed doors?” Alex asked. I shrugged.

“Small town America?” I asked. He laughed.

“I wouldn’t know. This is the first small town I’ve ever been in not to mention the first time I’ve ever been in America. I prefer Europe it is so much more civilized.” I laughed, as I had once felt the same way. And I never really did like Forks for all its primitive small towns. It was a quiet place to live though. Of that much I did appreciate.

“I do understand. Europe has so much more to it.” I said.

“Well. Shall we for old times’ sake, give this twittering nurses something else to talk about it?” Alex asked suddenly pulling me very closely into his arms. He brushed my hair aside. I had forgotten how utterly romantic my brother could be.

“Alex!” I muttered, and squirmed.

“Oh come now Vestia. You remember as well as I do, the fun we had at those parties.” He called me Vestia. “The pharos used to bed their siblings.” He whispered in my ear. I sighed, and watched as those twittering, gossiping nurses moved in closer.

“Alright.” I whispered and relaxed as he ran his fingers across my skin and then very gently lifted my chin up and kissed me. And shame on me for wanting him to go a little bit farther even if we were twins. I heard a gasp and felt something drop to the floor. Alex laughed softly for only me to hear then let me go.

“All good fun.” He said letting me go and clearing his throat. Then taking my hand began to lead me down the hallway as if he was going to bed down with me. I couldn’t help but laugh.

” But I thought they were siblings. They do look an awful lot alike.” We heard one of the nurses say.

Apparently, being related doesn’t stop her.” The other said. Umph I thought. How very rude of them to even think that I would with my own brother. Then, I had to stop myself. Of course Alex was right. We had more than our share of fun, back in Rome. But I can blame that on too much wine and opium can’t I? At any rate, we did give those twittering ducks something else to talk about.

And for good measure, just before we exited the hallway, I pulled Alex into me and gently kissed him.

Civil War Pin Cushion and other things

2011-08-15T12:46:00.000-08:00

Location: Desk
Music: None
Movie: Ken Burns the War episode two
Book: Heartless~ Gail Carriger
Mood: Happy

Saturday, being my day off, I spent half of the days shopping and the other half of the day making two crafts and watching movies. I think I watched Ice Princess and Cadet Kelly lol. Yeah chic flicks. But they're both so cute.
I cant believe that those movies were made between the past ten years. So much has happened since then.

Right now I am watching Ken Burns The War episode 2. I'm really surprised I've been able to get through the first part of the documentary. I dont like watching things about the World War 2 for some reason. I love the time period itself. But the actual war was so brutal and I dont like blood and alot of violence but that is what war is and I think it's important to learn about it.

Anyway, I finally made pink braclete, I have been wanting to make. I had to find the beads though lol. I have so many boxes of beads its not funny and beads like my books just keep building up. I see a set of beads I like, I buy it. Same with books. Anyway, I took a picture of the pink bracelet. The picture is kinda blurry but you get the idea.

I also made a Civil war Pillow Pin cushion i found instructions for from Kathleen Tracy's Civil War Sewing Circle Book. http://www.amazon.com/Civil-War-Sewing-Circle-Accessories/dp/1604680059

And sometime last week, or the week before that I saw my first or second full moon in an Alaskan clear sky at night. It was so beautiful. I took a picture of it. The picture is right outside of the place where I work at.

And thats what I have been doing so far. Oh and I also finally finished the Beka Cooper second book. yay! Now I am reading Heartless by Gail Carriger. I hope to finish this one alot sooner then I did Beka.

Back in Forks (Alessandra)

2011-08-11T18:02:00.000-08:00

Great. I thought as we drove up the old farmhouse that Anna’s father once owned in Forks. It was cloudy and raining as usual. However what wasn’t normal was that Alice Cullen stood in front of the house with Jasper at her side. Both wearing their designer coats even though they certainly didn’t need them. Alice held a basket filled of Gods knew what, while Jasper had a strange expression on his face.

I should have known that Alice would know I was coming. I wonder if she warned Carlisle. Well good, if she did. I still was angry that he didn’t bother tell me he was in some kind of danger.

“Who’s that?” My brother asked from the back seat of the car. He had been unusually quiet since we left Volterra.

“Alice.” Petrus said. “And Jasper. I forgot she would have guessed we were coming.”

“The Alice Aro wants to join the Volturi?” Alex asked.

“Yes, and don’t bother on trying to get her to join. Neither she nor Jasper will.” I snapped looking back at Alex. I was still annoyed that he was Aro’s little scout. When Aro’s scouts were what brought us to him and killed our family.

“Alessandra holding a grudge on family isn’t good.” Alex said rolling his eyes. “Besides, if I didn’t do something useful, Aro probably would have had me killed and you know that. Demetri and Felix even have jobs that Aro gave them. You don’t seem angry at them.” I rolled my eyes. Alex looked at Petrus for help, but Petrus wisely shook his head.

“Nope, I am staying out of this.” He said pulling into the drive way and parking the car. Alice was on us instantly.

“I knew you’d come back to visit us!” She said throwing her arms around me and then hugging Petrus.” And this is your brother?” She asked smiling brightly at Alex, who bowed gracefully.

“Alex de Sismondi at your service.” He grinned. “Hello.” He said to Jasper.

“Alessandra, Do you have to chew Carlisle out? He’s dealt with so much since the battle.” Jasper said in his southern accent. I glared at him “Okay… okay. Just take it easy on him.”

“I’m not going to go easy on him. He should have told me!” I whinned. Jasper sighed.

“It’ll be okay Jazz, he wont be too upset at seeing Alessandra.” Alice said handing me the basket she had in her hands. “I got you guys a few things. Jasper helped of course. But don’t open it until you’re in the house. And no I wont tell Carlisle you’re here.” Alice chattered, making my brother laugh.

“We better be on our way, before the others wonder where we are. Esme wont like that you’re here.” Jasper snickered. Making Petrus laugh this time. We watched them go and Alex turned to stare at me.

“So that’s Alice and Jasper uh?” He asked after I had given him the basket from Alice.

“Yep.” I said.

“Is the rest of the family like them?”

“Um… Yes and no? Esme and Rosalie do not like me much.” I said. “So I doubt they will be by. And we arent going to visit them either unless we’re invited.”

“That bad uh?” Alex asked as Petrus began to unload our luggage.

“Esme thinks Alessandra wants to take Carlisle from her. And I am not sure what is up Rosalie’s ass. I think its because Alessandra is prettier than she is and Rosalie doesn’t like that.” Alex snorted.

“Then its probably high time she meant someone who was prettier than she was. And why would Alessandra want Carlisle if she has you?”

“Who knows.” Petrus said with a shrug. “Do we ever get into the mind of Women?” I glared at Petrus. Did he forget I was standing right here and I was a woman? “No offense.” He said towards me.
“Whatever.” I said grabbing my luggage and easily carrying it into the house.

Jane Eyre Movie Review sorda

2011-08-10T12:51:00.000-08:00

Location: Desk
Music: Jane Austen's Piano Favorites
Book: Beka Cooper
Mood: Chipper

Last night I finally watched the new version of Jane Eyre. I have been wanting to see it for so long. It didnt come to the Lansing area until we were about ready to move and by then I didnt have time to go see it in theaters. But as Itunes had it for digital download, I was finally able to watch it.

Now I had heard some people didnt care for the remake. Saying it didnt compare with the 2006 version and left things out of the book. However, I have not read the book yet and while I did see the 2006 version, I think I really liked the new one much better. It was much darker. Much more like how I pictured Jane Eyre should be portrayed. Alot of people see Jane Eyre as a romance story and it is a romance story but Bronte was also writing about things that happened in her childhood. Which wasnt exactly pleasant. So I thought they did a good job on the movie.

I also really liked that they filmed the movie completely on the moors just like they did in the recent remake of Wuthering Heights. So all in all, I would give the movie a ten. And it fully deserves its 84 percent rating on Rotten Tomatoes

On yet another note, I finally finished my scarf. Yes the one I have been working on since like January. I found a Victorian Macrame trim in the latest addition of Piecework that I want to do on it. Which wont take me long once I get started.

Fixed bracelet and art

2011-08-07T14:57:00.000-08:00

Location: Desk
Mood: Quiet
Music: Echoes of Harlem~ Cootie Williams and his Rug Cutters
Book: Beka Cooper

Well, I am afraid this shall be a very short post. As I havent much to say lol. Not a whole lot has happened since the last time I posted. However, I am making a small dent in my list of things to get done.

I finally got around to fixing my bracelet from my friend. I just had to re wire it as the wire snapped during work one day. I was happy that I was able to save the bracelet and only lost a few beads. I think it turned out just the way she made it for me with the exepection of the small beads that are missing.

And I also got a chance to create my abstract art. Okay, so painting isnt really something I am really good at. So you will have to excuse me if it's not perfect. But I think it's pretty at least. lol I used the American Girl Sparkle water color paint set for this.

The picture is a little dark because its been raining so much here and my room wasnt as light as I had wanted it too be for the picture. But you get the general idea. And that's about what I've done this weekend lol. besides work that is.

A Trip to the Library prevented (Alessandra)

2011-08-07T14:49:00.000-08:00

“You don’t have to go, you know.” Petrus said, his fingers creeping slowly over my skin, he kissed me.

“Yes I do.” I said moving him off of me, and picking the book up that I had found tucked away in my library. It wasn’t my book. In fact, it belonged to the Volturi library and I had taken it out of the library hundreds of years ago. Long before Anna had even been thought of.

“Nah, you have had that book for years. Why is it so important to turn it in now? What is Anna gonna do, fine you?” Petrus asked pulling me back down.

I laughed. “She just might. You know how she gets.” I said pushing him gently away again. “You can come with me if you want.”

“Um. I probably should. Who knows who you might be on the way.” Petrus said buttoning up his jeans. I laughed as he ran his fingers through my tossed hair.

“Should I brush it?” I asked.

“Nope, I like it the way it is.” He said, gently kissing me again. He took hold of my hand and began to lead me down out of my chambers. “I wonder where your brother is. You know we haven’t seen him for a few days.” Petrus said casually. I shrugged. I guess I didn’t really notice that Alex had been gone for days. Time seemed so absent in Volterra.

“Speaking of the devil.” I said quietly as we rounded the corner and bumped into Alex. “Alex!” I said happily hugging him. He seemed taken aback. “What, can’t your sister give you a hug?” I asked.

“Sure, I’m just not used to random people hugging me is all.” He replied.

“I’m not a random… Why is the woman from the gypsy camp here?” I asked. Noticing her for the first time. Her eyes were wide as she took in the Volturi castle walls. It wasn’t dinner time yet for the Volturi. Then it hit me, my brother was some sort of scout for Aro. Bringing him new talents. The very same type of person whom had brought us to Aro and brought down our family. I took a step backwards and stared at Alex.

“I have to go. You know, how Aro is. “ Alex said, tugging at the woman’s hand and leading her away. I turned to Petrus.

“No, Don’t say it.” Petrus said. “He’s just doing his job. Aro probably wouldn’t have kept him around this long if he didn’t have some sort of value. And you know that.”

“ I know. And I shouldn’t be surprised I guess.” I said with a heavy sigh. “But how could he?” I asked looking at Petrus. He shrugged. Petrus was still a baby compared to the rest of us and I supposed I should have known he wouldn’t understand I turned back around, to see Felix walking up to us.

“How long does it take to get to the library in Volterra?” I muttered.

“Vesti…. Alessandra…. What a pleasant surprised.” Felix said lifting my hand to kiss it.

“Always, a pleasure Felix.” I said taking my hand away from him. I was still in a hot messy mood and I knew exactly where those emotions could lead, if Felix had his way as he had done so many years ago.

“It’s been a while since we last saw you.” Petrus said moving closer to me.

“Ah yes, well, duty calls once in a while.” Felix said.

“And where did duty call this time? Spain?” I asked.

“Nope, Forks Washington. Had a nasty run in with the Cullens.”

“What do you mean, nasty run in?”I asked now staring at Felix, Carlisle never mentioned anything about a nasty run in the last time I talked to him, which wasn’t that long ago.

“You didn’t hear?” Felix asked.

“Hear what?”

“Victoria created a new born army to whipe out your little friends.” I simply stared at Felix.” For killing her lover or something. Anyway, Jane had wanted to use Victoria to get rid of them, but they had help, and whipped out Victoria and her army.”I glared at Felix, swung around and began to walk back towards my chambers. “Alessandra, what did I say?” Felix called after me, but I had already rounded the corner.

“I cannot believe he didn’t bother to tell me this or even call me to let know what was going on. He could have told me that this was happening. I would have gone to Forks to help.” I whined at Petrus when he finally caught up with me.

“He probably just didn’t want to involve you.” Petrus said always the voice of reason.

“I don’t care! He’s my friend, I should have known. Get your things packed, we’re leaving for Washington on the next flight.” I snapped, slamming the door to my chambers.

“What about the book?”

“I’ll return it when we get back.” I hissed tossing it on the sofa where Petrus and I had been not too long ago.

Lunch Time (Lilac)

2011-08-06T20:54:00.000-08:00

Liliac sat quietly flipping through an old photo album, at the Ravenclaw table with her lunch in front of her. She was very quiet, and didn’t notice at all when her cousins showed up at the table. She had her piggy in her lap, gently stroking Rosie’s chin, keeping her firm and from squirming. The piggy, surprisingly sat still.

“You’re quiet, is something wrong?” Cee asked startlingly her cousin. Liliac jumped, and nearly lost Rosie, but caught her piggy just before Rosie could escape. When she finally did look at her cousin, she had tiny tears in her eyes, and shrugged.

“I miss them.” She said tracing the picture of her parents dancing in the moonlight under a tree.

“I know.” Cee said with a quiet sigh, also looking at the photo. The cousins had all been very close to their aunt and uncle and had felt Liliac’s pain when her parents were killed. “We all miss them.” She added.

“But you have us.” Thomas said looking at Liliac.

“I know.” Liliac tried to smile at Thomas. “ But…” He nodded, understanding.

“We aren’t them. But it’s good to miss them.”

“Since when did you become so wise?” Cee teased gently.

“ I know, what would cheer you up.” Cryil said from across the table, and opened up a tiny tin box.

“What?” Lil asked.

“Chocolate Frogs! I bought a whole bunch last time I had a chance. You can have some if you want.”

“Thanks, Cryil.” Lilac said this time actually smiling. It was very rare that Cryil decided to like her and be nice to her. But they were cousins after all.

“No problem.” Cryil added quickly shutting the lid on the tin after Liliac had taken three frogs. He smiled.

“I guess he’s not all bad all the time.” Cee commented. Simply staring at her brother in disbelief.”

“Hey, I’m not a Slytherin or anything.” Cryil replied. “But don’t get any ideas. I got a reputation to uphold you know.”

“Yeah of being a brat.” Thomas said.

Pasty Recipe

2011-08-05T09:14:00.000-08:00

Location: Desk
Music: Life is a Magic Thing~ Ferngully soundtrack
Book: Beka Cooper Book Two Blood Hound
Mood: Chipper

As everyone who is from Michigan knows, in the Upper Pensulia we are famous for two things. Fudge and Pasties. And ever since I made the move to Alaska, I have been craving Pasties. The funny thing is that here hardly anyone knows about Pasties.

A little history on Pasties.

Pasties were actually from Cornwall and were eaten by the miners. The wives would make the miners pasties and carve their initials into the pasty so that their husbands, fathers and brothers would know which pasty was theirs. Pasties are like turnovers only with meat, potatoes and carrots. After eaten the miners would throw the crusts of the pasties down the mines for the Knockers to eat. Knockers were mining fairies. For more information please go here.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pasty

Here is the recipe I used to make my pasties. I think you can normally make eight out of this recipe or four large ones like I did. It is the recipe my babysister used growing up.

Pasties

For the Crust:

Make two batchs

2 cups of flour

1 tsp of salt

1/8 tsp of sugar

½ C of oil

¼ cup of milk ( you may need more than this if your crust doesn’t come together)

Mix all the ingredients together until it will shape into a ball.

Shape into two balls wrap in wax paper. Leaving in the fridge for at least an hour.

Filling:

1 pound of ground beef ( uncooked)

About two large potatos

About two carrots

Dried, mined onion

½ tsp of salt

Peel and dice the carrots and potatos into small pieces.

Mix poatos and carrots with ground beef, salt and onions. Mix well.

Divide the crust dough into four circles and roll out to shape.

Place the filling on half of the circle.

Fold over and fold up the edges pressing hard on the edges to seal.

Poke a fork in the top a few of the pasty a few times.

Cook for 50 minuets or until golden brown at 375 degrees F.

Jammie Pants, Trinket Box, list of things to do

2011-08-04T15:20:00.000-08:00

Location: Bedroom
Music: Amazing Grace~ Dropkick Murphys
Book: Beka Cooper~ Tamora Pierce ( I am going to finish it sooner or later)
Mood: Calm

Okay so a few weeks ago, I decided to try and make my own pair of jammy pants. Only, I wasnt really sure how to go about this. So I did some research and found a neat little tutorial off Violet's website.
http://www.violetlebeaux.com/2011/04/blue-room-wear-sewing-tutorial/ So going off Violet's tutorial, I made my own pair of jammy pants! I even hand stitched them. I've decided that next time, I make some I am getting my sewing machine out though lol. Hand stitching took forever. But they turned out really well. :) They even stayed together after I washed them. lol

I also bought a cute little purple trinket box at JoAnn's Fabric a few weeks ago, that i decided to decorate using felt and ribbons. It didnt turn out the way I wanted it too. But it still turned out okay I guess.

So yeah that one could have turned out much better. lol. Oh well.

I also finally made a list of crafts and things I want to work on. Here it is!

Beach Rock

Crochet a flower

Crochet a 1940s grocery bag

Knit gray gloves from Red Riding Hood

Make a leather bag for hiking

(Find rabbit fur for craft)

Deco Jewelry box

make a flower using polymore clay

Crochet Bunnie

Fireweed notebook

Using a Blythe mini Littlest Pet Shop doll ( Make either red riding hood doll or Alice in Wonderland doll)

Abstract Art Work

new phone case for my iphone

Civil War pin cushion

Pink glass bead bracelet

Fix a bracelet that broke

Make Harry Potter Book Scarves

Pasties (done)

Hucklberry Muffins

Watch Three Smart Girls (Denna Durbin)

Finish Jammies (Done)

Finish knitting black scarf

Finish playing Nancy Drew and the Captive Curse

Start writing novel (or outline)

Finish Reading Beka Cooper book

Watch Deadwood

Finish Road To Avonlea (all seasons)

I figure sometime this winter I should hopefully have everything done on this list. :) At least thats my goal. Providing I dont add to it that is lol.

From Ashes to Mom did what? (Alice Post)

2011-08-02T10:22:00.000-08:00

The field of course was a disaster. And with Ed, Bella, and Carlisle off it was up to the rest of us to clean up the mess before the humans caught onto what had happen. And before it hit the news and God knew what else. Which meant, I was about to have some fun. So, I quickly took charge of burning the rest of the vampire bodies and covering up the ashes.

Sometime towards the end of the clean I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. It was Carlisle, and I answered it before it could ring more than one time.

“Carlisle, what is it?” I asked, praying that La Push was okay and Esme and Elizabeth. And the wolves.

“You were right of course. Victoria was in La Push.” Carlisle said.

“Is Esme and the baby okay?” I asked. Not surprised that I was right. I always was right. I just hated it when I couldn’t see things clearly.

“They’re fine and so are the boys. Alice, Victoria is no longer a threat to us.” Carlisle said.

“She’s dead then?” I asked not in the least surprised.

“Yes, Esme…”

“Really? Esme killed her? Go Mom!” I said. Esme was after all a vampire with normal vampire gifts. It wasn’t that surprising that given the right moment she could kill if she needed too. “Okay, we’ll meet you guys back home in a little while. We’re almost done here.”

“Great.” Carlisle said and hung up. I turned to Emmett.

“Hey Em!” I shouted, as he brushed some dirt over a pile of ashes.

“What?” He called back.

“Mom killed Victoria!” I said walking up to my brother.

“Mom did wha….?” He asked dropping the branch he had in his hands.

“Killed Victoria!” I said again, Jasper smirked at me.

“bout time Esme got some action. Well, other than yelling at us.”

“Jazz!” Rose shot.” She’s obviously capable. You boys might not want to piss her off too much.” It was Rose’s turn to smirk.

“Anyway, I told Carlisle we’d meet them back home when we got done.” I said leaning into Jasper.

Palm Reading (Alessandra)

2011-07-30T13:27:00.000-08:00

“Where are you going?” I asked Alex, taking his a hold of his arm in a quick motion before he left my chambers. He shrugged.

“Aro has some things for me to do in town. Would you and Petrus like to come?” He asked looking from me to Petrus. I looked over at Petrus.

“If Alessandra wants too.” Petrus answered leaning up against the wall looking at his finger nails for some strange reason
. So I nodded, and Petrus moved away from the wall, coming to my side in an instant flash.

*********

By the time we reached the city from the castle, it was dark outside. So there was no chance that a human would guess what we were. Besides, we each had contacts in our eyes and instead of dressing in our cloaks, we decided to wear our street clothes. I pulled my jacket around tighter, not that I needed it.

“So, what is it Aro wants you to do, and why do you do what he wants you to do anyway?” I asked my brother.

“It’s my job. Didn’t he give you a job?” I shrugged.

“Not really.” I said.

“Even if he had, Alessandra probably wouldn’t do it. She defies everything he says.” Petrus said.

“I see.” Alex said, leading us down a series of alleys. “Ah here are.” He added as we came outside of the city’s walls and into what looked like a circus camp. An old fashion gypsy camp. I looked at my brother for a moment.

“Aro wants you to go into an old Gypsy camp?” I asked.

“What’s wrong with that?” Alex asked.

“Nothing. I just didn’t think Gypsy’s still existed.” I said looking back at Petrus who shrugged.

“I’m game.” He said. “Readings are always fun.”

“You’ve had readings before?” I asked. He nodded.

“Who hasn’t?”

“Why would you want one? We don’t need to know our future. We know it.” I stated still skeptical.

“If we were in Rome right now you would have gone.”

“That was two thousand years ago, before I knew what my future held. Now I know what it holds. Whatever Aro wants.” I said rolling my eyes. “I’ll go, but I doubt these people can tell me anything that little Alice Cullen couldn’t tell me. For free I might add.”

Just then, a dark haired Gypsy woman came up to us. Wearing bright colors that were slightly dirty, and a purple silk scarf. Looking the part of a Gypsy. I sighed.

“Would you care to have your palms read?” She asked in a serious accent.

“Palm reading? Alex really?” I asked looking at my brother. “I can do palm reading myself.”

“Ah yes, but what your eyes see, are not what mine see.” The woman commented. Having heard me despite our vampire talking. I arched an eyebrow. At her.

“Alessandra, just give her a chance.” Petrus said now taking my brother’s side. I finally sighed and gave in. Letting the woman drag us towards her camper where she opened the door, to reveal a fairly decently furnished camper. Which was cleaner than I expected. On the tiny table she had a crystal ball and a set of tarot cards. A candle. How cliché.

“Why don’t you go first darling.” She said pointing to a sit across from her as she sat down at the table. She took hold of my hands, and I jerked them away. A human’s soft, warm touch could feel the deathly cold, of my hands for certain. But Alex looked at me in his way that said Alessandra, come on. And I sighed.

“I cannot read your palms unless you let me.” The woman said amused. If she felt how cold my hands were she said nothing.

“This is very strange.” The woman said taking my left hand and touching my hand were the life line started. It says that you have already lived a very long life. But yet, you do not seem as if you are over eighteen. And you will live for many years yet to come.” She said. I sighed at this.

“Yes, I was afraid you were going to say that.” I said softly. Wishing with all my might that it were not so.
“Your head line says that you are a deep an intelligent person who has a high position in power.” The woman stated. I rolled my eyes. The Volturi were not something I was proud to be a part of. “However, it also says that you had a higher position of power once. Perhaps that of a leader?”

“Alessandra was once involved in a Priestess hood.” Alex said carefully. I stared at him. We shouldn’t be discussing my past with this human woman. The woman however did not seem surprised.

“ You’ve had a great love once.” She said conintinuing her reading. “And it broke your heart. But you found your lover recently. “ The woman glanced at Petrus whom smiled charmingly at her. “You also had many affairs. Your lover should know about.” She added with a smirk. The woman continued on reading off each one of my lines, stating something in my past and something in my future. Reading my hand just as another woman once long ago read it. When she was done, I left her a few dollars. And walked out of the camper. I did not want hear her read Petrus or Alex’s future. I did not want to know their past. I knew what I knew about them and that was enough. But what troubled me the most about the woman was that she did not say a word about how cold my hands were. Neither had the other Gypsy woman I had once seen long ago. She had told me a great deal more than this one had of course. I wondered if time had changed how much the Gypsies’ told their clients.

(Palm reading information taken from: Gypsy Magic by Patrinella Cooper)

Dynamite~ China Anne McClain

2011-07-27T21:39:00.000-08:00

China Anne McClain

Dynamite

(From: A.N.T Farm)

Instant Southern Cooking

2011-07-27T11:35:00.000-08:00

Today, I have a meeting to go too for work at 3:30 so it's kinda hard to go out on your day off and do a lot when you have a meeting in the middle of the afternoon. So I decided to take to the kitchen. Well of course we only had two cups of flour. Not enough to use what I wanted it for. So I instead, found some instant corn bread mix, and baked it up.

Yup, and that turned out really well. So next, I went through the fridge and found I had some frozen Jambalaya. Not as good as original. but it works. So I baked up the corn bread, popped the Jambalaya in the microwave, made some sweet ice tea, and had me a nice Creole Southern dish for lunch. And who says instant food isnt good! It was excellent. Now if only I had some Beignet's to finish it off lol.

See, I had a yummy meal in minuets. I am so proud of myself lol.

Thoroughly Modern Millie, crafts and crafts

2011-07-27T10:38:00.000-08:00

Location: Bedroom

Music: Jimmy~ Thoroughly Modern Millie

Book: Beka Cooper~ Tamora Pierce

Mood: Eh

So a few weeks ago, I decided I was going to try and make an apron by hand. It actually turned out really well. Though, I may add some rick rack to it.

And a while ago, I decided it was high time i watched Throughly Modern Millie which I loved. I mean, come on it has Julie Andrews in it. lol. Anyway, in the movie she has this awesome green beaded necklace I had wanted to make.

I had bought the green beads some place (Dont remember where) before moved and only recently had time to put the necklace together. I also made a water bottle carrier I found directions for on Martha Stewart's website.

I also saw the cutest pin in a Teen Vogue magazine I wanted but it was 70 bucks so I tried to recreate it.... I dont think it turned out as well as I had wanted and I may do some more stuff to make it better.