This paragraph will only be explaining the technical difficulties with the keyboard. If you would like to see the actual continuation of my previous post, by all means, start on the second paragraph. The reason that I didn't write any more on my earlier post was because the b,n, and m keys were not working, and it took me about a half an hour to write the last three sentences. I was cutting and pasting letters all over the place. Oh, and by the way, for those of you who were wondering, I wrote the last sentence without cutting and pasting. And now for the continuation of yesterday's post(and hopefully a few pictures):
Ahhh, spring! The birds are singing! The wasps are stinging!(don't ask) Last Saturday, after a delicious pancake dinner, Seth and I looked out the window and decided that it was the perfect day for jumping on the trampoline. Earlier that day, my dad had moved the trampoline to another spot on the lawn, and little did we know, one of the legs of the trampoline had broken off in the process. We noticed this at once, right after it collapsed under our feet. My mom immediately herded Seth and me into the van, drove us to Wal-mart and grabbed a new trampoline, drove us home, and said "Oh, and by the way you're staying home from school on Monday to put the new trampoline together." That scared both of us to death, since dad was going on a business trip to Indianapolis, and we would have to assemble the trampoline singlehandedly! Two days later, on Monday morning, we finally put the last spring on the trampoline I had the feeling that it had been way to easy. I was right, too. Only a few seconds later, two sides of the trampoline curved up about five feet. This, we thought, was not typical trampoline behavior. And then, all of a sudden, Seth had the most brilliant idea! We would both lie down on either end of the trampoline until it was "warped" into a normal shape. I promptly hopped onto one end, and Seth hopped onto the other. After about half an hour, I said thoughtfully"We should probably get off and check to see if it's "warped" into the right shape yet." we got off, and to my delightful surprise, the it was rising to its former shape more slowly than before! Seth, however was not satisfied with a burrito, however slowly it got to that shape. I agreed grudgingly, and went inside to tell Mom that our brand new trampoline thought that it had a future as an over-sized potato chip. "Well, " she said. "did you put the legs on first?" "Ummm," I said as I glanced out of the window at the gigantic black pringle that I was supposed to turn into a trampoline. "Well, not exactly. " " Then go out and take apart the whole thing!" was her reply. " You have to start trusting the people who made the instruction manual!" Oops. From that point on, there is nothing worth putting in this post besides the fact that I finished the trampoline.(And neglected to read the instructions AGAIN! We now have to be satisfied with a net around the trampoline that you can slide under.)
