Author: Emily Sara Smucker

“We left on Monday?” I asked Amy, “And today is Wednesday?” “Yes,” she said. “Where did Tuesday go?” “It was lost in the shuffle of time zones.” “Oh.” And then I thought that maybe Tuesday was the day we went on the canal boat in Amsterdam but in that case there never was a Monday…

In Amsterdam. 8 hour layover. Confused about the time because my computer is in EST, my mind is in PST, and I am technically in Amsterdam time whatever that is. Drama in airport: Jenny had to get screened because of her splint and ace bandage. Turns out that she had very mild explosive substances on her…

Remember this picture? Yep, that’s the photo that’s in my old snowflakes post. That is the one that is apparently popping up in google images when people search for “snowflakes.” It took me a long time to figure it out because the family computers block google images. So I went on my computer, and wow.…

This is a picture of my family. My Dad looks at the camera blankly. Jenny is looking at the camera and being Jenny. (Being Jenny. v. The act of doing silly things, making strange gestures, and/or saying things that don’t make much sense, for the sole purpose of making the world happy and perhaps getting…

Just so you know, I am twenty years old. I was born on July 6, 1990. That makes me 2o. Also, my book is 163 pages long. I just went and checked. Amazon, however, says it is 168 pages. I am not sure they counted. Today someone googled “how old is emily smucker” and someone…

Someday I will buy myself a camera. For now I will have to be content scraping paint off of the bathroom ceiling. If the above statements made no sense to you it is because you are not a genius like I am. (Just kidding.) I want to mention that I loved the book Jane Eyre even though…

About 3 million people visit the Taj Mahal every year. This blog was viewed about 33,000 times in 2010. If it were the Taj Mahal, it would take about 4 days for that many people to see it. (That’s from an email that wordpress.com sent me. Cool, huh?) 2010. The year began in Oregon, as…

That, my dear friends, is a giant clump of mistletoe. I am afraid we have been attacked by the giant kissing giants. But the giant kissing giants are, of course, friendly giants so an attack from them  means that they will give you mistletoe. Maybe knock over a big tree as well. Today I went…

Once upon a time there were three children named Violet, Clause, and Sunny Baudelaire. They had terrible lives.There is a series of books written about them called “A Series of Unfortunate Events.” At the beginning of the first book their parents die. Things only got worse from there. At the end of the last book…

I was the first one to open a Christmas present this morning. My family watched with baited breath as I unwrapped it, and pulled a black sweater out of the box. It was covered with rhinestones and ribbon detailing and had obviously come from a thrift store. “Try it on, Emily,” they said. I tried…