writ of many modes // quick updates

Well folks, today is the first day of 'words', the 7 part blog series/event that was *supposed* to start yesterday. Hey, my youngest sister Lidia had a birthday party. . .I helped prepare for that. And then some of my amazing writers weren't ready to turn in their entries. . .and over all it wasn't a blog-ish sort of day. ;)

Quick updates before I say good-bye for a couple of weeks. I am now 21 years old. Thank you all so much for the birthday wishes! So what does 21 feel like? Much like 20 so far. . .it hasn't "sunk in" yet. But it's a bit frightening in the most thrilling way. Can't wait to see what adventures the Lord has in store this year! The cycle of crazy-trips-and-business is already starting. Um. I'm going to TEXAS in a few days!?!?!

Back to the birthday. It was a very simple, lazy, snowy {soo much of the fluffy stuff} photo-shooty, {the shire was gorgeous} family filled--bursting with good food--sort of day. Perfection. Truly lovely. Oh yes, and I told you Tim Tebow's autobiography was on the gift list, right? Already almost half way through. . .the guy is THAT inspiring. More on that in a later post. I'm also happily playing 'River Flows In You' {lovely, lovely, lovely} and swooning over this:

The stunningly gorgeous Claddagh ring my parents bought me. It's Celtic in origin (be still my heart) --and for me a sort of second purity ring. . .next to the one my dad gave me when I was 13. You may have read about it here.  According to Wikipedia: 

The Claddagh's distinctive design features two hands clasping a heart, and usually surmounted by a crown. The elements of this symbol are often said to correspond to the qualities of love (the heart), friendship (the hands), and loyalty (the crown). 

Claddagh rings may be used as friendship or relationship rings depending on the intention of wearer and, in the case of a gift, of the giver. There are three traditionally accepted ways of wearing the ring which may signal someone's relationship status:

1. When worn on the right ring finger with the heart pointing to the fingertip, the wearer is free of any attachment.
2. On the same finger but the other way round, with the heart pointing away from the fingertip, it suggests someone is romantically involved.
3. When the ring is on the left hand wedding ring finger, it means the person is married or engaged.

*ahem* Mine is currently worn on the right ring finger with the heart pointing to the fingertip. ;) Go figure. 

Since this is the prologue to 'words' {amid the jumble that is a random blog post} --let me bring something to your attention. I write differently at different times for different occasions/different people/different moods. ie: {all taken from my very own real writing sources.} 

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Blog mode: {might sound something like . .}

"Struggling through drifts of snow in heeled dress boots; wind swept cheeks; shivering between mad dashes of picture taking and snuggling deep within my coat. Short sleeves + snow. . .they don't mix well."

Novel mode: {might sound something like. . .}

The soft tread of feet.
"Madame, my lady. We meet again."
He stooped to enter, and Julia saw his face, the very same that watched her from the forests edge. It was covered in blood, dashes of scarlet across the broad forehead, seeping through his hair, over his cheeks--the mail on his chest a strange silverly rust. She killed the gasp in her throat; it would betray her feelings. Instead she sat still, emotionless, the moonlight playing in her eyes. 

Facebook mode: {might sound something like. . .} note that Lidia and Maria are now 13 and 10.

Listening to my younger sisters talk about their qualifications for a future husband. . .

Lidia {9} : "he's going to be so striking you'll faint when you see him." (he is also going to be a rancher and wear pink ties.) 

Maria {12} : "I don't care what my husbands like. . .but he has to be a Christian, home schooled, and handsome." Then as an after thought: ". . .well he doesn't need to be handsome. . .just cute."

Email-to-good-friend mode: {might sound something like. . .}
On the topic of the upcoming Les Miserables movie (scary stuff.) 

"haha...girl, I was going to tell you about Colm ASAP! I found out a couple of days ago via Facebook. Is that AWESOME or is that AWESOME???? Hollywood isn't that far gone after all--and Colm, our Colm, is finally going to get the credit he deserves. B-) I mean, lets face it, he *is* a little old to play Valjean, though I still think he should have gotten the part. Ah well. The Bishop is a pretty boring character, and the part is small--but COLM'S IN THE MOVIE. That's scream-able. Lets get rid of Taylor Swift, and it might be o-k." ;)

{and to sum it all up}

"k, I have to run. Sorry this was a jumpy, crazy, boring kind of email. But hey, it's an EMAIL--and a long one! I've started using -- all the time. Love it. Looks way better then . . . :P I mean, a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do. I talk expressively and my writing is always decorated with dots and dashes." ^_^

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 Yeah. So you see, I am a Michaela of many colors. . .and apparently, personalities! It's ok--you have my permission to be completely frightened. But! keep reading--some very normal writers are in the lineup (at least, the claim is normal.) Have fun and keep the comments comin'. Cya later, readers! Tootle pip.