D is for Doc Dempsey's

If you are wondering what Doc Dempsey's is, then keep reading. If you honestly don't care, then you can comment saying that you don't care.


Anyways, if you are one of those people who actually WANT to read this, then you must understand that Doc Dempsey's is a ski run at the ski resort I ski at. The resort is called Smuggler's Notch, and it's in Vermont. We go there every March Break and I attend ski school all week. It's actually really fun. The runs we go on are only black and double black diamonds. We do a lot of fun and cool stuff and they teach you really good skiing technique. My dad says that I am a very good skier but I don't know if he's just saying that because I am his daughter or if he actually means it.



The first time I actually skied, I was only 2 and a half. I think it was at Chicopee. It was funny because every time my grandparents took me there, they always teased me saying "Emilie, are we going to Thickopee?" and I would say "No, we are going to Thickopee!" because I thought I was saying it right!

When I was six, we found Smuggler's Notch and decided to give it a shot. You wouldn't believe how amazing it is! There is always so much snow and there are 3 mountains; Morse, which is the smallest one for beginners; Sterling which is for relatively good skiers; and Madonna, which is the biggest, with only black diamonds, double black diamonds, a triple black diamond, and a couple blue squares. I mostly ski on Madonna. One of my least favourite things: chairlifts. I get so scared when I get on or off one. I am also scared about dropping a pole or a mitt or even a ski. One of my favourite things: the view. Madonna is so high up in the clouds, so at the top, the trees are covered in beautiful white fluffy snow. It's the most beautiful thing to see. With the branches covered in white snow, it's just like being in a winter wonderland. There's nothing like it.


Something else that I love about skiing is rush of the fresh wind on my face, and the feeling of sliding down the hill. But I have a very sensitive face so I get frostbite really easily. That's one thing that happens every time I go skiing. It's really unpleasant as you might know if you've ever gotten frostbite before.

I don't really have a life lesson this time but I guess I can just say that Smuggler's Notch is the BEST place to ski. This is the website if you are interested in trying it out: http://www.smuggs.com/

C is for Chica

C is for Chica. Chica means "girl" in Spanish. If you are wondering who Chica is, well, she was my dog. Actually, my mom's dog. See, my mom went to university in Ottawa and decided to buy a dog. She was a Cocker Spaniel. My mom got home and my grandparents were very surprised. They almost didn't let Chica stay with her. My mom said that she was only 600 dollars! They finally said she could stay.

Chica was my mom's dog all through university. Even when my mom got married. Chica was like mu mom's daughter. Then I came. Chica was almost like a sister to me. She was so good with me. She didn't bite or jump. But she did have her faults. She liked to sit underneath my high chair because I was kinda messy. She ate the stuff I spilled and she sometimes barfed it all over the place. She went in the garbage and ate stuff like carrot peals. She also liked to chase skunks which was a pain. But, otherwise, Chica was a very good dog.

After 12 years, Chica was getting old. She was going deaf and blind. One day, my grandma and I were walking home, and Chica, being deaf, couldn't here anything. She bounded across the yard to meet us just as my dad was pulling in to the driveway. Well, you can pretty much guess what happened next. My dad felt a bump and heard a whimper. He had run over her. My mom started to cry and ran into the house. I didn't know what had happened. I went into the house and my mom told me that Chica had died. I didn't believe her at first, but then I realized it was true. My doggy had died. I cried a lot that day. Of course, my dad felt terrible. But after a while, we got over it. We are actually thinking of getting another dog which is fun. But no one can replace Chica.

Life lesson: All great things must come to an end.

B is for Baby

As you might know, my mom just had a baby on March 9th 2009. It was a girl. She was kind of ugly when she was born, no offence to her. She was all puffy, and I have no idea why. Her face was all purple because she nearly suffocated.

One day, at night, I went to the bathroom and my mom said to go in my bathroom but I thought she ment to go in her bathroom so I went. In the sink, was the home pregnancy test saying she was pregnant. I was soooooooooooooooo excited! I went downstairs and my mom told me not to tell anybody! For three months, I couldn't tell my 8 year old sister, my grand-parents, my friends or my aunts or uncles! It was REALLY hard! But finally we told everyone.

On March 8th, 2009, we were eating at Moxie's. As my mom was signing the bill, she felt some contractions. She didn't tell anybody and we went home. She put us to bed and then went to the hospital at 5:30 in the morning. It was snowing and my parents had to walk all the way around the hospital to get to the ER because the other door was locked. At 7:30 in the morning, I woke up to go to school, and there was a note saying that my grandparents would pick us up to go to the hospital. We were so excited! We got to the hospital at 8:00 in the morning. The baby was only born at 11:30-ish in the morning. We waited at the hospital for 3 hours and a half. Every time my dad walked into the room, we all stood up and said "Is the baby here?" I was getting cranky because I was impatient. Finally my dad walked in and said "It's here!" Me and my sister sprinted to the room and I held her first because I'm more special. I was so happy!(even if she was a little bit ugly)

Now, Isabella is a healthy, beautiful baby and we love her very, very much!

Life lesson: Secrets that are hard to keep can lead to beautiful things!

A is for Acting

For school, we are doing this alpha-biography assignment, and every new blog starts with a letter of the the alphabet so, A is for acting. My dream is to become a famous actress. Whenever I watch movies, I always imagine myself playing that character and being really good. I actually used to model and I was in two commercials.

When I was little, I used to model for big companies like the Bay, Sears or Zeller's. I was never sure about what was going on. My mom always said to do my best and to stop being shy but I didn't know what she was talking about. I wish I listened to her now because I could have been in a couple big movies with people like Renee Zellweger and Russel Crow. I mom took me out of modeling and acting because we didn't want to drive to Toronto every other day. But now my mommy said if I try harder I can start again and I might be in movies and I'm really excited about that!!!

About two years ago, I was in a commercial for OFF bug spray. I was really excited to be in it because it would be my first commercial! I got there and they had to do my hair and makeup and there was this big food trailer, and my friends and I that I had made were pigging out there and we had to redo our makeup because we had food all over our faces! It was HILARIOUS!!! Then, everyone saw me in the commercial, but I didn't! I was really mad because I was looking forward to seeing it, and then it stopped playing and all my friends were like "Emilie, we saw you in the commercial" and I was like " I didn't and I was in it!" It was NOT fair! Then, that year I was in another commercial that was in the States for this germ thing that I didn't get the point of but apparently they didn't even air it so I wasted my time filming this commercial that was just walking up and down a school hallway pretending to talk. We had to say "rhubarb and cabbages" to make it looked like we were talking about other stuff because we ran out of things to talk about. At least the company payed me a little bit.

Life lesson: ALWAYS do your best because you never know what opportunity lies ahead.