Hconrad25's Blog

Delilah is a very cute and loveable girl. She is adored by everyone that meets her, and greets everyone with a ton of kisses and sometimes a hug. Her middle name is Minnie, because she has a mickey mouse spot on her back. She has some super long legs, the better to help her run and chase the Golden Retiever next door (that out weighs her about 180lbs). Shes our doorbell when someone comes, she is our vaccum cleaner when we drop food, she helps us get rid of our toys (by chewing) even when we may not want her to, and she is a great cuddler and is always so happy to see her family comeback home to her. We love our little dog and hope you do to!

 Their was a random girl named Jill

She lived on a hill

but hada crush on Bill

who was kissing Ann on the hill

Ann lived next to bill

Their was a young man named fred.

He hated rotten bread

But he ate a piece and was dead

he was found in his bed

his friend cryed, who is named ted

Everyone changes their mind. I do, you do, and everyone around you. All the time  we change our minds. Even if you don’t notice it. When I get upset, sick ,tired, and when I get uncomfortable. Sometimes it’s good sometimes not but it depends on your situation. I change my mind because I like this better then that or I want this more then that. I change my mind all the time there are many examples. I wanted this for dinner but then I wanted somthing different. I wanted to go to a movie but then I didn’t want to. Sometimes I change my mind at thelast minute which isn’t good and then I have to stick to my first decision even if I don’t like it. I change my mind all the time Everyone does and we will all they time.

Don’t you?

Creative, full of beauty, full of color, but in all art a few mistakes. Of course it’s not perfect, near perfect, or will be. I’m the (creator) artist and my life is the art work. The artist knows their creation like I know my life. If I’m gloomy or sad si is my creation, If I’m happy or joyful so is my creation, or whatever mood I’m in. I make my art work, don’t you?